Thirteen hundred and seventy majority." And then there burst out wild cheers and the crowd broke into a myriad little waves like a choppy sea.

Men danced and shouted and clapped each other on the back, and the tall facade of the street opposite the hall was a-flutter.
Suddenly the white patch leaped into an illumination proclaiming the figures.
Savelli--6,135.
Finn--4,765.
Again the wild cheering rose, and then the great double windows in the centre of the first floor of the Town Hall were flung open and Paul, surrounded by the mayor and officials, appeared.
Paul gripped the iron hand-rail and looked down upon the tumultuous scene, his ears deafened by the roar, his eyes dazed by the conflicting lights and the million swift reflections from moving faces and arms and hats and handkerchiefs.

The man is not born who can receive unmoved a frenzied public ovation.

A lump rose in his throat.

After all, this delirium of joy was sincere.