"I say, Bob, there’ll be a splendid rag to-morrow," he said on rejoining his friend. "There’s a meeting of parliamentary electors at the new Literary Institute—a final kick before the election on Saturday.  Old Noakes is in the chair: he’s a pacifist, you remember, and the bill gives short notice that the meeting will be addressed by——" (He mentioned the name of a notorious agitator.)  "We’ll go.  Ask a few questions, perhaps."