Civil service -- Fiction; London (England) -- Fiction
'Oh, I don't mean that; that's nothing; I am not thinking of myself. I
only want you to understand that I am truly anxious to see you take that
line in public matters which may make your services most valuable to
the public, and which may redound the most to your own advantage. I have
thought of what you said to me with the most mature deliberation, and I
am persuaded that I shall best do my duty to you, and to the service,
by recommending you to abandon altogether your idea of going into
Parliament.'
Sir Gregory said this in his weightiest manner. He endeavoured to assume
some of that authority with which he had erst cowed the young Tudor at
the Weights and Measures, and as he finished his speech he assumed a
profound look which ought to have been very convincing.
But the time was gone by with Alaric when such tricks of legerdemain
were convincing to him. A grave brow, compressed lips, and fixed eyes,
had no longer much effect upon him. He had a point to gain, and he was
thinking of that, and not of Sir Gregory's grimaces.
'Then you will not see the Chancellor of the Exchequer on the subject?'
'No,' said Sir Gregory; 'it would be useless for me to do so. I could
not advocate such a scheme, feeling certain that it would be injurious
both to yourself and to the service; and I would not desire to see the
Chancellor with the view of opposing your wishes.'
'I am much obliged to you for that, at any rate,' said Alaric.
'But I do hope that you will not carry your plan any farther. When I
tell you, as I do with the utmost sincerity, that I feel certain that an
attempt to seat yourself in Parliament can only lead to the ruin of
your prospects as a Civil servant--prospects which are brighter now than
those of any other young man in the service--I cannot but think that you
must hesitate before you take any step which will, in my opinion, render
your resignation necessary.'
'I shall be sorry to resign, Sir Gregory, as I have such true pleasure
in serving with you.'
'And, I presume, a salary of £1,200 a year is not unacceptable?' said
Sir Gregory, with the very faintest of smiles.
'By no means,' said Alaric; 'I am a poor man, depending altogether on my
own exertions for an income. I cannot afford to throw away a chance.'
'Then take my word for it, you should give up all idea of Parliament,'
said Sir Gregory, who thought that he had carried his point.
'But I call a seat in Parliament a chance,' said Alaric; 'the best
chance that a man, circumstanced as I am, can possibly have. I have the
offer of a seat, Sir Gregory, and I can't afford to throw it away.'
'Then it is my duty to tell you, as the head of your office, that it
will be your duty to resign before you offer yourself as a candidate.'
'That you mean is your present opinion, Sir Gregory?'
'Yes, Mr. Tudor, that is my opinion--an opinion which I shall be forced
to express to the Chancellor of the Exchequer, if you persist in this
infatuation.'
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