CHAPTER VII.
Mr.and Mrs.Bunce It was three o'clock on the Thursday night before Mr.Daubeny's speech was finished.

I do not think that there was any truth in the allegation made at the time, that he continued on his legs an hour longer than the necessities of his speech required, in order that five or six very ancient Whigs might be wearied out and shrink to their beds.

Let a Whig have been ever so ancient and ever so weary, he would not have been allowed to depart from Westminster Hall that night.

Sir Everard Powell was there in his bath-chair at twelve, with a doctor on one side of him and a friend on the other, in some purlieu of the House, and did his duty like a fine old Briton as he was.

That speech of Mr.Daubeny's will never be forgotten by any one who heard it.