CHAPTER VII.
A CHANCE MEETING It was worse for the General when Sir Robin Drummond left Oxford and settled in London, with an avowed intention of reading for the Bar, and at the same time making politics his real career.
"A man ought to do something in the world," he said to his irate uncle.
"The Bar is always a stepping-stone.

I confess I don't look to practice very much; my real bent is for politics.

But the law interests me, and it is always a stepping-stone." "I should have thought that the profession of arms, which your father and your grandfather adorned, as well as a good many of your forbears, might serve you as well," Sir Denis said, hotly.
"You leave out my uncle, sir," the young man replied, with urbane good humour.

"Yes, the Drummonds have done very well for the profession of arms.

Still, with my beliefs on the subject of war----" "Pray don't air them, don't air them.