Perhaps the Earl of Brentford would do it.
Lady Laura was at home, and with her was sitting--Mr.Kennedy.
Phineas had intended to be triumphant as he entered Lady Laura's room.

He was there with the express purpose of triumphing in the success of their great party, and of singing a pleasant paean in conjunction with Lady Laura.

But his trumpet was put out of tune at once when he saw Mr.Kennedy.He said hardly a word as he gave his hand to Lady Laura,--and then afterwards to Mr.Kennedy, who chose to greet him with this show of cordiality.
"I hope you are satisfied, Mr.Finn," said Lady Laura, laughing.
"Oh yes." "And is that all?
I thought to have found your joy quite irrepressible." "A bottle of soda-water, though it is a very lively thing when opened, won't maintain its vivacity beyond a certain period, Lady Laura." "And you have had your gas let off already ?" "Well,--yes; at any rate, the sputtering part of it.

Nineteen is very well, but the question is whether we might not have had twenty-one." "Mr.Kennedy has just been saying that not a single available vote has been missed on our side.

He has just come from Brooks's, and that seems to be what they say there." So Mr.Kennedy also was a member of Brooks's! At the Reform Club there certainly had been an idea that the number might have been swelled to twenty-one; but then, as Phineas began to understand, nothing was correctly known at the Reform Club.