Captain Jim had never heard of Oliver Wendell Holmes , but he evidently agreed with that writer 's dictum that `` big heart never liked little cream pot . '' `` We met an odd-looking personage coming out of your lane , '' said Gilbert as they sipped . `` Who was he ? '' Captain Jim grinned . `` That 's Marshall Elliott -- a mighty fine man with jest one streak of foolishness in him . I s ` pose you wondered what his object was in turning himself into a sort of dime museum freak . '' `` Is he a modern Nazarite or a Hebrew prophet left over from olden times ? '' asked Anne . `` Neither of them . It 's politics that 's at the bottom of his freak . All those Elliotts and Crawfords and MacAllisters are dyed-in-the-wool politicians . They 're born Grit or Tory , as the case may be , and they live Grit or Tory , and they die Grit or Tory ; and what they 're going to do in heaven , where there 's probably no politics , is more than I can fathom . This Marshall Elliott was born a Grit . I 'm a Grit myself in moderation , but there 's no moderation about Marshall . Fifteen years ago there was a specially bitter general election . Marshall fought for his party tooth and nail . He was dead sure the Liberals would win -- so sure that he got up at a public meeting and vowed that he would n't shave his face or cut his hair until the Grits were in power . Well , they did n't go in -- and they 've never got in yet -- and you saw the result today for yourselves . Marshall stuck to his word . '' `` What does his wife think of it ? ''
asked XXXXX .
Anne Elliott Elliotts Gilbert Holmes Jim Liberals Marshall Nazarite Tory