I hope to live out this Parliament, but sha'n't try for another." About the same time he had a letter from Mrs.Wade, now in London, wherein, oddly enough, was a passage running thus: "You say that the thought of representing Polterham spoils your pleasure in looking forward to a political life.

Statesmen (and you will become one) have to be trained to bear many disagreeable things.
But you are not bound to Polterham for ever--the gods forbid! Serve them in this Parliament, and in the meantime try to find another borough." It was his second letter from Mrs.Wade; the first had been a mere note, asking if he could bear to hear from her, and if he would let her know of his health.

He replied rather formally, considering the terms on which they stood; and, indeed, it did not gratify him much to be assured of the widow's constant friendship..