It was now about eight o'clock.
Half of Mr.Parnell's followers were out of the Chamber snatching a few moments' sleep in chairs in the Library or Smoke Room.

Those who remained had each a specified period of time allotted him to speak, and they were wearily waiting their turn.

As they caught sight of me standing at the bar of the House of Commons there was a cheer of welcome.

I was unable to come to their aid, however, as under the rules of the House I could not take my seat until the commencement of a new sitting.

My very presence, however, brought, I think, a sense of encouragement and approaching relief to them; and I stood there at the bar with my travelling coat still upon me, gazing alternately with indignation and admiration at the amazing scene presented to my gaze.
"This, then, was the great Parliament of England! Of intelligent debate there was none.