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At the corner he looked down the street and saw the red flag still swelling in the wind. A man spoke to him; the face was familiar, but he could not recall the name, until after a few congratulatory words about his political prospects, he remembered, with a start, that he was talking to Major Leary.
"You may count on a clean sweep of votes, Mr. Smith -- there's no doubt of it," said the Major, beaming with his amiable fiery face.