There was a loud response.
"Contrary minded, 'No.'"
A faint "No!" issued from Harry, and provoked a laugh.
"It is a vote."
Then they all jumped up, crowded round Harry, and shook hands with him and slapped him on the back. He could not help feeling gratified at such a demonstration of affection. And they all told him how right it was that he should have the place. He would simply be following in his brother Clark's footsteps. They told him that they guessed it ran in the family to be popular. Their satisfaction was so convincing and genuine that he could not feel really unhappy at having the honor thrust upon him.
The Crown discussed plans of campaign until the quarter-bell, sounding for the Sunday afternoon sacred studies, summoned them from their retreat. By that time each member had in his pocket a list of six boys whom he had promised to interview, and if possible persuade. As the meeting for election was not to be held
