I beg to nominate Mr.Herbert Oldtower." A decided sensation at the upper half of the room.

At the lower half an unanimous, involuntary cheer; for among our county families there were few so warmly respected as the Oldtowers.
Sir Ralph rose, much perplexed.

"I trust that no one present will suppose I was aware of Mr.Halifax's intention.

Nor, I understand, was Mr.Oldtower.

My son must speak for himself." Mr.Oldtower, with his accustomed gravity, accompanied by a not unbecoming modesty, said, that in this conjuncture, and being personally unacquainted with both Mr.Brithwood and the Earl of Luxmore, he felt no hesitation in accepting the honour offered to him.
"That being the case," said his father, though evidently annoyed, "I have only to fulfil my duty as public officer to the Crown." Amidst some confusion, a show of hands was called for; and then a cry rose of "Go to the poll!" "Go to the poll!" shouted Mr.Brithwood.