“Den I’m wit’ you,” said Burns, and wheeling, he went back to his desk.
Miss Greene watched him a moment, and then turned to the men, their numbers augmented now by others who had come up to see Burns in the presence of such a woman. The glance she gave them was a question.
“Oh, he means it,” said Monroe of Whiteside. “He’ll vote for the resolution.”
“Yes, he’s given his word,” said Brownell of Cook.
Vernon devoted half an hour to bringing senators to meet Maria Greene. It was not difficult work, though it had its disadvantages; it did not allow Vernon to remain with her long at a time. But at last it was done, and he found a moment alone with her. She had given him some pamphlets on equal suffrage.
“Ah, if you could only address the Senate!” he exclaimed, in open admiration. And then, as if an inspiration had come to him, he added:
“Perhaps I could arrange it; it has been done.”
She gasped and stretched out her hand to stay him.
“Oh, not for all the world!” she protested.
“But you’ll come and meet the lieutenant-governor?”