He descended from his throne and paraded along the line, distributing
blank ballots with a great show of solemnity. Those which he put into
the hands of the Newbury delegates could hardly be called blank, as they
had the word “Yes” written clearly upon them. The great chief was
determined to reduce the chances of error to a minimum. Presently Frost
gathered up the momentous tickets and delivered them into the hands of
the chairman.
“Four to two against us!” whispered Talbot, as Mr. Smith began to
separate the ballots. A squeeze upon his knee was all the answer Sumner
vouchsafed. An instant after, they were both intently watching the
president, across whose face, bent eagerly over the desk, swept an
expression of astonishment and indignation.
“I think there has been a misunderstanding here,” he said slowly, as he
lifted his eyes to the occupants of the Newbury bench. Newbold returned
his look with a stare of fright and curiosity, but Thorne was gazing out
of the window. “On one ballot ‘Yes’ had been first written and
afterwards changed to ‘No.’ It is possible that I did not make myself
entirely clear. I think we had better take another vote.” And he
repeated once more the conditions of the balloting.
This time all the slips given out were blank. Thorne wrote his, holding
it in front of him in the palm of his hand. Newbold peeped over his
shoulder, uttered an exclamation and snatched at the ballot, but Thorne
repulsed him with a quick uplift of the elbow and dropped the vote in
the hat. The chairman sorted the ballots in feverish haste, his cheeks
dark with gathering wrath. Then, rising to his feet, he darted a furious
glance at Thorne, who met it bravely.
“The protest is not sustained,” he announced with an effort at calmness.
“What is the vote?” asked Frost.
The chairman made unwilling answer, “Five to one.”
Pete’s hand fell with a resounding slap on Sumner’s shoulder. “Five to
one!” he whispered, exultant; “Thorne voted with us! Isn’t he a corker
to do that?”
“Five to one,” repeated Mr. Snyder. “It is too bad it couldn’t have been
unanimous. I should like to say before we separate that this whole
affair seems to me in the highest degree ill-advised and unfortunate.
Unless we respect each other sufficiently to trust in each other’s
honesty and honor, we have no right to be leagued together. To encourage
accusations like these we have heard to-day without incontrovertible
proofs to support them is in itself an act of treachery to the League. I
hope we shall never be compelled to discuss such a question again.”
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