"I do not."

"You'll allow that I do?"

"You seem to, if that's what you call this sort of business that has
been going on here to-day."

"Bub, look at the thing from my standpoint for just one moment. I'll
consider it from yours, too--you needn't worry. I want you to be
something in this world besides a lumber-jack. You've got the right
stuff in you. I tried argument with you. You'll have to own up that I
did. It didn't work--now, did it?"

"I told you I didn't want to get into politics. I don't want to get in.
I don't like the company."

"Politics is all right, Harlan, when the right men are in. You are the
kind the people are calling for these days. You're clean, straight,
open-minded, and--"

"Clean and straight! And the people are calling for me!" The young man
broke in wrathfully. "You say that to me after the sort of a caucus you
sprung to-day? If that's what you consider a call from the people, I
don't want to be called that way."

"It was a call, but it had to be _shaded_ by _politics_ a little,"
returned the Duke, serenely.

"If a good man is going into politics, he can go in square."