A roar it was indeed. Of a bursting brass band, of thousands of eager people.
“And who do you suppose they’re shouting for?” inquired the joyous Hosie.
Katherine smiled a tear-bright smile at Bruce.
“For the new mayor,” she said.
“No, no! All for you!” said he.
“Well, come on and we’ll see who it’s for!” cried Old Hosie.
And taking an arm of each he led them out to face the cheering multitude.
THE END
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