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Mr Arabin was a diffident man in social intercourse with those whom he did not intimately know; when placed in situations which it was his business to fill, and discussing matters with which it was his duty to be conversant, Mr Arabin was from habit brazed-faced enough.
But Mr Arabin comforted by an assurance that he should meet Mr Slope with the greatest pleasure imaginable, and made her promise that she would introduce them to each other. But this triumph of Mr Slope's was not so agreeable to Eleanor, who since her return to Barchester had done her best to avoid him.
"He is a horrible man," said Jane, almost in a whisper; but the words were distinctly audible by the dean. "They need not come any more," said Arabin. "That is where I fear we differ. I think they must come, or some others in their place, till the bishop shall have expressed his pleasure to the contrary.
But Eleanor was not in love with him. How many shades there are between love and indifference, and how little the graduated scale is understood! She had now been nearly three weeks in the same house with Mr. Arabin, and had received much of his attention and listened daily to his conversation. He had usually devoted at least some portion of his evening to her exclusively. At Dr.
And as for decency, when I remember some things, I must say that when the comfort and good-will went, the decency went along with them. And now she is dead! I wonder how the bishop will get on without her." "Like a house on fire, I should think," said Johnny. "Fie, Mr Eames; you shouldn't speak in such a way on such a subject." Mrs Arabin and Johnny became fast friends as they journeyed home.
This is what you get from Eleanor's teaching." Eleanor was the dean's wife, and Mrs Grantly's younger sister. "It has always been a sorrow to me that I ever brought Arabin into the diocese." "I never asked you to bring him, archdeacon. But nobody was so glad as you when he proposed to Eleanor."
Arabin," continued the signora, "don't you think Mr. Slope is a very lucky man?" "Not more so than he deserves, I am sure," said Mr. Arabin. "Only think, Mr. Thorne, he is to be our new dean; of course we all know that." "Indeed, signora," said Mr. Slope, "we all know nothing about it. I can assure you I myself " "He is to be the new dean there is no manner of doubt of it, Mr. Thorne."
Alas! you need not urge me, when the temptation is so strong!" Mr Crawley Is Conquered It was more than a week before the archdeacon received a reply from Mr Crawley, during which time the dean had been over to Hogglestock more than once, as had also Mrs Arabin and Lady Lufton the younger, and there had been letters written without end, and the archdeacon had been nearly beside himself.
Mr Arabin understood little of the nature of a woman's feelings, or he would have known how improbable it was that she should make any clearer declarations than she had done. Few men do understand the nature of a woman's heart, till years have robbed such understanding of its value. And it is well that it should be so, or men would triumph too easily.
Arabin uttered no oaths, kept his hand mostly in his trousers pocket, and had no more thought of kissing Madame Neroni than of kissing the Countess De Courcy. As soon as Mr. Arabin saw Mrs. Bold enter the room he blushed and rose from his chair; then he sat down again, and then again got up.
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