Amos winked. “I trust you voted right, V. R.”
Kite nodded briskly. “Right as rain, Congressman. You too?”
“Sure.”
Jim Thomas listened with frank interest. Now he found an opening for his joke. “You’d better drop in a few votes here, Congressman. Chase is running strong.”
Amos looked at him with interest. “You don’t say, Jim?”
“Yes, I do.”
“Well—how do you know, Jim?”
Thomas became faintly confused. “Oh, I can tell.”
“You ain’t been looking at the ballots, have you, Jim?”
Jim blustered. “Look-a-here—who you accusing?”