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The huge convention-hall still rang with the thunders of applause, andmost of the delegates were on their feet shouting or waving their hats,when Harley slipped from his desk and made his way quietly to the littleside-door leading from the stage. It was all over now but the noise;after a long and desperate fight Grayson, a young lawyer, with littlemore than a local reputation, had been nominated by his party for thePresidency of the United States, and Harley, alert, eager, and fond ofdramatic effects, intended to be the first who should tell him thesurprising fact.
He paused a moment, with his hand on the door, and, looking out upon thehall with its multitude of hot, excited faces, ran quickly over theevents of the last three or four days. Ten thousand people had satthere, hour after hour, waiting for the result, and now the result hadcome. The rival parties had entered their