The Prime Minister by Anthony Trollope
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'I think he's right there,' said Roby. 'There ought to be something like a fair division. Individuals might be content, but the party would be dissatisfied. For myself, I'd have sooner stayed out as an independent member, but Daubney said that he thought I was bound to make myself useful.' 'I told the Duke from the beginning,' said Rattler, 'that I didn't think that I could be of any service to him. Of course, I would support him, but I had been too thoroughly a party man for a new movement of this kind. But he said just the same?--that he considered I was bound to join him. I asked Gresham, and when Gresham said so too, of course I had no help for it.' Neither of these excellent public servants had told a lie in this. Some such conversations as those reported had passed;-- but a man doesn't lie when he exaggerates an emphasis, or even when he gives by a tone a meaning to a man's words exactly opposite to that which another tone would convey. Or, if he does lie in doing so, he does not know that he lies. Mr Rattler had gone back to his old office at the Treasury and Mr Roby had been forced to content himself with the Secretaryship at the Admiralty. But, as the old Duke had said, they were close friends, and prepared to fight together any battle which might keep them in the present position. Many of the cares of office the Prime Minister did succeed in shuffling off altogether on to the shoulders of his elder friend. He would not concern himself with the appointment of ladies, about whom he said he knew nothing, and as to whose fitness and |
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