"Will this charm you, dear Constance?" said he kindly; "is it a blow to
the party you hate, and I sympathise with --or----

"My father," interrupted Constance, passionately, "would to Heaven he had
seen this day! It was this system, the patron and the nominee system,
that crushed, and debased, and killed him. And now, I shall see that
system destroyed!"

"So, then, my Constance will go over to the Whigs in earnest?"

"Yes, because I shall meet there truth and the people!"

Godolphin laughed gently at the French exaggeration of the saying, and
Constance forgave him. The fine ladies of London were a little divided as
to the merits of the "Bill;" Constance was the first that declared in its
favour. She was air important ally--as important at least as a woman can
be. A bright spirit reigned in her eye; her step grew more elastic; her
voice more glad. This was the happiest time of her life--she was happy in
the renewal of her love, happy in the approaching triumph of her hate.

CHAPTER LXI.

THE SOLILOQUY OF THE SOOTHSAYER.--AN EPISODICAL MYSTERY, INTRODUCED AS A
TYPE OF THE MANY THINGS IN LIFE THAT ARE NEVER ACCOUNTED FOR.--GRATUITOUS
DEVIATIONS FROM OUR COMMON CAREER.

In Leicester Square there is a dim old house, which I have but this
instant visited, in order to bring back more vividly to my recollection
the wild and unhappy being who, for some short time, inhabited its
old-fashioned and gloomy chambers.