Jim told him briefly, with complete discouragement.
“Wasn’t at the caucus this mornin’?” Zaanan asked.
“No; I didn’t have the heart to go.”
“Figgered I was beat, didn’t you, eh? Figgered the ol’ man didn’t have a ghost of a show?”
“I knew it.”
“Um! No more show ’n you’ve got to pull out of this mess? Not any more show than that, eh?”
“I guess we’re in the same boat.”
“You hain’t asked who got nominated this mornin’, Jim.”
“No need to, Zaanan.”
Zaanan chuckled. “Wa-al, you’re a-goin’ to hear news then. Peleg he slipped up some on his calc’lations.”