nquire into it; perhaps (oh! how happy it would make me)
I may be able to reconcile you; if you knew--if you could but guess half
of the noble and lofty character of Reginald Glanville, you would suffer
no petty difference to divide you."

"It is no petty difference," said I, rising, "nor am I permitted to
mention the cause. Meanwhile, may God bless you, dearest Lady Roseville,
and preserve that kind and generous heart from worse pangs than those of
disappointed ambition, or betrayed trust."

Lady Roseville looked down--her bosom heaved violently; she felt the
meaning of my words. I left her and St. J--'s Square. I returned home to
court sleep as vainly as the monarch in the tragedy, and exclaim as idly
as the peasant in the farce, "Oh! that there were no House of Commons in
the world!"

CHAPTER LXXII.

Good Mr. Knave, give me my due, I like a tart as well as you; But I
would starve on good roast beef, Ere I would look so like a thief.--The
Queen of Hearts.

Nune vino pellite curas; Cras ingens iterabimus aequor. Horace.

The next morning I received a note from Guloseton, asking me to dine
with him at eight, to meet his chevreuil. I sent back an answer in the
affirmative, and then gave myself wholly up to considering what was the
best line of conduct to pursue with regard to Lord Dawton. "It would be
pleasant enough," said Anger, "to go to him, to ask him boldly for
the borough so often pledged to you, and in case of his refusal, to
confront, to taunt, and to break with him."

"True," replied that more homely and less stage effect arguer, which
we term Knowledge of the world; "but this would be neither useful nor
dignified--common sense never quarrels with any one. Call upon Lord
Dawton, if you will--ask him for his promise, with your second best
smile, and receive his excuses with your very best. Then do as you
please--break with him or not--you can do either with grace and quiet;
never make a scene about any thing--reproach and anger always do make
a scene." "Very true," said I, in answer to the latter suggestion--and
having made up my mind, I repaired a quarter before three to Lord
Dawton's House.

"Ah, Pelham," said the little minister; "delighted to see you look so
much the better from the country air; you will stay in town now, I hope,
till the end of the season?"

"Certainly," my lord, "or, at all events, till the prorogation of
parliament; how, indeed, could I do otherwise with your lordship's k