Lengthy and private consultations were held between the latter and his sincere friend and adviser, Earl Grey.

Days and nights were passed in fierce and endless controversy in the House of Commons.
This was the only point in which Lady Rosamond failed to convince her husband of the injury sustained by such constant turmoil and anxiety involved in these measures.

When she quietly endeavored to reason upon such a course of conduct he smilingly replied: "My darling, duty calls me and you would not see me inactive when the demand is so imperative?
Surely my beautiful rose would not like to have the breath of slander attached to her husband as guilty of cowardice or desertion from the ranks of his party?
Ah, no, my darling," cried the earnest politician, preventing his wife's retort with the tender kisses of a true and ardent love.

It did indeed seem strange that the more earnestly Lady Rosamond pleaded with her husband the more firmly did he resist, and, if possible, the more ardent he became in his attention.

Lady Rosamond felt a strange and unaccountable desire to interfere with the plans laid down by Gerald Bereford.