"Francis Boyle—to be Lord of the Bedchamber. I saw it to-day."
"I haven't looked at the Gazette" answered Rose Lyndwood. "I hope he will be pleased," he added with a sneer. "It cost me more damned trouble than it was worth. Newcastle resisted, of course, and Pelham don't like me."
"Why did you do it?" asked Sir Thomas abruptly.
The Earl turned and fixed his eyes on him.
"I wonder," he said languidly.
Cathcart returned his gaze curiously.
"So you haven't seen the Gazette?"
"No. What's in it now?"
"One of their paragraphs about you, my lord." Cathcart put down his pipe, stretched himself and yawned again.