"Bishop," she said, standing at her husband's study door.

"They have committed that man to gaol.

There was no help for them unless they had forsworn themselves." "Not forsworn themselves, my dear," said the bishop, striving, as was usual with him, by some meek and ineffectual word to teach his wife that she was occasionally led by her energy into error.

He never persisted in the lessons when he found, as was usual, that they were taken amiss.
"I say forsworn themselves!" said Mrs.Proudie; "and now what do you mean to do?
This is Thursday, and of course the man must not be allowed to desecrate the church of Hogglestock by performing the Sunday services." "If he has been committed, my dear, and is in prison,--" "I said nothing about prison, bishop." "Gaol, my dear." "I say they have committed him to gaol.

So my informant tells me.
But of course all the Plumstead and Framley set will move heaven and earth to get him out, so that he may be there as a disgrace to the diocese.