The day arrived when Edward for the first time was to address his constituents, in the Blackstable town-hall; and for a week past placards had been pasted on every wall and displayed in every shop, announcing the glad news. Mr. Bacot came to Court Leys, rubbing his hands. “We shall have a full house. It’ll be a big success. The hall will hold four hundred people and I think there won’t be standing room. I dare say you’ll have to address an overflow meeting at the Forresters Hall afterwards.” “I’ll address any number of meetings you like,” replied Edward. Bertha grew more and more nervous. She anticipated a horrible collapse; they did not know--as she did--how limited was Edward’s intelligence! She wanted to stay at home so as to avoid the ordeal, but Mr. Bacot had reserved for her a prominent seat on the platform. “Are you nervous, Eddie?” she said, feeling more kindly disposed to him from his approaching trial. “Me, nervous? What have I got to be nervous about?” The hall was indeed crammed with the most eager, smelly, enthusiastic crowd Bertha had ever seen. The gas-jets flared noisily, throwing crude lights on the people, sailors, tradesmen, labourers, and boys. On the platform, in a semi-circle like the immortal gods, sat the notabilities of the neighborhood, Conservatives to the backbone. Bertha looked round with apprehension, but tried to calm herself with the thought that they were stupid people and she had no cause to tremble before them. Presently the Vicar took the chair and in a few well-chosen words introduced Mr. Craddock. “Mr. Craddock, like good wine, needs no bush. You all know him, and an introduction is superfluous. Still it is customary on such an occasion to say a few words on behalf of the candidate, and I have great pleasure, &c., &c....” Now Edward rose to his feet, and Bertha’s blood ran cold. She dared not look at the audience. He advanced with his hands in his pockets--he had insisted on dressing himself up in a frock-coat and the most dismal pepper-and-salt trousers. “Mr. Chairman, Ladies and Gentlemen--Unaccustomed to public speaking as I am....”