She was singularly serene under this discouragement. She even changed the subject.
"When do you begin your campaign as candidate for representative?" she asked as they entered the avenue.
"Two bodies cannot revolve in the same orbit. I'm waiting until you quit revolving in the county. I hear you make the Co-Citizens write their names in their own blood when they sign the vow not to reveal the secrets of the League. Is that so?" he laughed.
"Not quite so bad as that. But they do keep the vow, don't they? Not one of you will know our plans until we reveal them ourselves at the mass meeting. But you are going to run for the legislature?" she insisted, returning to that.
"I'm not sure; I'm waiting to see what Prim's going to do. I——"
"We will take care of Prim," she put in.
"Oh, you will? And which one of you has been chosen to murder him, you or Susan? Nothing short of death, I think, will rid this town of him."
"We shall not resort to capital punishment unless it is absolutely necessary," she laughed, "but I think I can assure you of one thing: Prim will not be a candidate."
"Thanks!" he said, but without conviction. "Does Prim know he is not to run?" almost sarcastically.