"I am so glad you are in Parliament again," said Madame Max.
"Yes;—I've got in again, after a struggle. Are you still living in Park Lane?"
"Oh, yes;—and shall be most happy to see you." Then she seated herself,—as did also Lady Chiltern by her side. "I see the poor Duke's iniquities are still under discussion. I hope Lord Chiltern recognises the great happiness of having a grievance. It would be a pity that so great a blessing should be thrown away upon him." For the moment Madame Max had got through her difficulty, and, indeed, had done so altogether till the moment should come in which she should find herself alone with Phineas. But he slunk back from the gathering before the fire, and stood solitary and silent till dinner was announced. It became his fate to take an old woman into dinner who was not very clearsighted. "Did you know that lady before?" she asked.
"Oh, yes; I knew her two or three years ago in London."
"Do you think she is pretty?"
"Certainly."
"All the men say so, but I never can see it. They have been saying ever so long that the old Duke of Omnium means to marry her on his deathbed, but I don't suppose there can be anything in it."
"Why should he put it off for so very inopportune an occasion?" asked Phineas.