known her all her life, thought themselves entitled to give advice, no more affected her desires, nor altered her resolution, than the "idle wind." All the powers of her mind, all the desires of her heart, were awake to the subject, and she immediately went to Lady Anne, accompanied by two of these kind friends, to lay the matter before her.
"Dear mamma, ought not Mr. Glentworth to get into parliament as soon as possible?"
"To be sure he ought; and, once accustomed to parliamentary business, I would have him proceed to be prime minister."
Isabella started; this was not within her contemplation, and the smile which played on the face of Lady Inglis, the wife of a country baronet, made her apprehend that her mamma was laughing at her, but she was soon relieved on this head by Lady Anne adding, "I have thought much on the subject of late, and shall proceed to get him elected immediately; he is particularly well suited for the town in question, as being acquainted with commercial affairs, besides, it is within the circle of Granard Park visiting, and may be managed."
"It will rob you of your husband, I can tell you that," said one.
"You are a great deal too young to make any impression as a political character," said another.
"Even, if your cuisine is French to the utmost," added a third.
