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Before her St Ewold's was spoken of as the home that was to belong to the Crawleys for the next twenty years. Mrs Grantly was very loving with her, lavishing upon her pretty presents, and words that were prettier than the presents.
"Mr. Tickler will have great reason to complain if, in your position, you indulge such habits of idleness," she said. Therefore I conceive that I am justified in saying that in that encounter Mrs. Grantly was the conqueror. Don Quixote On the day on which Lucy had her interview with Lady Lufton the dean dined at Framley parsonage.
He had then left the room when she began to talk about Miss Grantly; and once again in the course of the evening, when his mother, not very judiciously, said a word or two about Griselda's beauty, he had remarked that she was no conjurer, and would hardly set the Thames on fire. "If she were a conjurer," said Lady Lufton, rather piqued, "I should not now be going to take her out in London.
'I believe that he has done a great deal; and, as far as I am concerned, I am grateful to him. I judge people by their acts, and his, as far as I can see them, are good. She then paused for a moment. 'If you have nothing further to say, I shall be obliged by being permitted to say good night I am very tired. Dr Grantly had, as he thought, done his best to be gracious to his sister-in-law.
They could not begin immediately to tell him of Mr Crawley, but as soon as his mind had turned itself away from the thoughts of his absent daughter, Mrs Grantly again reverted to her news. "We have come to tell about Mr Crawley, papa." "What about him?" "He is quite innocent." "I knew it, my dear. I always said so. Did I not always say so, archdeacon?" "Indeed you did. I'll give you that credit."
It was pretty well understood that the outgoing premier had made his selection, and that, if the question rested with him, the mitre would descend on the head of Archdeacon Grantly, the old bishop's son, who had long managed the affairs of the diocese. A trying time was this for the archdeacon as he sat by his father's dying bed.
He knew it must be now or never. He was already over fifty, and there was little chance that his friends who were now leaving office would soon return to it. No probable British prime minister but he who was now in, he who was so soon to be out, would think of making a bishop of Dr. Grantly.
Slope: a new bishop just come to his seat could not wish to insult his clergy while the gloss was yet fresh on his first apron. Then up rose Dr. Grantly and, having thus collected the scattered wisdom of his associates, spoke forth with words of deep authority.
Mr Walker had invited Dr Tempest and Miss Anne Prettyman and Major Grantly to meet Mr Toogood, and had explained, in a manner intended to be half earnest and half jocose, that though Mr Toogood was an attorney, like himself, and was at this moment engaged in a noble way on behalf of his cousin's husband, without any idea of receiving back even the money which he would be out of pocket, still he wasn't quite, not quite, you know "not quite so much of a gentleman as I am," Mr Walker would have said, had he spoken out freely that which he insinuated.
Arabin was accompanied by her sister-in-law, Mary Bold. "It must be very grievous to Mrs. Grantly, very grievous indeed," said Mrs. Proudie, "and I sincerely feel for her. But, Mrs. Arabin, all these lessons are sent to us for our eternal welfare." "Of course," said Mrs. Arabin. "But as to this special lesson, I am inclined to doubt that it " "Ah-h! I fear it is too true.
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