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Your friend Mr Slope was with me a few minutes since, full of life and spirits' why don't you rival him? It was not difficult for so acute an observer as Madeline Neroni to see that she had hit the nail on the head and driven the bolt home. Mr Arabin winced visibly before her attack, and she knew at once that he was jealous of Mr Slope.
Arabin decided against himself; he decided that it had done so in his case, and that he was not the purest of men. He also decided, which was more to his purpose, that Eleanor did not care a straw for him, and that very probably she did care a straw for his rival.
When the master found that his eloquence was vain, and heard also that Mr Arabin was about to become Mr Harding's son-in-law, he confessed that he also would, under such circumstances, be glad to see his old friend and protege, the fellow of his college, placed in the comfortable position that was going a-begging.
And she, also, was unhappy to think that her parish clergyman should be accused of worshipping a strange goddess. She, also, was of opinion, that rectors and vicars should all be married, and with that good-natured energy which was characteristic of her, she put her wits to work to find a fitting match for Mr Arabin.
"There," said she, breathless with her haste; "there, take him take him, and love him." Mr. Arabin took the little fellow from her and, kissing him again and again, prayed God to bless him. "He shall be all as my own all as my own," said he. Eleanor, as she stooped to take back her child, kissed the hand that held him and then rushed back with her treasure to her chamber. It was thus that Mr.
He didn't steal the cheque. Mrs Arabin gave it to him." "Who says so? How do you know? Oh, dear; I am so happy, if it's true." Then she saw Mr Toogood and curtseyed. "It is quite true, my dear," said Mr Walker. "Mr Toogood has had a message by the wires from Mrs Arabin at Venice. She is coming home at once, and no doubt everything will be put right.
But there was still left one of the family, not a Grantly, indeed, but one so nearly allied to them as to have his boat moored in the same harbour, who, as the major well knew, would thoroughly sympathise with him. This was old Mr Harding, his mother's father, the father of his mother and of his aunt Mrs Arabin, whose home was now at the deanery.
Be that as it may, Mr Arabin decided against himself; he decided that it had done so in his case, and that he was not the purest of men. He also decided, which was more to his purpose, that Eleanor did not care a straw for him, and that very probably did not care a straw for his rival.
"If the bishop really means to confer the appointment on Mr. Harding," argued Mr. Arabin, "he will take care to let him have some other intimation than a message conveyed through a letter to a lady. Were Mr. Harding to present himself at the palace, he might merely be playing Mr. Slope's game;" and thus it was settled that nothing should be done till the great Dr.
Harding again showed his weakness. In the melee of this exposal of their loves and reciprocal affection, he found himself unable to resist the entreaties of all parties that the lodgings in the High Street should be given up. Eleanor would not live in the deanery, she said, unless her father lived there also. Mr. Arabin would not be dean, unless Mr. Harding would be co-dean with him.
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