He might have taken his rest, and had a quiet mind till the next morning's _Times_ revealed to him the fact of Mr.Pumpkin's grand success.

When he arrived, the numbers were being taken, and he, even he, Mr.Whip Vigil, he the great arch-numberer, was excluded from the number of the counted.

When the doors were again open the Commons of England had decided by a majority of forty-one to seven that the parks of London should, one and all, be closed on Sundays; and Mr.Pumpkin had achieved among his own set a week's immortality.
'We mustn't have this again, Vigil,' said a very great man the next morning, with a good-humoured smile on his face, however, as he uttered the reprimand.

'It will take us a whole night, and God knows how much talking, to undo what those fools did yesterday.' Mr.Vigil resolved to leave nothing again to the unassisted industry or honesty of Undy Scott, and consequently that gentleman's claims on his party did not stand so highly as they might have done but for this accident.

Parliament was soon afterwards dissolved, and either through the lukewarm support of his Government friends, or else in consequence of his great fortune having been found to be ambiguous, the independent electors of the Tillietudlem burghs took it into their heads to unseat Mr.Scott.Unseated for Tillietudlem, he had no means of putting himself forward elsewhere, and he had to repent, in the sackcloth and ashes of private life, the fault which had cost him the friendship of Mr.Vigil.
His life, however, was not strictly private.