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Updated: May 10, 2025
But when he was led up and introduced at that table, when he shook the old premier's hand on the floor of the House of Commons, when he heard the honourable member for Barchester alluded to in grave debate as the greatest living authority on railway matters, then, indeed, he felt that he had achieved something. And now this cup was ravished from his lips, almost before it was tasted.
The second son of the Duke of Devizes, the Premier's closest friend, the man who can practically dictate the Birthday Honours. If James and Lord Percy can only form a close friendship, our battle will be as good as won. It will mean everything. Lady Corstorphine has promised to arrange a meeting. In the meantime, I will speak to James and warn him to be more careful." Mr.
The two statesmen exchanged a quick glance and the Premier's shaggy eyebrows gathered in a frown. "Mr. Holmes, the envelope is a long, thin one of pale blue colour. There is a seal of red wax stamped with a crouching lion. It is addressed in large, bold handwriting to "
The elder men gathered round Puttock and Jewell, and listened to a demonstration that the Premier's public life was at an end; the younger rallied Coxon, whose premature stateliness sometimes invited this treatment, dubbing him "Kingmaker Coxon," and hilariously repudiating the idea that he did not enjoy the title.
True! But the risk can only involve life, and life is immaterial when weighed in the balance against Honour. By the way, Marquis, permit me to return to you this valuable gem"; Here drawing off the Premier's sapphire signet, he handed it to him "Almost I envy it! It is a fine stone! and worthy of its high service!"
The group of people passed on, amid inquiries who Benham was, and conjectures as to the cause of the Premier's anger. "Now what in the world," asked Sir John, fitting his pince-nez more securely on his nose, "do you make of that, Miss Derosne?" Sir John thought that he was addressing an indifferent spectator, and Alicia's manner did not undeceive him. "How should I know, Sir John?
This secretary, Eugene Silvano by name, was a quiet self-contained young man, highly ambitious, and keenly interested in the political situation, and, though in the Premier's service, not altogether of his way of thinking. He called the Marquis's attention now to a letter that had missed careful reading on the previous day.
Not that we'll get anything out of him he doesn't want to tell. His legal instincts are too strong. But there's no doubt he can throw light on one or two obscure points in young Beresford's letter. Ah, here he is!" The two men rose to greet the new-comer. A half whimsical thought flashed across the Premier's mind. "My successor, perhaps!" "We've had a letter from young Beresford," said Mr.
They sat side by side upon our paper-littered settee, and it was easy to see from their worn and anxious faces that it was business of the most pressing importance which had brought them. The Premier's thin, blue-veined hands were clasped tightly over the ivory head of his umbrella, and his gaunt, ascetic face looked gloomily from Holmes to me.
"Well, thank God, he's not dead anyway," he gasped at last. "But I fancy," murmured Mr. Driggs, "that he is dead to the cause!" "Make a speech, Pearl," cried one of the company. "Mr. Neelands would like to hear you do that one of the Premier's, when he laid the cornerstone, about 'the generations yet unborn. Go on, Pearl, that's a good one!"
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