About this story
Westminster gives you a maiden speech, office, and Violet Effingham; a Loughlinter hill at dawn gives you Chiltern's ball through the mist and your answer into the peat. Later an eleven-word wire says Kennedy walks the gallery with the guns; Laura says come. Sixty-two chapters carry you from that sofa to Mary Flood Jones at the gate.
How it opens
Coal smoke pressed against the Reform Club windows while newspapers announced dissolution.
You had been called to the Bar, though clients had not noticed the achievement.
Phineas, how would you like to sit for Loughshane in the next Parliament?
Three hundred and seven electors, a tired member, and an opening for our party.
Choose
I would like it beyond reason, which is why reason must answer no.
Who decided that Loughshane wants a penniless barrister from Killaloe?