Civil service -- Fiction; London (England) -- Fiction
In spite of his former delinquencies, his political friends did not
altogether throw him over. In the first place, the time might come when
he would be again useful, and then he had managed to acquire that air
and tact which make one official man agreeable to another. He was always
good-humoured; when in earnest, there was a dash of drollery about him;
in his most comic moods he ever had some serious purpose in view; he
thoroughly understood the esoteric and exoteric bearings of modern
politics, and knew well that though he should be a model of purity
before the public, it did not behove him to be very strait-laced with
his own party. He took everything in good part, was not over-talkative,
over-pushing, or presumptuous; he felt no strong bias of his own; had at
his fingers' ends the cant phraseology of ministerial subordinates, and
knew how to make himself useful. He knew also--a knowledge much more
difficult to acquire--how to live among men so as never to make himself
disagreeable.
But then he could not be trusted! True. But how many men in his walk of
life can be trusted? And those who can--at how terribly high a price
do they rate their own fidelity! How often must a minister be forced
to confess to himself that he cannot afford to employ good faith! Undy
Scott, therefore, from time to time, received some ministerial bone,
some Civil Service scrap of victuals thrown to him from the Government
table, which, if it did not suffice to maintain him in all the comforts
of a Treasury career, still preserved for him a connexion with the
Elysium of public life; gave him, as it were, a link by which he could
hang on round the outer corners of the State's temple, and there watch
with advantage till the doors of Paradise should be re-opened to him. He
was no Lucifer, who, having wilfully rebelled against the high majesty
of Heaven, was doomed to suffer for ever in unavailing, but still proud
misery, the penalties of his asserted independence; but a poor Peri, who
had made a lapse and thus forfeited, for a while, celestial joys, and
was now seeking for some welcome offering, striving to perform some
useful service, by which he might regain his lost glory.
The last of the good things thus tendered to him was not yet all
consumed. When Mr. Hardlines, now Sir Gregory, was summoned to assist
at, or rather preside over, the deliberations of the committee which was
to organize a system of examination for the Civil Service, the Hon. U.
Scott had been appointed secretary to that committee. This, to be sure,
afforded but a fleeting moment of halcyon bliss; but a man like Mr.
Scott knew how to prolong such a moment to its uttermost stretch. The
committee had ceased to sit, and the fruits of their labour were already
apparent in the establishment of a new public office, presided over by
Sir Gregory; but still the clever Undy continued to draw his salary.
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