"Yes. Mother made up her mind this morning, and I more than approve it, all things considered. Daddy hasn't—hasn't quite agreed, though, but it's for his own good. I don't quite understand daddy's objections. I wanted to talk to him this morning about it, but I didn't get a chance. There's been something mysterious in his manner lately."
"Something mysterious—about Lightnin'?"
"Yes," said Millie, thoughtfully. "Mother hasn't noticed it, of course, being so busy and worried—and outwardly daddy is his usual easy-going, amiable self. But I have a feeling that he has—or thinks he has—something up his sleeve. Daddy can't hide things from me, you know! Another thing, he doesn't seem to like Mr. Thomas at all—is downright rude to him at times. I can't understand it, for it isn't like daddy!"
Townsend frowned in a puzzled way. "Perhaps you're taking some of dear old Lightnin's notions too seriously, Millie," he remarked. "Though I must say that I have a great deal of faith in Bill. I've been a little out of touch with the situation lately," he went on, judicially, "but from what you and mother have told me about the proposed sale, and from the one or two talks I have had with Mr. Thomas, I am inclined to agree with you and mother that this sale is an excellent idea. So far as I can judge, it is a sound investment and all for the best."
"Of course it is!" said Millie. "But now—how about yourself? How is the campaign going, Mr. Townsend?"
"Splendidly! But it's rather trying, as I have to do most of the campaigning myself—even the odd jobs!"
He looked down at a bundle of large, printed placards which he carried under his arm. Withdrawing one, he held it up for her inspection. Millie read, "Vote for Lemuel Townsend for Superior Judge of the Second Judicial District."
"Would you mind if I tacked up some of these in the lobby?" he asked, joining in her laugh.
"Not at all!" Millie exclaimed. "I've a hammer and tacks right here in the desk. Let me help you—and I do so hope you'll win!"
Chatting, they proceeded to embellish the lobby with Lem Townsend's name and ambition. Their operations were brought to a pause by the arrival of the expected new guests.