"To the very end."
"Still, I can't turn my coat—even for you," he said apologetically.
"I would not like you to."
"And, after all, the battle's not lost, because of one defeat."
"You are going to stand again?"
"Yes, I am going to stand again. We must have a General Election in a year or two; meanwhile I shall keep on pegging away. The majority was not insurmountable. The Government is bound to make a fool of itself, the General Election will come, and I shall win the seat."
"You seem very certain."
"The man who keeps pegging away, and never gives up, has always reason to be certain. And I never give up."
Olive was silent.
"Don't you believe in that attitude?" he asked.