He then suggested that he would on that afternoon ride over himself to Dr Grantly, and inform him of his altered intentions on the subject, and with this view, he postponed his immediate return to London.
This was all very pleasant, and Eleanor did enjoy a sort of triumph in the feeling that she had attained the object for which she had sought this interview; but still the part of Iphigenia was to be played out.
The gods had heard her prayer, granted her request, and were they not to have their promised sacrifice?
Eleanor was not a girl to defraud them wilfully; so, as soon as she decently could, she got up for her bonnet.
"Are you going so soon ?" said Bold, who half an hour since would have given a hundred pounds that he was in London, and she still at Barchester.
"Oh yes!" said she.

"I am so much obliged to you; papa will feel this to be so kind." She did not quite appreciate all her father's feelings.

"Of course I must tell him, and I will say that you will see the archdeacon." "But may I not say one word for myself ?" said Bold.
"I'll fetch you your bonnet, Eleanor," said Mary, in the act of leaving the room.
"Mary, Mary," said she, getting up and catching her by her dress; "don't go, I'll get my bonnet myself." But Mary, the traitress, stood fast by the door, and permitted no such retreat.

Poor Iphigenia! And with a volley of impassioned love, John Bold poured forth the feelings of his heart, swearing, as men do, some truths and many falsehoods; and Eleanor repeated with every shade of vehemence the "No, no, no," which had had a short time since so much effect; but now, alas! its strength was gone.

Let her be never so vehement, her vehemence was not respected; all her "No, no, no's" were met with counter-asseverations, and at last were overpowered.