Bradshaw, who went to chapel twice a
day, and gave a hundred pounds apiece to every charity in the
town, as a sort of thank-offering that his end was gained.
But he was secretly dissatisfied with Mr. Donne. In general, that
gentleman had been rather too willing to act in accordance with
any one's advice, no matter whose; as, if he had thought it too
much trouble to weigh the wisdom of his friends, in which case
Mr. Bradshaw's would have, doubtless, proved the most valuable.
But now and then he unexpectedly, and utterly without reason,
took the conduct of affairs into his own hands, as when he had
been absent without leave only just before the day of nomination.
No one guessed whither he had gone; but the fact of his being
gone was enough to chagrin Mr. Bradshaw, who was quite ready to
have picked a quarrel on this very head if the election had not
terminated favourably. As it was, he had a feeling of
proprietorship in Mr. Donne which was not disagreeable. He had
given the new M.P. his seat; his resolution; his promptitude, his
energy, had made Mr. Donne "our member;" and Mr. Bradshaw began
to feel proud of him accordingly. But there had been no one
circumstance during this period to bind Jemima and Mr. Farquhar
together. They were still misunderstanding each other with all
their power. The difference in the result was this: Jemima loved
him all the more, in spite of quarrels and coolness.
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