"Seven years." Peel's tone lightened a little as he reached this point. "When we first met, she wasn't yet twenty. I remember it was 1812, I had just obtained the post of Governor of Ireland in the Liverpool Cabinet, busy all day pushing police reforms in Ireland. Though in most people's eyes I was already doing quite well then, her family were not satisfied with me; they thought I was just an ordinary Politician with no title and no hereditary peerage. Her mother was particularly opposed on this point. In the old lady's own words, the daughter of a General in the Army was not a match for 'this assistant minister, Robert Peel'."
Arthur asked with a smile, "So what was it later that made Mrs. Old Floyd change her mind?"
"Heh…" Peel plainly did not think highly of his mother-in-law. "That was seven years later, in 1819, when I became chairman of the Gold Standard committee in the Lower House."
