If I do, it will certainly not be for Mr.Brithwood's nominee.
Sir Ralph, I doubt if, under some circumstances, which by your permission I am about to state, Mr.Gerard Vermilye can keep his seat, even if elected." A murmur arose from the crowd of mechanics and labourers, who, awed by such propinquity to gentry and even nobility, had hitherto hung sheepishly back; but now, like all English crowds, were quite ready to "follow the leader," especially one they knew.
"Hear him! hear the master!" was distinguishable on all sides.

Mr.
Brithwood looked too enraged for words; but Lord Luxmore, taking snuff with a sarcastic smile, said: "Honores mutant mores!--I thought, Mr.Halifax, you eschewed politics ?" "Mere politics I do, but not honesty, justice, morality; and a few facts have reached my knowledge, though possibly not Lord Luxmore's, which make me feel that Mr.Vermilye's election would be an insult to all three; therefore, I oppose it." A louder murmur rose.
"Silence, you scoundrels!" shouted Mr.Brithwood; adding his usual formula of speech, which a second time extorted the old baronet's grave rebuke.
"It seems, Sir Ralph, that democracy is rife in your neighbourhood.
True, my acquaintance has not lain much among the commonalty, but still I was not aware that the people choose the Member of Parliament." "They do not, Lord Luxmore," returned the sheriff, somewhat haughtily.
"But we always hear the people.

Mr.Halifax, be brief.

What have you to allege against Mr.Brithwood's nominee ?" "First, his qualification.

He has not three hundred, nor one hundred a-year.