He had given up his fellowship, had married and had accepted an insignificant country living.

He asked nothing, and he got nothing.

He never attracted the notice of his bishop by doing anything extraordinary, nor the notice of the public by appearing in print.

He baptized, married and buried the people of Billingsfield, Essex, and he took private pupils.

He wrote a sermon once a fortnight, and revised old ones for the other three occasions out of four.