As the light of the Proudies still shone brightly, it was probable that poor old Lady Lufton might die before her battle was accomplished.

She often said that it would be so, but when so saying, always expressed a wish that the fight might be carried on after her death.

"I shall never, never rest in my grave," she had once said to the archdeacon, "while that woman sits in your father's palace." For the archdeacon's father had been Bishop of Barchester before Dr.Proudie.What mode of getting rid of the bishop or his wife Lady Lufton proposed to herself, I am unable to say; but I think she lived in hopes that in some way it might be done.

If only the bishop could have been found to have stolen a cheque for twenty pounds instead of poor Mr.Crawley, Lady Lufton would, I think, have been satisfied.
In the course of these battles Framley Court would sometimes assume a clerical aspect,--have a prevailing hue, as it were, of black coats, which was not altogether to the taste of Lord Lufton, and as to which he would make complaint to his wife, and to Mark Robarts, himself a clergyman.

"There's more of this than I can stand," he'd say to the latter.