She held out her hand.
"Come, you have no right here," she declared. "You are not even a
Member of Parliament." He laughed.
"What about you?"
"Oh, I am an inspiration!"
"I don't believe," he said, "that you realize in the least what is going
to happen."
"I do!" she answered. "I am going to make you relieve Lord Hennibul,
and take me to have an ice."
They moved off together. Hennibul stood looking after them for a
moment. Then he sighed and turned slowly away.
"If it's Arranmore," he said to himself, "why on earth doesn't he marry
her?"
Lady Caroom was more silent than usual. She complained of a headache,
and Brooks persuaded her to take champagne instead of the ice.
"What is the matter with you to-night?" she asked, looking at him
thoughtfully. "You look like a boy--with a dash of the bridegroom."
He laughed joyously.
"You should read the evening papers--you would understand a little the
practical effect of our new Tariff Bill. Mills in Yorkshire and
Lancashire are being opened that have been shut down for years; in
Medchester, Northampton, and the boot-centres the unemployed are being
swept into the factories.
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