Immediately the invisible Punch, who had hitherto followed Mr. Brooke, repeated, “Blast your ideas! we want the Bill.” The laugh was louder than ever, and for the first time Mr. Brooke being himself silent, heard distinctly the mocking echo. But it seemed to ridicule his interrupter, and in that light was encouraging; so he replied with amenity⁠—

“There is something in what you say, my good friend, and what do we meet for but to speak our minds⁠—freedom of opinion, freedom of the press, liberty⁠—that kind of thing? The Bill, now⁠—you shall have the Bill”⁠—here Mr. Brooke paused a moment to fix on his eyeglass and take the paper from his breast-pocket, with a sense of being practical and coming to particulars. The invisible Punch followed:⁠—