"Of course he isn't," Cousin Eunice added stoutly.
"But what is he?" I asked, fearful lest they get into a discussion and forget to satisfy my curiosity, which was—strange to say—considerably aroused.
"Well, if he would declare himself definitely upon the liquor question," Rufe explained concisely, "he would be about the most promising piece of gubernatorial timber that we have."
CHAPTER IV
A NEW GAME
"If we knew when walking thoughtless
Through some crowded, noisy way,
That a pearl of wondrous whiteness,
Close beside our pathway lay;