'Of course it is late now to
say anything further about that address. We have arranged that.
Not quite as I would have wished, for I had set my heart upon
initiating you into the rapturous pleasure of parliamentary
debate. But I hope that a good time is coming. And pray remember
this, Lord Silverbridge;--there is no member sitting on our side of
the House, and I need hardly say on the other, whom I would go
farther to oblige than your father's son.'
'I'm sure that's very kind,' said Silverbridge, absolutely using a
little force as he disengaged himself. Then at once he followed
the ladies upstairs passing the poet on the stairs. 'You have
hardly spoken to me,' he whispered to Isabel. He knew that to
whisper to her now, with the eyes of so many upon him, with the
ears of many open, was an absurdity; but he could not refrain
himself.
'There are so many to be,--entertained, as people say! I don't
think I ought to have to entertain you,' she answered, laughing.
No one heard her but Silverbridge, yet she did not seem to
whisper. She left him, however, at once, and was soon engaged in
conversation with Sir Timothy.
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