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"I do hope you'll be firm about Gus," said Mrs. Stantiloup to Mrs. Momson. "If we're not to put down this kind of thing, what is the good of having any morals in the country at all? We might just as well live like pagans, and do without any marriage services, as they do in so many parts of the United States." "I wonder what the Bishop does think about it?" asked Mrs. Momson of the Bishop's wife.
There was a mystery, and the mystery, when unravelled, would no doubt prove to be very deleterious to the character of the persons concerned. Mrs. Stantiloup was quite sure that such must be the case. "It might be very well," said Mrs. Stantiloup, "for Dr.
All this had been true, and it had been true also, though of this Mrs. Stantiloup had not heard the particulars, that Mrs. Peacocke had explained to her neighbour that she did not intend to put herself on a visiting footing with any one. "But why not, my dear?" Mrs. Wortle had said, urged to the argument by precepts from her husband.
No questions were asked, and no explanations expected. It may be that Mrs. Stantiloup was affected with fresh moral horrors when she heard of the return, and that the Bishop said that the Doctor was foolish and headstrong as ever. It may be that there was a good deal of talk about it in the Close at Broughton.
Stantiloup has a tongue as loud as the town-crier's bell." "But what has Mrs. Stantiloup to say about me?" "Nothing, except in so far as she can hit me through you." "And what does the Bishop say?" "He thinks that I ought to know something of your life during those five years you were in America." "I think so also," said Mr. Peacocke. "I don't want to know anything for myself.
Had it come from Mrs. Stantiloup, it would, of course, have been nothing. I could have understood that her malice should have condescended to anything, however low. But from the Bishop!" "How will you be the worse? Who will know?" "I know it," said he, striking his breast. "I know it. The wound is here.
Stantiloup in the feeling that had prevailed at the palace. The Bishop, who had never yet been able to be masterful over him, had desired in a mild way to become masterful. He had liked the opportunity of writing that affectionate letter.
Had he been with the other gentlemen, Mrs. Stantiloup, violent as she was, would probably have held her tongue; but as he was absent, the opportunity was not bad for attacking the Bishop on the subject under discussion. "We were talking, my lord, about the Bowick school." Now the Bishop was a man who could be very confidential with one lady, but was apt to be guarded when men are concerned.
When the battles had been going on, those between the Doctor and the bishops, and the Doctor and Mrs. Stantiloup, and the Doctor and the newspapers, she had for a while been unhappy.
And then £2 10s. for champagne for the little boy! It was monstrous. Mr. Stantiloup remonstrated. Dr. Wortle said that the little boy had better be taken away and the bill paid at once. The little boy was taken away and the money was offered, short of £5. The matter was instantly put into the hands of the Doctor's lawyer, and a suit commenced.
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