That incident in itself is sufficient.

There is no need to lead a way down the steps that brought the Rev.Samuel Bishop to his final degradation and ultimate death.

The generous offer of the chaplaincy of a small union, the withdrawal of his son from Oxford, the dismissal of the tutelary services of the lady who had charge of his daughter's education, the replacing of a better man in the rectory at Cailsham--all these stages of the little tragedy have no intimate importance in themselves, except that they formed the first evolutionary periods of the development of Sally's life.

These were the press-gang of circumstances that forced her into the service of her sex; these, the shrilling calls of the bugle that bid her strap the haversack to her slender shoulders and march out to war against the sea of trouble.
In a living and moving institution such as the Christian Church, you cannot afford to be lenient to incompetency.

And the Rev.Samuel was incompetent.