"But I'm not as willing." Disraeli abruptly interjected, grumbling while clumsily mounting his horse, "Next time I come, I must first request a hunting ground road safety report from the local Magistrates' Court."
Disraeli's barbed complaint made Viscount Melbourne chuckle: "If you really manage that, I should write to His Majesty the King suggesting you be made a Magistrate."
Disraeli did not seem to take Viscount Melbourne's words as sarcasm. As soon as he was steady on his horse, he replied, "Thank you, Your Excellency, but I will not be a Magistrate. My ambition lies above the Cabinet."
With that, Disraeli and Arthur turned their horses and galloped away at full speed.
Palmerston watched their departing figures and couldn't help but frown and spit: "Arrogant Jew! Indeed, parliamentary reform has its many merits, but one of its downsides is making the Lower House more and more like a magazine club now."
