"
"You had a formidable opponent, Lord Marney told me," said Sir
Vavasour. "Who was he?"
"Oh! a dreadful man! A Scotchman, richer than Croesus, one
McDruggy, fresh from Canton, with a million of opium in each
pocket, denouncing corruption, and bellowing free trade."
"But they do not care much for free trade in the old borough?"
said Lord Marney.
"No, it was a mistake," said Egremont, "and the cry was
changed the moment my opponent was on the ground. Then all
the town was placarded with 'Vote for McDruggy and our young
Queen,' as if he had coalesced with her Majesty."
"My mother must have been in despair," said Lord Marney.
"We issued our placard instantly of 'Vote for our young Queen
and Egremont,' which was at least more modest, and turned out
more popular."
"That I am sure was my mother," said Lord Marney.
"No," said Egremont; "it was the effusion of a far more
experienced mind. My mother was in hourly communication with
head quarters, and Mr Taper sent down the cry by express."
"Peel, in or out, will support the Poor Law," said Lord
Marney, rather audaciously, as he reseated himself after the
ladies had retired. "He must;" and he looked at his brother,
whose return had in a great degree been secured by crying that
Poor Law down.
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