Satire! Lord help us!' and he shook with laughter and clapped Mallinson in the small of the back.
Mallinson felt the fool that he was intended to look, with the result that his dormant resentment against Drake sprang again into activity.
That resentment became intensified, as the date of the election drew nearer, by an unconfessed jealousy.

They both made speeches, but Mallinson chiefly at the smaller meetings.

And when they stood upon the same platform he was continually forced to compare the difference in the acclamation with which their speeches were severally received.

As a matter of fact, Drake spoke from a fire of conviction, and the conviction not merely burnt through his words, but minted them for him, gave him spontaneously the short homely phrase which sank his meaning into the minds of his hearers.

Mallinson took refuge in a criticism of Drake's speeches from the standpoint of literary polish.