They say
he's as big a crank in medicine as he is in politics.''
``It's all of a piece,'' said Jane, tranquilly. ``He says he
gets his political views from his medicine and his medical ideas
from his politics.''
``Don't you think he's a frightful bounder?''
``Frightful,'' said Jane.
``Fresh, impudent--conceited. And he looks like a prize
fighter.''
``At some angles--yes,'' conceded Jane. ``At others, he's almost
handsome.''
``The other day, when I called at the hospital and they wouldn't
take my name in to you--'' David broke off to vent his
indignation--``Did you ever hear of such impertinence!''
``And you the governor-elect,'' laughed Jane. ``Shall I tell you
what Doctor Charlton said? He said that a governor was simply a
public servant, and anything but a public representative--usually
a public disgrace. He said that a servant's business was
attending to his own job and not hanging round preventing his
fellow servants from attending to their jobs.''
``I knew he had low and vulgar views of public affairs,'' said
David. ``What I started to say was that I saw him talking to you
that day, across the court, and you seemed to be enjoying his
conversation.''
``ENJOYING it? I love it,'' cried Jane. ``He makes me laugh, he
makes me cold with rage, he gives me a different sensation every
time I see him.''
``You LIKE--him?''
``Immensely. And I've never been so interested or so happy in my
life.
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