"Of course I came here a stranger," George began, trying to hide his pleasure.
"Quite a lot of us have learned to know you pretty well," Goodhue smiled.
George wouldn't accept this coveted gift without putting himself on record.
"I needn't ask you," he said, "if Dalrymple's already in."
Goodhue shook his head.
"Maybe later."
"I think," George said, distinctly, "that the men who are responsible for my election should know I'll hold out against Dalrymple."
"You're a conscientious beggar," Goodhue laughed. "It's your own business now, but there'll be a nice little rumpus just the same."
George was conscientious with Allen, too.
"I feel I ought to tell you," he said, "that I've made up my mind, if I'm asked, to join a club. Anything that has so much to offer can't be as bad as you think."