Parliament at this time had been sitting nearly a month, and it was already March.  Phineas had heard nothing of Lady Laura, and did not even know that she was in London till he saw her handwriting.  He did not know that she had not gone back to her husband, and that she had remained with her father all the winter at Saulsby.  He had also heard that Lord Chiltern had been at Saulsby.  All the world had been talking of the separation of Mr. Kennedy from his wife, one half of the world declaring that his wife, if not absolutely false to him, had neglected all her duties; and the other half asserting that Mr. Kennedy’s treatment of his wife had been so bad that no woman could possibly have lived with him.  There had even been a rumour that Lady Laura had gone off with a lover from the Duke of Omnium’s garden party, and some indiscreet tongue had hinted that a certain unmarried Under-Secretary of State was missing at the same time.  But Lord Chiltern upon this had shown his teeth with so strong a propensity to do some real biting, that no one had ventured to repeat that rumour.  Its untruth was soon established by the fact that Lady Laura Kennedy was living with her father at Saulsby.  Of Mr. Kennedy, Phineas had as yet seen nothing since he had been up in town.  That gentleman, though a member of the Cabinet, had not been in London at the opening of the session, nor had he attended the Cabinet meetings during the recess.  It had been stated in the newspapers that he was ill, and stated in private that he could not bear to show himself since his wife had left him.  At last, however, he came to London, and Phineas saw him in the House.  Then, when the first meeting of the Cabinet was summoned after his return, it became known that he also had resigned his office.  There was nothing said about his resignation in the House.  He had resigned on the score of ill-health, and that very worthy peer, Lord Mount Thistle, formerly Sir Marmaduke Morecombe, came back to the Duchy of Lancaster in his place.  A Prime Minister sometimes finds great relief in the possession of a serviceable stick who can be made to go in and out as occasion may require; only it generally happens that the stick will expect some reward when he is made to go out.  Lord Mount Thistle immediately saw his way to a viscount’s coronet, when he was once more summoned to the august councils of the Ministers.

A few days after this had been arranged, in the interval between Lord Brentford’s invitation and Lord Brentford’s dinner, Phineas encountered Mr. Kennedy so closely in one of the passages of the House that it was impossible that they should not speak to each other, unless they were to avoid each other as people do who have palpably quarrelled.  Phineas saw that Mr. Kennedy was hesitating, and therefore took the bull by the horns.  He greeted his former friend in a friendly fashion, shaking him by the hand, and then prepared to pass on.  But Mr. Kennedy, though he had hesitated at first, now detained his brother member.  “Finn,” he said, “if you are not engaged I should like to speak to you for a moment.”  Phineas was not engaged, and allowed himself to be led out arm-in-arm by the late Chancellor of the Duchy into Westminster Hall.  “Of course you know what a terrible thing has happened to me,” said Mr. Kennedy.