That's the advice part. The help
will come when I've got a few things straightened out a little more."
"The convention is less than three weeks off. What's your plan? I want
to know it now."
"Well, you won't."
"Do you think for a moment that I, the chairman of the Republican State
Committee, am going into a convention with blinders on?"
"You can go in any way you want to," retorted the Duke, calmly. "But
that's all you're going to hear from me to-day, Luke. Faith without
works is no good. You furnish the faith, and I'll furnish the works."
"I never heard of any such devilish campaign management as this,"
grumbled the chairman. "You're talking to me as though I didn't know any
more politics than a village hog-reeve."
"Well, I'm the doctor in this case, providing I'm called," said the old
man. "Just now I'm feeling of the pulse and making the diagnosis, and am
getting ready to prescribe the dose. I'll call you into consultation,
Luke, when the right time comes, and I'll guarantee that nothing will
leak out to wound your pride or your political reputation.
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