ay telegraph to him when I leave this."

His Lordship shook his head dubiously, and said, "You forget that I have
colleagues, Dunn."

"I remember it well, my Lord, and I only asked for your own individual
pledge. The fact is, my Lord, the Jews throughout the world
have attached an immense importance to this question; and if
Glumthal--confidentially, of course--be made the depositary of
the secret, it will raise him vastly in the estimation of his
co-religionists."

"Let us see if the thing can be done. Is it practicable, and how?" "Oh,
as to that, my Lord, modern legislation is carried on pretty much like a
mercantile concern; you advertise your want, and it is supplied at once.
Ask the newspapers. 'How are we to admit the Jews?' and you 'll get your
answer as regularly as though it were a question of sport addressed to
'Bell's Life.'"

"Candor being the order of the day, what does Mr. Davenport Dunn want
for himself?"

"I am coming to him, my Lord, but not just yet."

"Why, really, Dunn, except that we turn Colonel Blood in your behalf,
and steal the crown for you, I don't see what more we can do."

"It is a mere trifle in point of patronage, my Lord, though, in my
ignorance of such matters, it may be, possibly, not without difficulty,"
said Dunn; and, for the first time, his manner betrayed a sign of
embarrassment "The Earl of Glengariff has an only unmarried daughter,
a lady of great personal attractions, and remarkably gifted in point
of ability; one of those persons, in short, on whom Nature has set the
stamp of high birth, and fitted to be the ornament of a Court."

"But we are all married in the Cabinet. Even the Treasury Lords have got
wives," said Lord Jedburg, laughing, and enjoying the discomfiture of
Dunn's face even more than his own jest.

"I am aware of it, my Lord," replied Dunn, with inflexible gravity; "my
ambitious hopes did not aspire so highly. What I was about to entreat
was your Lordship's assistance to have the lady I have mentioned
appointed to a situation in the household,--one of her Majesty's
ladies--"

"Impossible! perfectly impossible, Dunn!" said the Minister, flinging
away his cigar in impatient anger; "really, you seem to have neither
measure nor moderation in your demands. Such an interference on my part,
if I were mad enough to attempt it, would meet a prompt rebuke."

"If your Lordship's patience had permitted me to finish, you would have
heard that what I proposed was n