When the son first stood up, the pallor of the face, the unsteadiness of the voice, the broken and stumbling accents, told of the high state of nervous strain through which he was passing, and it was easy to see that the emotions of the son had communicated themselves to the father.

Mr.
Chamberlain had his hat low down on his forehead so as to conceal his face and its tell-tale excitement as much as possible.

But it turned out that he need not have been in the least alarmed.

The speech of young Mr.
Chamberlain, for a maiden speech, was really wonderful.

It was lucid, well knit, pointed, cogent.