It was well known to many at the clubs that the Queen had on that morning telegraphed to Germany for advice.

There were men so gloomy as to declare that the Queen must throw herself into the arms of Mr.Monk, unless Mr.Mildmay would consent to rise from his knees and once more buckle on his ancient armour.

"Even that would be better than Gresham," said Barrington Erle, in his anger.

"I'll tell you what it is," said Ratler, "we shall have Gresham and Monk together, and you and I shall have to do their biddings." Mr.
Barrington Erle's reply to that suggestion I may not dare to insert in these pages.
On the Wednesday night, however, it was known that everything had been arranged, and before the Houses met on the Thursday every place had been bestowed, either in reality or in imagination.

The _Times_, in its second edition on the Thursday, gave a list of the Cabinet, in which four places out of fourteen were rightly filled.