And Philip clasping both her hands in his, and looking down into her eyes, which drank in all his tenderness with the thirst of a true woman’s nature—­

“Oh!  Philip, come out here,” shouted young Eli, throwing the door wide open.

And Ruth escaped away to her room, her heart singing again, and now as if it would burst for joy, “Philip has come.”

That night Philip received a dispatch from Harry—­“The trial begins tomorrow.”

CHAPTER, LI

December 18—­, found Washington Hawkins and Col.  Sellers once more at the capitol of the nation, standing guard over the University bill.  The former gentleman was despondent, the latter hopeful.  Washington’s distress of mind was chiefly on Laura’s account.  The court would soon sit to try her, case, he said, and consequently a great deal of ready money would be needed in the engineering of it.  The University bill was sure to pass this, time, and that would make money plenty, but might not the, help come too late?  Congress had only just assembled, and delays were to be feared.

“Well,” said the Colonel, “I don’t know but you are more or less right, there.  Now let’s figure up a little on, the preliminaries.  I think Congress always tries to do as near right as it can, according to its lights.  A man can’t ask any fairer, than that.  The first preliminary it always starts out on, is, to clean itself, so to speak.  It will arraign two or three dozen of its members, or maybe four or five dozen, for taking bribes to vote for this and that and the other bill last winter.”

“It goes up into the dozens, does it?”

“Well, yes; in a free country likes ours, where any man can run for Congress and anybody can vote for him, you can’t expect immortal purity all the time—­it ain’t in nature.  Sixty or eighty or a hundred and fifty people are bound to get in who are not angels in disguise, as young Hicks the correspondent says; but still it is a very good average; very good indeed.  As long as it averages as well as that, I think we can feel very well satisfied.  Even in these days, when people growl so much and the newspapers are so out of patience, there is still a very respectable minority of honest men in Congress.”

“Why a respectable minority of honest men can’t do any good, Colonel.”

“Oh, yes it can, too”

“Why, how?”

“Oh, in many ways, many ways.”

“But what are the ways?”

“Well—­I don’t know—­it is a question that requires time; a body can’t answer every question right off-hand.  But it does do good.  I am satisfied of that.”

“All right, then; grant that it does good; go on with the preliminaries.”

“That is what I am coming to.  First, as I said, they will try a lot of members for taking money for votes.  That will take four weeks.”

“Yes, that’s like last year; and it is a sheer waste of the time for which the nation pays those men to work—­that is what that is.  And it pinches when a body’s got a bill waiting.”