That evening the story was told to Mrs Boncassen, and the matter was discussed among the family.  Isabel in talking to them made no scruple of declaring her own feelings; and though in speaking to Lord Silverbridge she had spoken very much as her father had done afterwards, yet in this family conclave she took her lover’s part.  ‘That is all very well, father,’ she said, ’I told him the same thing myself.  But if he is man enough to be firm I shall not throw him over,—­not for all the dukes in Europe.  I shall not stay here to be pointed at.  I will go back home.  If he follows me to show that he is in earnest, I shall not disappoint him for the sake of pleasing his father.’  To this neither Mr nor Mrs Boncassen were able to make any efficient answer.  Mrs Boncassen, dear good woman, could see no reason why two young people who loved each other should not be married at once.  Dukes and duchesses were nothing to her.  If they couldn’t be happy in England then let them come and live in New York.  She didn’t understand that anybody could be too good for her daughter.  Was there not an idea that Mr Boncassen would be the next President?  And was not the President of the United States as good as the Queen of England?

Lord Silverbridge when he left Mr Boncassen wandered about the park by himself.  King Cophetua married the beggar’s daughter.  He was sure of that.  King Cophetua probably had not a father, and the beggar, probably, was not high-minded.  But the discrepancy in that case was much greater.  He intended to persevere, trusting much to a belief that when once he was married his father would ’come round’.  His father always did come round.  But the more he thought of it, the more impossible it seemed to him that he should ask his father’s consent at the present moment.  Lady Mabel’s presence in the house was an insuperable obstacle.  He thought that he could do it if he and his father were alone together, or comparatively alone.  He must be prepared for an opposition, at any rate of some days, which opposition would make his father quite unable to entertain his guests while it lasted.

But as he could not declare his wishes to his father, and was thus disobeying Isabel’s behests, he must explain the difficulty to her.  He felt already that she would despise him for his cowardice,—­that she would not perceive the difficulties in his way, or understand that he might injure his cause by precipitation.  Then he considered whether he might not possibly make some bargain with his father.  How would it be if he should consent to go back to the Liberal party on being allowed to marry the girl he loved?  As far as his political feelings were concerned he did not think that he would much object to make the change.  There was only one thing certain,—­that he must explain his condition to Miss Boncassen before she went.