"Set there and see if you can't absorb a little of the white and
blue into your system, along with the red that's already there," counseled
the patriot. "You're going to hear some man-talk in a little while, and I
hope 'twill do you good!"
A man in the audience rose to his feet when Lanigan marched back to the
front of the rostrum.
"I am a voter here, yet I was born in another country. Will you allow me
to ask a question, Commander Lanigan?"
"Sure! But let's start even on names. What's yours?"
"Otto Weisner!"
Lanigan made a grimace. "But even at that I'm going to keep my word and I
call on all present to back me up."
"See here!" bawled a voice from a far corner. "Let that Hun wait! How
about your word to us in another matter? Where's the mayor of Marion?"
"The mayor of Marion is on his way to this hall!" The soldier's face was
set into a grim expression and deep ridges lined his jaws. "I gave you all
once tonight his word to me that he'd stand up for us on Capitol Hill,
whatever it is they're trying to put over. I got the hoot from you when I
said it. You wouldn't take my word and I just told him so. Now he's coming
down here for himself! I say it.
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