My dear Mrs.
Bold, would you object to seeing the bishop yourself ?" "Why should not my father see him ?" said Eleanor.

She had once before in her life interfered in her father's affairs, and then not to much advantage.

She was older now and felt that she should take no step in a matter so vital to him without his consent.
"Why, to tell the truth," said Mr.Slope with a look of sorrow, as though he greatly bewailed the want of charity in his patron, "the bishop fancies that he has cause of anger against your father.

I fear an interview would lead to further ill-will." "Why," said Eleanor, "my father is the mildest, the gentlest man living." "I only know," said Slope, "that he has the best of daughters.

So you would not see the bishop?
As to getting an interview, I could manage that for you without the slightest annoyance to yourself." "I could do nothing, Mr.Slope, without consulting my father." "Ah!" said he, "that would be useless; you would then only be your father's messenger.