"I want to thank you for asking me in to-night, Lloyd," said The
Don. His voice was quiet and his fine eyes were lustrous with light.
"That man ought to be in Parliament. I shall see that country soon,
I hope. What a master he is! What a grasp! What handling of facts!
There's a great Canadian, I say, and he ought to be in Parliament."

The men gathered round, for the great 'Varsity half back was well
known and well liked in that company; but they all knew him as one
of the gay 'Varsity set, and some of the older men knew, too, that
in his early college career were passages that neither he nor his
friends cared to remember. Hence all of them, but especially Shock,
whom he loved, and Lloyd, whom he greatly admired, listened with
surprise to The Don's enthusiastic words, for they both had stood
beside him in those dark days, and had played toward him the
brother's part. The men waited in silence for Lloyd's reply. They
knew him to be by far the strongest man in the college, the readiest
in debate, as well as the most popular in the pulpit; but, with the
sure instinct of college men, they had come to recognise his
ambitious spirit, and, indeed, to be more influenced by it than they
would have cared to acknowledge.

"Yes," said Lloyd, "it was certainly a statesman-like address. It
contained all the elements of a great speech. But he--of course--
well--he sees only one thing--The West."

"That's right," said little Brown, who had come in at Shock's
earnest invitation, and because he was anxious to hear about the new
country from one who was coming to be recognised as an authority,
"he sees one thing sure enough. I say, what a drummer he'd make!
Talk like that is worth