“Driven? Driven how?”
“I can’t say.”
“He’s just an onery, two-faced——”
Dick’s hand fell on Brad’s arm.
“Careful!” he said. “Don’t raise your voice, old man.”
“Give me a gun,” growled the Texan, “and I’ll sure go out yon and shoot him up some!”
The balloting had begun, and Arlington’s friends were working harder than ever.
“We’ve got them now!” they sang joyously.
The voting was rushed along at a lively rate, and there was no delay to drag in any one. In a short time the chairman declared the balloting over, and then the counting of the votes began. As the members of the committee separated the votes into two piles it soon became apparent that the vote was nearly a tie.
Not all of those who had voted for Savage had swung to Arlington on the recommendation of Savage. Finally the votes were sorted, and a recount was made.