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Stantiloup, acknowledged that the Doctor took a great deal too much upon himself. "He does it," said Mrs. Stantiloup, "just to show that there is nothing that he can't bring parents to assent to. Fancy, a woman living there as house-keeper with a man as usher, pretending to be husband and wife, when they knew all along that they were not married!" Mr.
Stantiloup, first, that the ladies had called upon each other, as ladies are wont to do who intend to cultivate a mutual personal acquaintance, and then that Mrs. Wortle had asked Mrs. Peacocke to dinner. But Mrs. Peacocke had refused not only that invitation, but subsequent invitations to the less ceremonious form of tea-drinking.
Lady Grogram was a great friend of hers, and was first cousin to that Mrs. Talbot who had a son at the school. Lady Grogram was an old woman of strong mind but small means, who was supposed to be potential over those connected with her. Mrs. Stantiloup feared that she could not be efficacious herself, either with Mr. or Mrs.
Stantiloup, "that there won't be much left of its popularity now. Keeping that abominable woman under the same roof with the boys! No master of a school that wasn't absolutely blown up with pride, would have taken such people as those Peacockes without making proper inquiry. And then to let him preach in the church! I suppose Mr. Momson will allow you to send for Augustus at once?"
"It does make a very great difference," said Lady Margaret's husband, the parson, wishing to help the Bishop in his difficulty. "I don't see it at all," said Mrs. Stantiloup. "The main spirit in the matter is just as manifest whether the lady is or is not allowed to look after the boys' linen. In fact, I despise him for making the pretence.
I don't think the Bishop himself would object to that; and I shouldn't care a straw if he did." "Will he go on with the school?" whispered Mrs. Wortle. "Will the school go on? If the school goes on, he will go on, I suppose. About that you had better ask Mrs. Stantiloup." "I will ask nobody but you," said the wife, putting up her face to kiss him.
Yours faithfully, "If you come across any friend who has a boy here, you are perfectly at liberty to show him or her this letter." The defection of the Momsons wounded the Doctor, no doubt. He was aware that Mrs. Stantiloup had been at Buttercup, and that the Bishop also had been there and he could put two and two together; but it hurt him to think that one so "staunch" though so "stupid" as Mrs.
And the boys' mammas! How would she be able to endure the sight of that horrid Mrs. Stantiloup; or Mrs. Stantiloup's words, which would certainly be conveyed to her? But there was something much worse for her even than all this. The Doctor insisted that she should go and call upon the woman! "And take Mary?" asked Mrs. Wortle. "What would be the good of taking Mary?
"Yes; I have certainly heard of Mr. Peacocke. He, I believe, has left Dr. Wortle's seminary." "But she remains!" said Mrs. Stantiloup, with tragic energy. "So I understand; in the house; but not as part of the establishment." "Does that make so much difference?" asked Lady Margaret.
Stantiloup had sent her own doctor. Champagne had been ordered, and carriage exercise. Mr. Stantiloup had been forced by his wife to refuse to pay sums demanded for these undoubted extras. Ten shillings a-day for a drive for a little boy seemed to her a great deal, seemed so to Mrs. Stantiloup. Ought not the Doctor's wife to have been proud to take out her little boy in her own carriage?
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