Premise: They have always lined up in clearly divided camps of Liberal and Conservative , and now they are torn from their moorings -- I know I 'm mixing my metaphors dreadfully -- and set hopelessly adrift .<br>It will kill some of those old Grits to vote for Sir Robert Borden 's side -- and yet they have to because they believe the time has come when we must have conscription .<br>And some poor Conservatives who are against conscription must vote for Laurier , who always has been anathema to them .<br>Some of them are taking it terribly hard .
Hypothesis: they have never lined up