' From which it was evident that
Silverbridge had not told all.
CHAPTER 75
The Major's Story
By the end of March Isabel was in Paris, whither she had forbidden
her lover to follow her. Silverbridge was therefore reduced to the
shifts of a bachelor's life, in which his friends seemed to think
that he ought now to take special delight. Perhaps he did not take
much delight in them. He was no doubt impatient to commence that
steady married life for which he had prepared himself. But
nevertheless, just at present, he lived a good deal at the
Beargarden. Where was he to live? The Boncassens were in Paris,
his sister was at Matching with a houseful of other Pallisers, and
his father was again deep in politics.
Of course he was much in the House of Commons, but that also was
stupid. Indeed everything would be stupid till Isabel came back.
Perhaps dinner was more comfortable at the club than at the House.
And then, as everybody knew, it was a good thing to change the
scene. Therefore he dined at the club, and though he would keep
his hansom and go down to the House again in the course of the
evening, he spent many long hours at the Beargarden.
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