'You ought really to have a gentleman of property in the country,'
said Lord Chiltern, in a self-deprecating tone. His father's acres
lay elsewhere.
'It should be someone who has a real stake in the country,'
replied Mr Spooner,--'whom the farmers can respect. Glomax
understood hunting no doubt, but the farmers didn't care for him.
If you don't have the farmers with you, you can't have hunting.'
Then he filled a glass of port.
'If you don't approve of Glomax, what do you think of a man like
Major Tifto?' asked Mr Maule.
'That was in the Runnymede,' said Spooner contemptuously.
'Who is Major Tifto?' asked Lord Chiltern.
'He is the man,' said Silverbridge boldly, 'who owned Prime
Minister with me, when he didn't win the Leger last September.'
'There was a deuce of a row,' said Maule. Then Mr Spooner, who read
his 'Bell's Life' and 'Field' very religiously, and who never
missed an article in 'Bayley's', proceeded to give them an account
of everything that had taken place in the Runnymede Hunt. It
mattered but little that he was wrong in all his details.
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