"Hell and repeat!" stormed North. "You and Morrison are not taking this thing the way you ought to! In accord, say you! He is torching 'em up and you are grinning while the fire burns! Fine team-work! Amos, you get in accord with me and my orders. You keep away from Morrison till I can make sure that he stands clean in his party loyalty." His Excellency was stuttering in his wrath and the general determined to be discreetly silent as to his recent tender of politeness to Morrison through the captain of the guards. Furthermore, Totten's self-complacency assured him that the mayor of Marion was leaving the affairs on Capitol Hill in the hands of the accredited commander on Capitol Hill. Governor North pulled open a drawer of the table. He threw a bunch of keys to his brother-in-law. "I had the messenger leave these with me. Lock up all the doors of the Council Chamber. Leave only my private door unlocked." The adjutant-general caught the keys. "But you certainly don't expect any trouble up here, with my guards--" "It's plenty enough of a job for a cat to watch one rat-hole! Lock up, I tell you!" XIII THE LINE-UP FORMS IN THE PEOPLE'S HOUSE While General Totten was bruising his dignity in the menial work of a turnkey, Governor North received two visitors. They were furred gentlemen who entered abruptly by the private door--the before-mentioned rat-hole--but the waiting cat did not pounce. On the contrary, one of the furred intruders did the pouncing. It was Senator Corson and he was furiously angry. "What kind of a damnable fool has been giving off orders to those soldiers? I have been tramping around outside this State House from door to door, held up everywhere and insulted by those young whelps." "I don't see how that could happen," protested the Governor. "Who gave off such orders?" "There were no orders, not in your case. I didn't think it was necessary to specify anything in regard to you, Senator. Do you mean to tell me that there's a man down there who didn't recognize you--who refused to allow you to pass without question?" "They all know me! Of course they know me. And that's the whole trouble. They made that the reason why they wouldn't let me in here." "How in the devil's name could that be?" The Governor's anger that promised punishment for the offenders served Senator Corson in lieu of apology. "I was informed that there were strict orders not to admit politicians. According to those lunkheads at the doors I came under that classification." The Senator threw off his coat. "And Daunt, here, was penalized on account of the company he was keeping. Find out who gave those orders." General Totten had locked the doors and was nervously jangling the keys. "Amos, what kind of a fool have you been making yourself with your orders?" the Governor demanded.