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"I don't see how you two men can be friends," put in Aunt Abby, "when you're both after that same presidency."

"That's the answer!" Eunice laughed. "Alvord is San's greatest friend, because it's going to be an easy thing for Sanford to win the election from him! If there were a more popular candidate in Alvord's place, or a less popular one in Sanford's place, it wouldn't be such a walkover!"

"You--you--" Hendricks looked at Eunice in speechless admiration. The dancing eyes were impudent, the red lips curved scornfully, and she made a daring little moue at him as she readjusted her black lace veil so that a heavy bit of its pattern covered her mouth.

"What do you do that for? Move that darned flower, so I can see you talk!"

She laughed then, and wrinkled her straight little nose until the veil billowed mischievously.

"I wish you'd take that thing off," Hendricks said, irritatedly; "it annoys me."

"And pray, sir, who are you, that I should s.h.i.+eld you from annoyance?

My veil is a necessary part of my costume."

"Necessary nothing! Take it off, I tell you!"

"Merry Christmas!" and Eunice gave him such a scornful shrug of her furred shoulders that Hendricks laughed out, in sheer enjoyment of her audacity.

"Tell me about the Merediths, and I'll take off the offending veil,"

she urged, looking at him very coaxingly.

"All right; off with it."

Slowly, and with careful deliberation, Eunice unpinned her veil, took it off and folded it in a small, compact parcel. This she put in her handbag, and then, with an adorable smile, said: "Now!"

"You beautiful idiot," and Hendricks devoured her with his eyes. "All I can tell you about the Merediths is, that I don't know anything about their stand on the election."

"What do you guess, a.s.sume, surmise, imagine or predict?" she teased, still fascinating him with her magnetic charm.

"Well, I think this: they're a little too old-timey to take up all my projects. But, on the other hand, they're far from willing to subscribe to your husband's views. They do not approve of the Sunday-school atmosphere he wants to bring about, nor do they shut their eyes to the fact that the younger element must be considered."

"Younger element! Do you call Sanford old?"

"No; he's only twenty-eight this minute. But there are a lot of new members even younger than that strange as it may seem! These boys want gayety--yea, even unto the scorned movies and the hilarious prize-fights--and as they are scions of the wealthy and aristocratic families of our little old town, I think we should consider them. And, since you insist on knowing, it is my firm belief, conviction and--I'm willing to add--my hope that the great and influential Meredith brothers agree with me! So there now, Madam Sanford Embury!"

"Thank you, Alvord; you're clear, at least. Do you think I could persuade them to come over to Sanford's side?"

"I think you could persuade the statue of Jupiter Ammon to climb down from his pedestal and take you to Coney Island, if you looked at him like that! But I also think that friend husband will not consent to your electioneering for him. It isn't done, my dear Eunice."

"As if I cared what is 'done' and what isn't, if I want to help Sanford."

"Go ahead, then, fair lady; but remember that Sanford Embury stands for the conservative element in our club, and anything you might try to do by virtue of your blandishments or fascinations would be frowned upon and would react against your cause instead of for it. If I might suggest, my supporters, the younger set, the--well--the gayer set, would more readily respond to such a plan. Why don't you electioneer for me?"

Eunice disdained to reply, and Aunt Abby broke into the discussion by exclaiming: "Oh, Alvord, here comes Mr. Mortimer, and he has Mr. Hanlon with him!"

Sure enough the two heroes of the day were walking toward the Hendricks car, which, still standing near the scene of Hanlon's triumph, awaited a good chance for a getaway.

"I wonder if you ladies wouldn't like to meet this marvel," began Mr.

Mortimer, genially, and Aunt Abby's delight was convincing, indeed.

Eunice, too, greeted Mr. Hanlon cordially, and Hendricks held out a welcoming hand.

"Tell us how you did it," he said, smiling into the intelligent face of the mysterious "mind-reader."

"You saw," he returned, simply, with a slight gesture of out-turned palms, as if to disavow any secrets.

"Yes, I saw," said Hendricks, "but with me, seeing is not believing."

"Don't listen, Hanlon," Mr. Mortimer said, smiling a little resentfully. "That sort of talk would go before the test, but not now.

What do you mean, Hendricks, by not believing? Do you suspect me of complicity?"

"I do not, Mortimer. I believe you have been taken in with the rest, by a very clever trick." He looked sharply at Hanlon, who returned his gaze serenely. "I believe this young man is unusually apt as a trickster, and I believe he hoodwinked the whole community. The fact that I cannot comprehend, or even guess how he did it, in no way disturbs my conviction that he did do it by trickery. I will change this opinion, however, if Mr. Hanlon will look me in the eye and a.s.sure me, on his honor, that he found the penknife by no other means or with no other influence to guide him than Mr. Mortimer's will-power."

"I am not on trial," he said. "I am not called upon to prove or disprove anything. I promised to perform a feat and I have done so.

It was not nominated in the bond that I should defend my honor by a.s.severations."

"Begging the question," laughed Hendricks, but Mr. Mortimer said: "Not at all. Hanlon is right. If he has any secret means of guidance, it is up to us to discover it. But I hold that he cannot have, or it would have been discovered by some of the eager observers. We had thousands looking on to-day. There must have been some one clever enough to suspect the deceit, if deceit there were."

"Thank you, Mr. Mortimer," Hanlon spoke quietly. "I made no mystery of my performance; I had no confederate, no paraphernalia. All there was to see could be seen by all. You willed me; I followed your will.

That is all."

The simple manner and pleasant demeanor of the young man greatly attracted Eunice, who smiled at him kindly.

"I came here very sceptical," she admitted; "and even now I can't feel entirely convinced--"

"Well, I can!" declared Aunt Abby. "I am willing to own it, too. These people who really believe in your sincerity, Mr. Hanlon, and refuse to confess it, make me mad! I wish you'd give an exhibition in New York."

"I'm sorry to disappoint you, madam, but this is my last performance."

"Good gracious why?" Aunt Abby looked curiously at him.

"I have good reasons," Hanlon smiled. "You may learn them later, if you care to."

"I do. How can I learn them?"

"Read the Newark Free Press next Monday."

"Oh!" and Eunice had an inspiration--a premonition of the truth. "May I speak to you alone a minute, Mr. Hanlon?"

She got out of the car and walked a few steps with the young man, who politely accompanied her.

They paused a short distance away, and held a brief but animated conversation. Eunice laughed gleefully, and it was plain to be seen her charming smiles played havoc with Hanlon's reserved demeanor. Soon he was willingly agreeing to something she was proposing and finally they shook hands on it.

They returned to the car; he a.s.sisted Eunice in, and then he told Mr.

Mortimer they had stayed as long as was permissible and were being eagerly called back to the committee in charge of the day's programme.

"That's so," said Mortimer. "I begged off for a few minutes. Good-by, all." He raised his hat and hurried away after Hanlon.

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