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The poor lecturer, as he seated himself, made some remark such as those he had been making for the last two daysâ âfor out of a full heart the mouth speaketh. But he spoke to an impatient listener. âDâ âžș the South Sea islanders,â said Mr. Sowerby. âYouâll have it all your own way in a few minutes, like a bull in a china-shop; but for Heavenâs sake let us have a little peace till that time comes.â It appeared that Mr. Sowerbyâs little plan of having Miss Dunstable for his companion was not quite insignificant; and, indeed, it may be said that but few of his little plans were so. At the present moment he flung himself back in the carriage and prepared for sleep. He could further no plan of his by a tĂȘte-Ă -tĂȘte conversation with his brother-in-law.
And then Mrs. Proudie began her story about Mr. Slope, or rather recommenced it. She was very fond of talking about this gentleman, who had once been her pet chaplain but was now her bitterest foe; and in telling the story, she had sometimes to whisper to Miss Dunstable, for there were one or two fie-fie little anecdotes about a married lady, not altogether fit for young Mr. Robartsâs ears. But Mrs. Harold Smith insisted on having them out loud, and Miss Dunstable would gratify that lady in spite of Mrs. Proudieâs winks.
âWhat, kissing her hand, and he a clergyman!â said Miss Dunstable. âI did not think they ever did such things, Mr. Robarts.â
âStill waters run deepest,â said Mrs. Harold Smith.
âHush-h-h,â looked, rather than spoke, Mrs. Proudie. âThe grief of spirit which that bad man caused me nearly broke my heart, and all the while, you know, he was courtingâ ââ and then Mrs. Proudie whispered a name.
âWhat, the deanâs wife!â shouted Miss Dunstable, in a voice which made the coachman of the next carriage give a chuck to his horses as he overheard her.
âThe archdeaconâs sister-in-law!â screamed Mrs. Harold Smith.
âWhat might he not have attempted next?â said Miss Dunstable.
âShe wasnât the deanâs wife then, you know,â said Mrs. Proudie, explaining.
âWell, youâve a gay set in the chapter, I must say,â said Miss Dunstable. âYou ought to make one of them in Barchester, Mr. Robarts.â
âOnly perhaps Mrs. Robarts might not like it,â said Mrs. Harold Smith.
âAnd then the schemes which he tried on with the bishop!â said Mrs. Proudie.
âItâs all fair in love and war, you know,â said Miss Dunstable.
âBut he little knew whom he had to deal with when he began that,â said Mrs. Proudie.
âThe bishop was too many for him,â suggested Mrs. Harold Smith, very maliciously.
âIf the bishop was not, somebody else was; and he was obliged to leave Barchester in utter disgrace. He has since married the wife of some tallow-chandler.â
âThe wife!â said Miss Dunstable. âWhat a man!â
âWidow, I mean; but itâs all one to him.â
âThe gentleman was clearly born when Venus was in the ascendant,â said Mrs. Smith. âYou clergymen usually are, I believe, Mr. Robarts.â So that Mrs. Proudieâs carriage was by no means the dullest as they drove into Barchester that day; and by degrees our friend Mark became accustomed to his companions, and before they reached the palace he acknowledged to himself that Miss Dunstable was very good fun.
We cannot linger over the bishopâs dinner, though it was very good of its kind; and as Mr. Sowerby contrived to sit next to Miss Dunstable, thereby overturning a little scheme made by Mr. Supplehouse, he again shone forth in unclouded good humour. But Mr. Harold Smith became impatient immediately on the withdrawal of the cloth. The lecture was to begin at seven, and according to his watch that hour had already come. He declared that Sowerby and Supplehouse were endeavouring to delay matters in order that the Barchesterians might become vexed and impatient; and so the bishop was not allowed to exercise his hospitality in true episcopal fashion.
âYou forget, Sowerby,â said Supplehouse, âthat the world here for the last fortnight has been looking forward to nothing else.â
âThe world shall be gratified at once,â said Mrs. Harold, obeying a little nod from Mrs. Proudie. âCome, my dear,â and she took hold of Miss Dunstableâs arm, âdonât let us keep Barchester waiting. We shall be ready in a quarter-of-an-hour, shall we not, Mrs. Proudie?â and so they sailed off.
âAnd we shall have time for one glass of claret,â said the bishop.
âThere; thatâs seven by the cathedral,â said Harold Smith, jumping up from his chair as he heard the clock. âIf the people have come it would not be right in me to keep them waiting, and I shall go.â
âJust one glass of claret, Mr. Smith, and weâll be off,â said the bishop.
âThose women will keep me an hour,â said Harold, filling his glass, and drinking it standing. âThey do it on purpose.â He was thinking of his wife, but it seemed to the bishop as though his guest were actually speaking of Mrs. Proudie.
It was rather late when they all found themselves in the big room of the Mechanicsâ Institute; but I do not know whether this on the whole did them any harm. Most of Mr. Smithâs hearers, excepting the party from the palace, were Barchester tradesmen with their wives and families; and they waited, not impatiently, for the big people. And then the lecture was gratis, a fact which is always borne in mind by an Englishman when he comes to reckon up and calculate the way in which he is treated. When he pays his money, then he takes his choice; he may be impatient or not as he likes. His sense of justice teaches him so much, and in accordance with that sense he usually acts.
So the people on the benches rose graciously when the palace party entered the room. Seats for them had been kept in the front. There were three armchairs, which were filled, after some little hesitation, by the bishop, Mrs. Proudie, and Miss Dunstableâ âMrs. Smith positively declining to take one of them; though, as she admitted, her rank as Lady Papua of the islands did give her some claim. And this remark, as it was made quite out
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