'Thank you, Miss Hall.' 'And the Bishop of London was in the chair.

So, mother, if he isn't a bishop himself, you see he's been very near one,' said Mr Prothero, looking very much gratified.

'Well, I'll go now, Miss Gwynne, and look after that confounded--I beg your pardon, Miss--after that Irish jade,' and he went accordingly, leaving the ladies to talk it over with his wife..