The Last Chronicle of Barset [246]
listen and then reply, she might gradually make her way into the conversation; and if her words were once accepted then she could say all that she desired to say; then she could play her part and become somebody in the episcopal work. When once she should have been allowed liberty of speech, the enemy would be powerless to stop her. But all this Dr Tempest understood quite as well as she understood it, and had they waited till night he would not have been the first to mention Mr Crawley's name.
The bishop sighed aloud. The sigh might be taken as expressing grief over the sin of an erring brother whose conduct they were then to discuss, and was not amiss. But when the sigh with its attendant murmurs had passed away it was necessary that some initiative step should be taken. 'Dr Tempest,' said the bishop, 'what are we to do about this poor stiff-necked gentleman?' Still Dr Tempest did not speak. 'There is no clergyman in the diocese,' continued the bishop, 'in whose prudence and wisdom I have more confidence than in yours. And I know, too, that you are by no means disposed to severity where severe measures are not necessary. What ought we to do? If he has been guilty, he should not surely return to his pulpit after the expiration of such punishment as the law of this country may award him.'
Dr Tempest looked at Mrs Proudie, thinking that she might perhaps say a word now; but Mrs Proudie knew her part better and was silent. Angry as she was, she contrived to hold her peace. Let the debate once begin and she would be able to creep into it, and then to lead it--and so she would hold her own. But she had met a foe as wary as herself. 'My lord,' said the doctor, 'it will perhaps be well that you should communicate your wishes to me in writing. If it be possible for me to comply with them I will do so.'
'Yes;--exactly; no doubt;--but I thought that perhaps we might better understand each other if we had a few words of quiet conversation upon the subject. I believe you know the steps that I have--'
But here the bishop was interrupted. Dr Tempest rose from his chair, and advancing to the table put both hands upon it. 'My lord,' he said, 'I feel myself compelled to say that which I would very much rather leave unsaid, were it possible. I feel the difficulty, and I may say delicacy, of my position; but I should be untrue to my conscience and to my feeling of what is right in such matters, if I were take any part on a discussion on this matter in the presence of--a lady.'
'Dr Tempest, what is your objection?' said Mrs Proudie, rising from her chair, and coming also to the table, so that from thence she might confront her opponent; and as she stood opposite to Dr Tempest she also put both her hands upon the table.
'My dear, perhaps you will leave us for a few moments,' said the bishop. Poor bishop! Poor weak bishop! As the words came from his mouth he knew that they would be spoken in vain, and that if so, it would have been better for him to have left them unspoken.
'Why should I be dismissed from your room without a reason?' said Mrs Proudie. 'Cannot Dr Tempest understand that a wife may share her husband's counsels--as she must share his troubles? If he cannot, I pity him very much as to his own household.'
'Dr Tempest,' said the bishop, 'Mrs Proudie takes the greatest possible interest in everything concerning the diocese.'
'I am sure, my lord,' said the doctor, 'that you will see how unseemly it would be that I should interfere in any way between you and Mrs Proudie. I certainly will not do so. I can only say again that if you will communicate with me your wishes in writing, I will attend to them--if it be possible.'
'You mean to be stubborn,' said Mrs Proudie, whose prudence was beginning to give way under the great provocation to which her temper was being subjected.
'Yes, madam; if it is to be called stubbornness, I must be stubborn. My lord, Mrs Proudie spoke to me on this subject in the breakfast-room after you had left it, and I then ventured to explain to her that in accordance with such
The bishop sighed aloud. The sigh might be taken as expressing grief over the sin of an erring brother whose conduct they were then to discuss, and was not amiss. But when the sigh with its attendant murmurs had passed away it was necessary that some initiative step should be taken. 'Dr Tempest,' said the bishop, 'what are we to do about this poor stiff-necked gentleman?' Still Dr Tempest did not speak. 'There is no clergyman in the diocese,' continued the bishop, 'in whose prudence and wisdom I have more confidence than in yours. And I know, too, that you are by no means disposed to severity where severe measures are not necessary. What ought we to do? If he has been guilty, he should not surely return to his pulpit after the expiration of such punishment as the law of this country may award him.'
Dr Tempest looked at Mrs Proudie, thinking that she might perhaps say a word now; but Mrs Proudie knew her part better and was silent. Angry as she was, she contrived to hold her peace. Let the debate once begin and she would be able to creep into it, and then to lead it--and so she would hold her own. But she had met a foe as wary as herself. 'My lord,' said the doctor, 'it will perhaps be well that you should communicate your wishes to me in writing. If it be possible for me to comply with them I will do so.'
'Yes;--exactly; no doubt;--but I thought that perhaps we might better understand each other if we had a few words of quiet conversation upon the subject. I believe you know the steps that I have--'
But here the bishop was interrupted. Dr Tempest rose from his chair, and advancing to the table put both hands upon it. 'My lord,' he said, 'I feel myself compelled to say that which I would very much rather leave unsaid, were it possible. I feel the difficulty, and I may say delicacy, of my position; but I should be untrue to my conscience and to my feeling of what is right in such matters, if I were take any part on a discussion on this matter in the presence of--a lady.'
'Dr Tempest, what is your objection?' said Mrs Proudie, rising from her chair, and coming also to the table, so that from thence she might confront her opponent; and as she stood opposite to Dr Tempest she also put both her hands upon the table.
'My dear, perhaps you will leave us for a few moments,' said the bishop. Poor bishop! Poor weak bishop! As the words came from his mouth he knew that they would be spoken in vain, and that if so, it would have been better for him to have left them unspoken.
'Why should I be dismissed from your room without a reason?' said Mrs Proudie. 'Cannot Dr Tempest understand that a wife may share her husband's counsels--as she must share his troubles? If he cannot, I pity him very much as to his own household.'
'Dr Tempest,' said the bishop, 'Mrs Proudie takes the greatest possible interest in everything concerning the diocese.'
'I am sure, my lord,' said the doctor, 'that you will see how unseemly it would be that I should interfere in any way between you and Mrs Proudie. I certainly will not do so. I can only say again that if you will communicate with me your wishes in writing, I will attend to them--if it be possible.'
'You mean to be stubborn,' said Mrs Proudie, whose prudence was beginning to give way under the great provocation to which her temper was being subjected.
'Yes, madam; if it is to be called stubbornness, I must be stubborn. My lord, Mrs Proudie spoke to me on this subject in the breakfast-room after you had left it, and I then ventured to explain to her that in accordance with such