Eustace Marchmont: A friend of the peopleEverett-Green, Evelyn
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Eustace Marchmont: A friend of the people
Everett-Green, Evelyn
West Country (England) -- Fiction
“Uncle,” he said, with an abruptness that was the result of repressed
excitement, “last year, before you knew much of my views on politics,
you offered to give me a seat in Parliament upon the first opportunity.
That opportunity has now come, and I have come to remind you of your
offer, and to ask you whether--knowing my views--you still feel
disposed to give it me. Your old friend has retired, as you told me he
would. He will not sit again. I want, above all things, to be a member
of that House which will--if I mistake not greatly--have the honour
of passing that measure which will be the keystone to the prosperity
of England. I believe that there is no doubt as to the composition of
the next House of Commons. The voice of the nation cannot longer be
misunderstood or ignored. It will be a great and a glorious time for
England, and I want to have the great honour and privilege of serving
her at this crisis. Will you give me that seat of which you spoke, that
I may realise this ambition and happiness?”
“And pass a measure about which I feel the very gravest doubts, and
which, I fear, may prove anything but the keystone to greatness and
prosperity?” said the Duke.
“I know, sir, we do not think alike on this subject. It is scarcely
likely we should. But you have had enough experience of the ways of
the world to be aware that the advancing wave cannot be turned back.
If these most crucial and important measures are to be passed, is it
not better that they should be drawn up and passed by men of birth
and station, men of education and sound principle? Without claiming
for myself qualifications which I do not possess, or any very great
amount of experience in legislating, I think I have the qualities I
have named; and I am a Marchmont, and the Marchmonts have not shown
themselves deficient either in ability or in governing power in days of
yore. I cannot but feel that you would prefer your kinsman in the House
to a mere stranger; and I would remember and respect your scruples and
injunctions, and would place them before my colleagues, giving them all
due weight and respect.”
The Duke smiled slightly.
“The boy talks as though he would be a cabinet minister at once!” he
remarked to the room at large. “Do you suppose anybody will pay any
attention to what a tyro like you will think or speak? and, for my own
part, if I have anything to say to the bill which I hold to be worth
saying, I can go to Westminster and say it for myself.”
“Yes, in the Upper House,” said Eustace; “but it is in the Commons that
the battle will be fought.”
“And you think you can be my mouthpiece there?” asked the Duke, a
little grimly. “Boy, do you not think I could find a better mouthpiece
for my views than you will ever make?”
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