We shall be ready in a quarter of an hour, shall we not, Mrs.Proudie ?" and so they sailed off.
"And we shall have time for one glass of claret," said the bishop.
"There; that's seven by the cathedral," said Harold Smith, jumping up from his chair as he heard the clock.

"If the people have come it would not be right in me to keep them waiting, and I shall go." "Just one glass of claret, Mr.Smith, and we'll be off," said the bishop.
"Those women will keep me an hour," said Harold, filling his glass, and drinking it standing.

"They do it on purpose," He was thinking of his wife, but it seemed to the bishop as though his guest were actually speaking of Mrs.Proudie.
It was rather late when they all found themselves in the big room of the Mechanics' Institute; but I do not know whether this on the whole did them any harm.

Most of Mr.Smith's hearers, excepting the party from the palace, were Barchester tradesmen with their wives and families; and they waited, not impatiently, for the big people.

And then the lecture was gratis, a fact which is always borne in mind by an Englishman when he comes to reckon up and calculate the way in which he is treated.