They waited a while, and, as no storm came, concluded that this must be the after-quiet. Bingo, reassured, volunteered to go and seek confirmation of this conclusion.
He went, and Asbury received him with an indifferent, not to say, impolite, demeanour.
"Well, we're glad to see you back, Asbury," said Bingo patronisingly. He had variously demonstrated his inability to lead during his rival's absence and was proud of it. "What are you going to do?"
"I'm going to work."
"That's right. I reckon you'll stay out of politics."
"What could I do even if I went in?"
"Nothing now, of course; but I didn't know——"
He did not see the gleam in Asbury's half shut eyes. He only marked his humility, and he went back swelling with the news.
"Completely crushed—all the run taken out of him," was his report.