' He had been driven to further anger by this
reference to one man whom he respected and to another whom he
despised.
'Don't say that, sir.'
'What am I to say?'
'Let him be an attache, or something of that sort.'
'Do you believe it possible that he should pass any examination? I
think that my children between them will bring me to my grave. You
had better go now. I suppose you will want to be--at the races
again?' Then the young man crept out of the room, and going to
his own part of the house shut himself up alone for nearly an
hour. What had he better do to give his father some comfort?
Should he abandon racing altogether, sell his share of Prime
Minister and Coalition, and go in hard and strong for committees,
debates, and divisions? Should he get rid of his drag, and resolve
to read up on Parliamentary literature? He was resolved upon one
thing at any rate. He would not go to the Oaks that day. And then
he was resolved on another thing. He would call on Lady Mab Grex
and ask her advice. He felt so disconsolate and insufficient for
himself that he wanted advice from someone whom he could trust.
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