CHAPTER XIII.
THE BISHOP'S ANGEL.
It was nearly nine before Mr.Crawley got back to his house, and found his wife and daughter waiting breakfast for him.

"I should not wonder if Grace were over here to-day," said Mrs.Crawley.

"She'd better remain where she is," said he.

After this the meal passed almost without a word.

When it was over, Jane, at a sign from her mother, went up to her father and asked him whether she should read with him.