What if this too successful minister were one of them! And then a discreet, commonplace, zealous member of the Lower House does not like to be jeered at, when he does his duty by his constituents and asks a few questions.

An all-successful minister who cannot keep his triumph to himself, but must needs drive about in a proud fashion, laughing at commonplace zealous members--laughing even occasionally at members who are by no means commonplace, which is outrageous!--may it not be as well to ostracize him for awhile?
"Had we not better throw in our shells against him ?" says Mr.Harold Smith.
"Let us throw in our shells, by all means," says Mr.Supplehouse, mindful as Juno of his despised charms.

And when Mr.Supplehouse declares himself an enemy, men know how much it means.

They know that that much-belaboured head of affairs must succumb to the terrible blows which are now in store for him.

"Yes, we will throw in our shells." And Mr.Supplehouse rises from his chair with gleaming eyes.