Now Mrs.Grantly was by no means willing to throw her influence into the hands of her titled daughter.
But the titled daughter was consulted and gave her advice.

On the occasion of the present visit to Plumstead she had consented to lay her head for two nights on the parsonage pillows, and on the second evening her brother the major was to come over from Cosby Lodge to meet her.

Before his coming the affair of Grace Crawley was discussed.
"It would break my heart, Griselda," said the archdeacon, piteously--"and your mother's." "There is nothing against the girl's character," said Mrs.Grantly, "and the father and mother are gentlefolks by birth; but such a marriage for Henry would be very unseemly." "To make it worse, there is this terrible story about him," said the archdeacon.
"I don't suppose there is much in that," said Mrs.Grantly.
"I can't say.

There is no knowing.

They told me to-day in Barchester that Soames is pressing the case against him." "Who is Soames, papa ?" asked the marchioness.
"He is Lord Lufton's man of business, my dear." "Oh, Lord Lufton's man of business!" There was something of a sneer in the tone of the lady's voice as she mentioned Lord Lufton's name.
"I am told," continued the archdeacon, "that Soames declares the cheque was taken from a pocket-book which he left by accident in Crawley's house." "You don't mean to say, archdeacon, that you think that Mr.
Crawley--a clergyman--stole it!" said Mrs.Grantly.
"I don't say anything of the kind, my dear.