CHAPTER TWOThe Prime Minister walked towards his writing table.
He never entered this particular room without glancing towards his father’s portrait hanging over the mantelpiece.
Even though he had been Prime Minister for seven years, William Pitt still thought how inexpressibly lucky he was.
His father had been, without exception, the most famous British Statesman of the eighteenth century and his son, William, was the youngest man ever to become Prime Minister at the age of twenty-four.
Of course there were those prepared to say that his unprecedented success was only because he was the Earl of Chatham’s son. Yet after listening to William’s maiden speech in the House of Commons, Edmund Burke, the distinguished Statesman, exclaimed,
“It is not a chip off the old block – it is the ol
