"I don't play baby.

Not me." Peter stood thinking for a longer time than the others found comfortable.

Maguire whistled to prove that he was quite at ease, but he would not have whistled if he had been.
"I think, Mr.Kennedy, that I'll save you from the difficulty by nominating Mr.Porter myself," said Peter finally.
"Good!" said Maguire; and Kennedy, reaching down into his hip pocket, produced a version of the holy text not yet included in any bibliography.

Evidently the atmosphere was easier.

"About your speech, Mr.Stirling ?" continued the Senator.
"I shall say what I think right." Something in Peter's voice made Maguire say: "It will be of the usual kind, of course ?" "I don't know," said Peter, "I shall tell the facts." "What sort of facts ?" "I shall tell how it is that a delegate of the sixth ward nominates Porter." "And that is ?" "I don't see," said Peter, "why I need say it.