Piccadilly: A Fragment of Contemporary BiographyOliphant, Laurence
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Piccadilly: A Fragment of Contemporary Biography
Oliphant, Laurence
Piccadilly (London, England) -- Fiction
"You know all about him?" I said, nodding towards Chundango.
"Collapsed, hasn't he?" said Spiffy.
"Yes," I said, "but it won't be known for a day or two. At present he is
Lord Scilly's nominee. Bodwinkle wants a borough. He may either ignore
his last programme, as it is not yet issued, and adopt Scilly's
political views, or, if he is too conscientious, when Chundango retires
at the last moment, he may snatch the seat. All that is your affair--you
know Scilly and Bodwinkle both better than I do. Now I have reasons for
wanting Chundango shipped back at once to Bombay, and for wishing to
close this long-standing affair of Lady Broadhem's with Bodwinkle. Make
the best terms you can for Chundango, and see what Bodwinkle is disposed
to do in the other matter; and let me know the result to-morrow. Keep
Chundango here now to refer to. Good-bye, Bodwinkle," I called out;
"Spiffy has got some good news to give you, but be merciful to our
friend here," and I passed my arm through Chundango's and drew him to a
corner. "Now, look here," I said, in a whisper, "if you will bury the
recollection of what has passed between you and Lady Broadhem, and never
breathe a word of it even in your dreams, I will get Bodwinkle to start
you again in Bombay, but you must go back at once and stay there. Now
you may stay here, for you will be wanted." I saw Spiffy meantime
imparting to Bodwinkle his projects for turning to account the new
prospects I had been the means of opening out to him.
"Dear me," I thought, as I for the second time that day threaded my way
westwards from the City, "all this is unravelling itself very neatly,
considering how much dirt is mixed up in it, but it is not quite far
enough advanced to be communicated to Grandon." The fact is, I had a
sort of suspicion that he would not altogether approve of my mode of
carrying my point, even when my only desire was to secure his and
Ursula's happiness. No, I thought; he would have scruples, and object,
and bother. I won't tell him anything till it is all done; but I must
tell him something, as I promised him some good news to-day, and he is
waiting at home on purpose.
"Well, old fellow, I think I have got a borough for you, after all. It
stupidly did not occur to me before, but you are just the man for the
constituency."
"I thought you had been to Lady Broadhem's, and were to bring me back
some good news," said Grandon, with a disappointed air.
"So I have," I replied, "but I am bound to secrecy for another
twenty-four hours; meantime, listen! I am going to retire from
Dunderhead. I wrote my address a few days ago, but did not send it. They
are therefore quite unprepared. I will retire to-morrow; the nomination
is to be in two or three days; and what with the suddenness of the
affair and my influence, your return is certain."
"You going to retire!" said Grandon, astounded. "Why, you never told me
of this. When did you make up your mind?"
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