LAURA. I'm not easily startled any more. I'm getting quite used to
meeting revolutionists.

JACK. You don't call them revolutionists that you meet at the
settlement, I hope?

LAURA. No; but all sorts of people come there.

JULIA. By the way, Jack 'phoned me this afternoon, and said he'd
invited a friend here. I hope you don't mind.

LAURA. Why, no; not at all. Is it one of your Russian friends?

JACK. Oh, no; he's an American. His name is Montague. I was just
starting to tell Julia about him when you came in.

LAURA. Go ahead.

JACK. It was quite an adventure. I don't know that I've ever had one
that was more exciting. And I've had quite some, you know.

LAURA. Yes; I've been told so.

JACK. It was last election day, in a polling place on the Bowery. I
was a watcher for the Socialists, and this Montague was one of the
watchers for the reform crowd. The other one was drunk, and so he had
the work all to himself. It was in the heart of Leary's district, and
the crowd there was a tough one, I can tell you. It was a close
election.