All away."
Both the local papers published the speech in full the
following day. "If there's anything in Manchester or
Birmingham that Mr Lorne Murchison would like," commented
the Mercury editorially, "we understand he has only to
call for it."
CHAPTER XXX
The Milburns' doorbell rang very early the morning of
the election. The family and Alfred Hesketh were just
sitting down to breakfast. Mr Hesketh was again the guest
of the house. He had taken a run out to Vancouver with
Mr Milburn's partner, who had gone to settle a point or
two in connection with the establishment of a branch
there. The points had been settled and Hesketh, having
learned more than ever, had returned to Elgin.
The maid came back into the room with a conscious air,
and said something in a low voice to Dora, who flushed
and frowned a little, and asked to be excused. As she
left the room a glance of intelligence passed between
her and her mother. While Miss Milburn was generally
thought to be "most like" her father both in appearance
and disposition, there were points upon which she could
count on an excellent understanding with her other parent.
"Oh, Lorne," she said, having carefully closed the
drawing-room door, "what in the world have you come here
for? Today of all days! Did anybody see you?"
The young man, standing tall and broad-shouldered before
the mantelpiece, had yet a look of expecting reproach.
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