"I want several things: One of them is to be governor of New York."
"Good! I like people to know what they want and go after it."
"It isn't so easy, you know."
"All the better."
"Do you know anything about politics?"
"Lord, man, I'm Irish."
She led him on to talk of the situation in the political game, to line up for her his allies and enemies; to outline his campaign policy. His candidacy was to be announced in a few days. She leapt at the points in advance of him, questioned this and that—he talked to her as to a lieutenant. The clock chimed and caught his attention.
"Good heavens! why didn't you send me home?"
"What's the use of sleeping when there's something to talk about—when there's a fight to plan for."
"But my work must not interfere with your work." He came to shake hands with her. "It looks as if this partnership might prove a success."