Chapter FiveLord Rothwyn walked from the Chamber of the House of Lords. His friend, Henry Grey Bennet was waiting for him.
“I am sorry, Henry,” he said.
“It was only what I expected,” Mr. Bennet answered, “but I shall try again, make no mistake. I shall try and go on trying to get this Bill passed.”
“And I will support you,” Lord Rothwyn promised.
“You did your best. That was an excellent and most eloquent speech of yours.”
“Thank you.”
“Where shall we drown our sorrows? Here or at White’s?” Henry Grey Bennet asked.
Lord Rothwyn hesitated for a moment.
Then, as he was about to accept the suggestion, he had an inescapable feeling that he should go back to Roth Park.
He could not explain it to himself. He just knew that there was a sudden urgency in him to go home.
“Forgive me, Hen
