"No! Certainly not!" the Vice-Warden eagerly explained. "Merely an Emperor, you understand."
"An Emperor!" cried the astonished Professor, holding his head between his hands, as if he expected it to come to pieces with the shock. "What will the Warden——"
"Why, the Warden will most likely be the new Emperor!" my Lady explained. "Where could we find a better? Unless, perhaps——" she glanced at her husband.
"Where indeed!" the Professor fervently responded, quite failing to take the hint.
The Vice-Warden resumed the thread of his discourse. "The reason I mentioned it, Professor, was to ask you to be so kind as to preside at the Election. You see it would make the thing respectable——no suspicion of anything underhand——"
" I fear I ca'n't, your Excellency!" the old man faltered. “ What will the Warden——"
"True, true!" the Vice- Warden interrupted. "Your position, as Court-Professor, makes it awkward, I admit. Well, well! Then the Election shall be held without you."
