Mr Melmotte had so successfully exercised his greatness at the India Office,—­he took up his quarters in the cloisters of St Fabricius; he spent a goodly festive Sunday among the various Romanist church services of the metropolis; and on the Monday morning he sallied forth in quest of Mr Melmotte.  Having obtained that address from some circular, he went first to Abchurch Lane.  But on this day, and on the next, which would be the day of the election, Mr Melmotte was not expected in the City, and the priest was referred to his present private residence in Bruton Street.  There he was told that the great man might probably be found in Grosvenor Square, and at the house in the square Father Barham was at last successful.  Mr Melmotte was there superintending the arrangements for the entertainment of the Emperor...