"Which way? Did she walk? Did you hear her answer the phone?" Molly with her dustpan and broom was further besieged.
From the meager information thus obtained it was plain Jane had left the grounds.
Despair, thick and black, settled over the erstwhile politicians.
"But she could soon be back," offered the sympathetic Molly. "Hark! There's a car now."
The door opened slightly, and the portal framed a figure in blue! With a wild rush the committee of two dashed to the door.
"Jane! Jane Allen!" called both, verifying their suspicion with a tug at the now shrinking Jane.
"You are elected!" predicted Judith. "Come right along, and accept. Resign later if you must, but accept now or we are lost."
"One moment----" panted Jane. It was evident she had been experiencing some trouble. She was flushed and excited.
"We haven't the moment," insisted Judith. "They are waiting for us with the votes held up. Come on, Jane. Be a sport!" and like two young giants the hitherto ordinary girls assumed the role of baggage men and picked up Jane bodily, carrying her off to the expectant election room.
"Clear the way! She comes! Lo! The conquering hero comes!" shouted the crowd at the first glimpse of the triumphant entry.