Legislators -- Fiction; Political fiction; Washington (D.C.) -- Fiction
"Of course they sound well," he replied. "In the first place there is
always much to be said on both sides of any question, and a clever
speaker can make his side dwarf the other. And of course no party could
exist five minutes unless it had some good in it. There are several
admirable principles in the Populist creed; there are enough windy
theories to upset the Constitution of which they prate; and, by the
way, the more wrong-headed a would-be statesman is the more
hysterically does he plead for the Constitution. As to the other
Senator--I sympathize as deeply with the farmer as any man, and I hoped
against hope for the success of the bimetallic envoys; but the farmer
is of considerably less importance than the national honour; and if a
man is not statesman enough to take the national view when he comes to
the Senate, he had better stay at home and become a party boss."
"Are you in trouble at home? I saw that you made a speech just before
you left."
"They are furious, and elections are imminent; but I never have
believed that it paid in the end to be a politician, and I propose to
hold to that view. If I am not re-elected this time, I will venture to
say that I shall be six years later--"
"Oh, I should be sorry! I should be sorry! Your heart is in the Senate.
How could you settle down contentedly to practise law in a Western city
for six years?"
"I certainly should have very little to offer a woman," he said
bitterly. His frank handsome face had lost the expression of gayety
which had sat so gracefully upon the determination of its contours; he
looked harassed and a trifle cynical. "There is only one thing I hate
more than leaving the United States Senate--and God knows I love it and
its traditions: what that is I feel I now have no right--"
"Oh, yes, you have; for if I loved you I would live at the North Pole
with you, and I hate cold weather. I don't want you to put me in that
sort of position, both for the sake of your own pride and for our
friendship."
"That is like you, and I shall take you at your word. Perhaps you can
imagine what it cost me to come out and declare myself in a State
howling for Silver, when I knew that to leave Washington meant losing
my chance with you. For if I am not re-elected I must go out there and
stay. I could afford to live here, of course--I hope you know that I
have plenty of money--but my political future is there. Even if you
made it a condition, I should not pull up stakes, for a man who
despised himself for abandoning his ambitions and his power for
usefulness could not be happy with any woman."
"I should not make such a condition. As I said, I willingly would go
West with you if I loved you."
"Would to God you did! What I meant was that in going I lose my chance."
Betty looked at him and shook her head slowly.
"Yes!" he said. "Yes! Yes! I believe, I know that I could win you with
time. And now that the future looks dark I want you more than ever."
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