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I really wonder that I am sitting here with you, as though prepared to forgive you. Do you know that I have written you three times asking you to come to tea?" He turned a very white face upon her. "Won't you understand," he said, "that I have been engrossed in a work which would admit of no distractions? "You could find time to go down to Medchester, and make speeches for your friend Mr.
If only people would take that for granted and go on to something worth while." "Are things any better in Medchester just now?" she asked. "On the surface, yes, but on the surface only. More factories are running half-time, but after all what does that mean? It's slow starvation. A man can't live and keep a family on fifteen shillings a week, even if his wife earns a little.
I'm here as a Liberal, and Sir Henry himself struck out my proposed question and motion. I must go with the Party." "You know quite well," Brooks said, "that you are within your rights in keeping the pledges you made to the mass meeting at Medchester." Henslow shook his head. "It would be no good," he declared. "I've sounded lots of men about it. I myself have not changed.
"Do you mind?" "Not much. I am no party politician. I want to see Medchester represented by a man who will go there with a sense of political proportion, and I don't care whether he calls himself Liberal, or Radical, or Conservative, or Unionist." "Please explain what you mean by that," she begged. "Why, yes.
"You will bring your girls again, I hope?" he asked. "They will come I have no doubt," she answered. "So will I if I am in Medchester." "You are going away?" "I hope so," she answered. "I am not quite sure." "Not for good?" Possibly." "Won't you tell me about it?" he asked. "Well I don't know!" She hesitated for a moment. "I will tell you if you like," she said, doubtfully.
"My silly old directors, as you call 'em," he answered, "may not be exactly up to your idea of refinement, but I wouldn't call 'em names if I were you. They've made me one of the richest men in Medchester." "A lot we get out of it," Louise grunted, discontentedly. "You get as much as you deserve," Mr. Bullsom retorted. "Besides, you're so plaguing impatient.
On the evening of this particular visit he found Sybil alone in a recess of the drawing-room with a newspaper in her hand. She greeted him with obvious pleasure. "Do come and tell me about things, Mr. Brooks," she begged. "I have been reading the local paper. Is it true that there are actually people starving in Medchester?" "There is a great deal of distress," he admitted, gravely.
Brooks shook his head. "No! I have heard nothing." "Poor old Mr. Wensome went out all that way purposely to see him. He was kept waiting an hour, and then when he explained his errand the Marquis laughed at him. 'My dear fellow, he said, 'the poor people of Medchester do not interest me in the least.
Selina's languishing glance was intercepted by one of her admirers from the barracks, as she had intended it to be. Brooks went off to play his shot and returned smiling. "I am only too happy that you should feel so," he declared. "Your father was very kind to me." "Isn't it almost a pity that you didn't stay in Medchester, Mr. Brooks?" Selina remarked, with a faint note of patronage in her tone.
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