"We've been making history," he agreed. "How's your friend?"
"She has no fever at all. It was only a scratch. She will be down to
breakfast in a minute."
"Good. She must be a thoroughbred to come running down into the bullets for
a stranger she has never seen."
"She is. You'll like Laska."
"I'm glad she saved Sam from being made a colander. I can't help liking
him, though he doesn't approve of me very much."
"I suppose not."
"He is friendly, too." Ridgway laughed as he recalled their battle over who
should be the nominee. "But his conscience rules him. It's a free and
liberal conscience, generally speaking--nothing Puritan about it, but a
distinctive product of the West. Yet, he would not have me for senator at
any price."
"Why?"
"Didn't think I was fit to represent the people; said if I went in, it
would be to use the office for my personal profit."
"Wasn't he right?"
"More or less. If I were elected, I would build up my machine, of course,
but I would see the people got a show, too."
She nodded agreement. "I don't think you would make a bad senator.
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