"What did Grist see?"

"HACKS! Hacks drivin' up to Beasley's house--a whomle lot of 'em. Gristwas down the street a piece, and it was pretty unlit, but he could seethe lamps and hear the doors slam as the people got out. Besides, thewhole place is lit up from cellar to attic. Grist come on to my houseand told me about it, and I begun usin' the telephone; called up all themen that C0UNT in the party--found most of 'em at home, too. I ast 'emif they was invited to this ball to-night; and not a one of 'em was.THEY'RE only in politics; they ain't high S0CIETY enough to be ast toMr. Beasley's dancin'-parties! But I W0ULD 'a' thougnt he'd let Y0Uin--ANYWAYS fer the second table!" Mr. Peck shrilled out his acrid andexultant chuckle again. "I got these fellers from the quite recentspapers, and allI want is to git this here ball in print to-morrow, and see what theboys that do the work at the primaries have to say about it--and whattheir WIVES'll say about the man that's too high-toned to have 'em inhis house. I'll bet Beasley thought he was goin' to keep these doin'squiet; afraid the farmers might not believe he's jest the plain man hesets up to be--afraid that folks like you that ain't invited might turnagainst him. I'LL fool him! We're goin' to see what there is to see, andI'm goin' to have these boys from the quite recentspapers write a full account ofit. If you want to come along, I expect it'll do you a power o' good."