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He ate his dinner again as though he liked it, and abused the Liberals, and was anxious about the grapes and peaches, as was always the case with him when things were going well. All this, as Mrs. Wortle understood, had come to him from the brilliancy of Mary's prospects. But though he held his tongue on the subject, Mrs. Wortle did not.
And she has succeeded in getting hold of the very people through whom she could injure me. Of course all this correspondence with the Bishop has helped. The Bishop hasn't kept it as a secret. Why should he?" "The Bishop has had nothing to do with the school," said Mrs. Wortle. "No; but the things have been mixed up together.
"I will not judge him; but I do think that it has been a misfortune. You, of course, were in ignorance." "Had I known all about it, I should have been very much inclined to do the same." This was, in fact, not true, and was said simply in a spirit of contradiction. The Bishop shook his head and smiled. "My school is a matter of more importance," said the Doctor. "Hardly, hardly, Dr. Wortle."
Wortle was not so delighted to hear when she was told by Mary that he had spent two or three hours at the Rectory. Mrs. Wortle began to think whether the visitor could have known of her intended absence and the Doctor's. That Mary had not known that the visitor was coming she was quite certain.
"I don't think that at all, Lady Margaret." "I mean in the way of being so very good-natured and kind. Her brother came; didn't he?" "Her first husband's brother," said Mrs. Wortle, blushing. "Her first husband!" "Well; you know what I mean, Lady Margaret." "Yes; I know what you mean. It is so very shocking; isn't it? And so the two men have gone off together to look for the third.
"It was very different." "If you could know, Mrs. Wortle, how difficult it would have been to go away and leave him! It was not till he came to me and told me that he was going down to Texas, to see how it had been with my husband, that I ever knew what it was to love a man. He had never said a word. He tried not to look it. But I knew that I had his heart and that he had mine.
Wortle would send her housekeeper through for some of the little boys. It would then be a good time for the little boys. But this would generally be during the Doctor's absence. Here, on the school side of the wall, there was a separate establishment of servants, and a separate kitchen.
Before the end of the week had arrived, there came a letter to him which he had not at all expected, and a letter also to the Doctor, both from Lord Bracy. The letter to Mr. Peacocke was as follows: "MY DEAR SIR, I have been much gratified by what I have heard both from Dr. Wortle and my son as to his progress.
"I do. I like her very much. I go and see her often; and I'm sure of this; she is quite a lady. Mamma asked her to go to Carstairs for the holidays because of what I said." "She is not going?" "No; neither of them will come. I wish they would; and oh, Miss Wortle, I do so wish you were going to be there too." This is all that was said of peculiar tenderness between them on that walk home.
Do we not all feel overcome with pity for the poor woman because she encountered trouble that was so improbable? How much more improbable was it that I should come across a clergyman who had encountered such improbabilities." In answer to this Mrs. Wortle could only shake her head, not at all understanding the purport of her husband's argument.
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