"Not a great deal," answers Mr. Jenney.
"That's the trouble with Americans," Mr. Crewe declares, "they don't care who represents 'em, or whether their government's good or bad."
"Guess that's so," replies Mr. Jenney, politely.
"That sort of thing's got to stop," declares Mr. Crewe; "I'm a candidate for the Republican nomination for representative."
"I want to know!" ejaculates Mr. Jenney, pulling his beard. One would never suspect that this has been one of Mr. Jenney's chief topics of late.
"I'll see that the interests of this town are cared for."
"Let's see," says Mr. Jenney, "there's five hundred in the House, ain't there?"
"It's a ridiculous number," says Mr. Crewe, with truth.
"Gives everybody a chance to go," says Mr. Jenney. "I was thar in '78, and enjoyed it some."
"Who are you for?" demanded Mr. Crewe, combating the tendency of the conversation to slip into a pocket.