'HE THINKS THAT OUR DAYS ARE NUMBERED.'
All the details of the new County Suffrage Bill were settled at Matching during the recess between Mr Mond, Phineas Finn, and a very experienced man from the Treasury, one Mr Prime, who was supposed to know more about such things than any man living, and was consequently called Constitution Charlie.He was an elderly man, over sixty years of age, who remembered the Reform Bill, and had been engaged in the doctoring of constituencies ever since.
The bill, if passed, would be mainly his bill, and yet the world would never hear his name connected with it.Let us hope that he was comfortable at Matching, and that he found his consolation in the smiles of the Duchess.During this time the old Duke was away, and even the Prime Minister was absent for some days.He would fain have busied himself about the bill himself, but was hardly allowed by his colleagues to have any hand in framing it.
The great points of the measure had of course been arranged in the Cabinet,--where, however, Mr Monk's views had been adopted almost without a change.It may not perhaps be too much to assume that one or two members of the Cabinet did not quite understand the full scope of every suggested clause.The effects which causes will produce, the dangers which may be expected from this or that change, the manner in which this or that proposition will come out in the washing, do not strike even Cabinet Ministers at a glance.A little study in a man's own cabinet, after perhaps reading a few leading articles, and perhaps a short conversation with an astute friend or two, will enable a statesman to be strong at a given time for, or ever, if necessary, against a measure, who has listened in silence, and has perhaps given his personal assent, to the original suggestion.I doubt whether Lord Drummond, when he sat silent in the Cabinet, had realized those fears which weighed upon him so strongly afterwards, or had then foreseen that the adoption of a nearly similar franchise for the counties and boroughs must inevitably lead to the American system of numerical representation.But when time had been given him, and he and Sir Timothy Beeswax had talked it all over, the mind of no man was ever clearer than that of Lord Drummond.
The Prime Minister, with the diligence which belonged to him, had mastered all the details of Mr Monk's bill before it was discussed in the Cabinet, and yet he found that his assistance was hardly needed in the absolute preparation.Had they allowed him he would have done it all himself.But it was assumed that he would not trouble himself with such work, and he perceived that he was not wanted.Nothing of moment was settled without reference to him.He required that everything should be explained as it went on, down to the extension of every borough boundary; but he knew that he was not doing it himself, and that Mr Monk and Constitution Charlie had the prize between them.
Nor did he dare ask Mr Monk what would be the fate of the bill.
To devote all one's time and mind and industry to a measure which one knows will fall to the ground must be sad.Work under such circumstances must be very grievous.But such is often the fate of statesmen.Whether Mr Monk laboured under such a conviction the Prime Minister did not know, though he saw his friend and colleague almost daily.In truth no one dared to tell him exactly what he thought.Even the old Duke had become partially reticent, and taken himself off to his own woods at Long Royston.
To Phineas Finn the Prime Minister would sometimes say a word, but would say even that timidly.On any abstract question, such as that which he had discussed when they had been walking together, he could talk freely enough.But on the matter of the day, those affairs which were of infinite importance to himself, and on which one would suppose he would take delight in speaking to a trusted colleague, he could not bring himself to be open.
'It must be a long bill, I suppose?'
'I'm afraid so, Duke.It will run, I fear, to over a hundred clauses.'
'It will take the best part of the Session to get through it?'
'If we can have the second reading early in March, we hope to send it up to you in the first week in June.That will give us ample time.'
'Yes;--yes.I suppose so.' But he did not dare to ask Phineas Finn whether he thought that the House of Commons would assent to the second reading.It was known at this time that the Prime Minister was painfully anxious to the fate of the Ministry.It seemed to be but the other day that everybody connected with the Government was living in fear lest he should resign.His threats in that direction had always been made to his old friend the Duke of St Bungay; but a great man cannot whisper his thoughts without having them carried in the air.In all the clubs it had been declared that that was the rock by which the Coalition would probably be wrecked.The newspapers had repeated the story, and the "People's Banner" had assured the world that if it were so the Duke of Omnium would thus do for his country the only good service which it was possible that he should render it.That was the time when Sir Orlando was mutinous and when Lopez had destroyed himself.But now no such threat came from the Duke, and the "People's Banner" was already accusing him of clinging to power with pertinacious and unconstitutional tenacity.Had not Sir Orlando deserted him? Was it not well known that Lord Drummond and Sir Timothy Beeswax were only restrained from doing so by a mistaken loyalty?
