The king and the aristocracy against the Great Commoner.—George the Third Drives out Pitt
‘My horse is lame,’ said the new king, as a rea-
son for turning back; nor did he manifest any sign of emotion or surprise at the intelligence which he had received.
Continuing his concealment, ‘I have said this horse was lame,’ he remarked to the groom at Kew
; ‘I forbid you to say the contrary;’ and he went directly to Carleton House, the residence of his mother.1
The first person whom he sent for was Newcastle
; who came in a great hurry as soon as he could ‘put on his clothes.’
None knew better than those who were to receive the duke, that Pitt
had forced a way into the highest place in the ministry over the heads of an envious and unwilling aristocracy; and that, under a reluctant coalition, there rankled an incurable alienation between the members of the administration itself.2
had no sooner entered Carleton House, than Bute
came to him, and told him that the king would see him before any body and before holding a council.
‘Compliments from me,’ he added, ‘are ’