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In a word, although Colonel Crawley was now five-and-forty years of age, it had not been his lot in life to meet with a half dozen good women, besides his paragon of a wife.
Becky, Rawdon Crawley, and Lord Steyne all are inimitably true, all are powerful, all are fearful in their agony and rage. The uprising of the poor rake almost into dignity and heroism, and his wife's outburst of admiration at his vengeance, are strokes of really Shakespearean insight. It was with justice that Thackeray himself felt pride in that touch. "She stood there trembling before him.
Of the eldest, Grace Crawley, we shall hear much in the coming story. She was at this time nineteen years old, and there were those who said that, in spite of her poverty, her shabby outward apparel, and a certain thin, unfledged, unrounded form of person, a want of fulness in the lines of her figure, she was the prettiest girl in that part of the world.
Mrs Dale had held that he was not so bound, urging that the unfortunate position in which Mr Crawley was placed was so calamitous to all connected with him, as to justify any man, not absolutely engaged, in abandoning the thoughts of such a marriage.
"On the contrary," said the man who gave good advice, "you must go straight to the Master and tell him all about it. He will like you twice as much for ever afterwards; he never minds people getting into scrapes when he happens to like them, and he likes you and believes you have a great career before you." Crawley went to the Master of the college and made a clean breast of it.
"Does he ever mean to preach again?" "He never did preach very often," said the dean. "A great deal too often, from all people say," said the archdeacon. "I never heard him myself, and never shall, I daresay. You have heard him, Mr Crawley?" "I have never had that good fortune, Mr Archdeacon.
After all that he had heard of the visit paid by Mr Crawley to the palace, of the venom displayed by Mrs Proudie on that occasion, and of the absolute want of subordination to episcopal authority which Mr Crawley himself was supposed to have shown, Mr Robarts did feel it hard that his friend the archdeacon should be snubbed in this way because he was deficient in reverence for his bishop!
Serapis, however, was not the name of that young man; that was inscribed on another part of the trunk, and ran, "Vincent Crawley, RA." Serapis indicated the ship into whose hold all these things were to go. They had other marks, for some were to go to the bottom absit omen! the bottom of the hold, I mean, not of the sea, and were to remain there till the end of the voyage.
Shall I ask you to wait for my reply, or shall I send it by course of post?" "I think, Mr Crawley, as the bishop wishes me to undertake the duty " "You will not undertake the duty, Mr Thumble. You need not trouble yourself, for I shall not surrender my pulpit to you." "But the bishop " "I care nothing for the bishop in this matter." So much he spoke in anger, and then he corrected himself.
Rawdon Crawley retreated with Lord Southdown into a window, where the latter was heard to laugh immoderately, as Rawdon told him the story of Lady Bareacres wanting horses and "knuckling down by Jove," to Mrs. Crawley. "I think I needn't be afraid of THAT woman," Becky thought.
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