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There never was a bishop yet, except the blessed Augustine would to Heaven I had taken my abbot's advice, and gone to him at Hippo! who had not his flatterers and his tale-bearers, and generally the archdeacon at the head of them, ready to step into the bishop's place when he dies, over the heads of hard-working parish priests. But that is the way of the world.
"Away with her to the convent!" she exclaimed. "Oh, Raymond, save me, save me!" shrieked the distracted Agnes. Then, casting upon the abbot a frantic look, "Hear me," she continued, "man of a hard heart! Insolent in your yet unshaken virtue, your day of trial will arrive. Think then upon your cruelty; and despair of pardon!" II. The Abbot's Infatuation
So she was bent upon a fool's errand, as she strode towards the Abbot's Wood, although she did not know it. Her aim was to capture Lambert as her husband; and her plan, to accomplish her wish by working on the heart-hunger he most probably felt, owing to the loss of Agnes Pine.
Gerard Godfrey bore materials for an exact transcript of the Abbot's monumental cross, his head being full of church architecture, while Nuttie carried a long green tin case, or vasculum as she chose to call it, with her three vowels, U A E, and the stars of the Little Bear conspicuously painted on it in white. 'You did not venture on that the other day, said Mr. Dutton.
The way he had chosen to walk was known as a 'short cut' to Abbot's Manor, and ten minutes of easy striding brought him into the dewy coolness of a thicket of dark firs, at the end of which, round a sharp turn, the fine old red brick and timbered gables of the house came into full view.
N.B. The following abbreviations are adopted: Abbot's Leigh, a village 4 m. W. from Bristol. The church, which stands at the bottom of a long lane, is, with the exception of the tower, entirely modern, the original fabric having been destroyed by fire in 1848. Near the S. porch is the base of an old cross. The churchyard commands a good view of the mouth of the Avon.
"I must see Dorothy before I go," said Richard; "perhaps I may be able to soothe her." "It was for that end I came hither," replied Mistress Nutter; "but I thought it well you should be prepared. Now come with me." Upon this they left the hall together, and proceeded to the abbot's chamber, where Dorothy was lodged.
In the name of Shaka, whom you worship, strike me dead with the staff you hold, then will I bless you and believe!" In a transport of madness, he leaned out, clutching at the staff, clawing down the stiff robes from the abbot's throat, snarling, praying, menacing with a vehemence so terrible, that the little acolyte, flinging down the still-burning koro, screamed aloud for help.
Garvington, cornered at last, sprang from his chair and made for his cousin with unsteady legs. "It might be unpleasant." "I daresay to you. Well, will you come with me to Abbot's Wood?" "Yes," whimpered Garvington. "Wait till I get my cap and stick, curse you, for an interfering beast. You don't know what you're doing." "Ah! then you do know something likely to reveal the truth."
Abbot's Hospital, built by Guildford's most noted townsman, George Abbot, Archbishop of Canterbury, is also in this street. He was born in a humble cottage, and the legend tells us that his mother, before the event, dreamed that if she could eat a pike she would have a son who would be a great man.
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