Mr. Ascough greeted him with an inquiring smile. Lord Arranmore nodded and sat down.
"You were quite right," he announced. "The tongues of men or of angels wouldn't move her. Never mind. She's going to use the money for charity."
"Well, that's something, at any rate," Mr. Ascough remarked.
"The eloquence," Lord Arranmore said, lazily, "which I have wasted upon that young woman would entrance the House of Lords. By the bye, Ascough, I am going to take my seat next week."
"I am delighted to hear it, your lordship."
"Yes, it's good news for the country, isn't it?" Lord Arranmore remarked. "I have not quite decided what my particular line shall be, but I have no doubt but that the papers will all be calling me a welcome addition to that august assembly before long. I believe that's what's the matter with me. I want to make a speech. Do you remember me at the Bar, Ascough? Couldn't keep me down, could they?"
Mr. Ascough smiled.
"You were rather fond of being on your feet!" he admitted.
Lord Arranmore sighed regretfully.
"And to think that I might have been Lord High Chancellor by now," he remarked. "Good-bye, Ascough."