Nothing then came from this attempt, and on the Tuesday afternoon the Queen again sent for Mr.Mildmay.

On the Wednesday morning the gentlemen who thought that the insuperable difficulties had at length arrived, began to wear their longest faces, and to be triumphant with melancholy forebodings.

Now at last there was a dead lock.

Nobody could form a government.

It was asserted that Mr.Mildmay had fallen at her Majesty's feet dissolved in tears, and had implored to be relieved from further responsibility.