帕齐将霍普金斯雇用66个人打算非法给他投票的阴谋告诉了大家。第二天就是选举议员的日子了，大家决定抓紧时间分头行动。霍普金斯的卑鄙行径会得逞吗？
When Patsy arrived home she called a council of war and related the conversation she had overheard in the dentist's of？ce.
"It isn't a very nice thing to do—listening to a privateconversation，"said the girl，"but when I discovered they were going to play such a trick on Kenneth I couldn't help eavesdropping.""I think you were justi？ed，"declared Mr.Watson，with agrave face；"for this matter is very serious indeed.Tomorrow is election day，and if a toothache hadn't carried you to the dentist's of？ce Kenneth would surely have been defeated.""And we'd never have known how it happened，"declaredUncle John.
"But can the plot be foileda at this late date？"inquired Louise，anxiously.
"I think so，"said Mr.Watson."Dr.Squiers was correct in saying that such a crime was a state's prison offense.Our discovery of it will send both Erastus Hopkins and Dr.Squiers to prison.Probably Mr.Marshall，the manager of the mill，will go with them.""Oh，I don't like that！"exclaimed Patsy.
"Nor do I，"added Kenneth."It would be a sad beginning to my political career to send three such men to prison.I'd like to avoid it，if I can.""Perhaps it may be quietly arranged，"said the lawyer."Ifthey knew you had discovered the false registration of these men，they would never dare vote them.""How would it be to send Mr.Burke，the detective，over to the mill to talk with Mr.Marshall？"suggested Beth.
"That is an excellent plan，and would be very effective in determining the manager to abandon the plot.""I'll go and see Hopkins myself，"announced Uncle John.
"I know how to manage men of his sort."
"Very good，"approved the lawyer，"and I'll see Squiers.""If you do，"said Patsy，"just ask him to sign a papersaying that Lucy Rogers was falsely accused of stealing the ring，and that his mother found it in a vase，where she had forgotten she put it.""I'll do that，"replied Mr.Watson."And I'll get the sixtydollars back that Tom Gates paid him.I'll make it a condition of our agreeing not to prosecutea the man.""It looks as if we were going to win the election，"saidUncle John in a pleased voice."If Hopkins was driven to such methods as stuf？ng ballot—boxes，he must know very well he's defeated.""He acknowledged it to Dr.Squiers."said Patsy，gaily.
"We have eighteen sure majority，and perhaps more.""It's likely to be more，"predicted Uncle John.
"I suppose congratulations are in order，Ken，"said Louise.
"Not yet，cousin，"he replied."Wait until tomorrow night；and then don't congratulate me，but the campaign managers—three of the nicest and cleverest girls in existence！""You're right，my boy，"declared Uncle John."If you pull through and take your seat in the Legislature，you'll owe it allto these girls.""That is true，"smiled the lawyer."Kenneth was badly beaten when you arrived."Of course our girls were very happy at receiving this praise，but more pleased to realize they had actually been of service to their boy friend.They believed that Kenneth would prove a good Representative and carry out his promises to the voters；and if he did，that his political career was assured.
Mr.Burke appeared in the afternoon with a telegram from Dr.Hoyt，the specialist，saying that he would be at Elmwood on the noon train Wednesday.His engagements prevented him from coming any sooner，and in the meantime Mr.Burke advised keeping a close watch on Eliza Parsons，to see that she did not run away.
"I'll attend to that，"said Louise，quickly."Eliza and I arefriends，and I'll take care of her.""Aren't you going to the polls？"asked Patsy.
"No，dear；why should I go？Our work is done now，isn't it？""Well，I'm going to the polls and work for every vote，"declared Patsy."I shan't be happy unless Kenneth gets morethan eighteen majority."When the Hopkins plot was explained to Mr.Burke，the detective readily agreed to go to Fairview and see Mr.Marshall.As no time was to be lost he was sent over in an automobile，and arrived at the mill just before the hour for closing.
The next day being election day the mill was to be closed，and the manager was very busy in his of？ce when Mr.Burke requested to see him.
"You will have to come around Wednesday，"saidMarshall，fussily."I can't attend to you now.""I'm sorry to disturb you，sir，"replied the detective，"but my business won't wait until Wednesday.""What is it about，sir？""About the election.""Then I won't be bothered.The election doesn't interest me，"said Mr.Marshall，turning away.
"Very well，I'll call Wednesday，sir，at the jail."Marshall gave him a quick look.
"Who are you，sir？"he asked.
"John Burke，a detective."
The manager hesitated a moment."Come in，Mr.Burke，"he said.
"I represent the Forbes interests，"said the detective，seating himself in the private office，"and it has come to our notice that Dr.Squiers has permitted sixty—six fraudulentaregistrations to be entered on the books.These sixty—six men are supposed to have been imported by you and are now working at this mill.""This is all nonsense！"protested the manager，growingpale.
"Forty men are sleeping in a near—by barn，and twenty—six in the stock—room of the mill，"added Mr.Burke.
"That isn't criminal，sir."
"No，indeed.The criminal act is their false registration，so far，"said the detective，blandly.
"But mark you，sir；if an attempt is made to vote those men tomorrow，I shall arrest you，as well as Mr.Hopkins and Dr.Squiers.""This is preposterousa，sir！"blustered the manager.
"There will be no attempt made to vote them.""I am quite sure of it，"was the reply."You may thank Mr.Forbes for warning you in time.He wished to save you，and so sent me here.""Oh，he did！"Mr.Marshall was evidently surprised.
"May I ask how you discovered all this？"he added.
