As Sir George Meredith was there, Robarts could say nothing then to Lord Lufton about Mr.Sowerby and Mr.Sowerby's money affairs; but he did make an appointment for a _tete-a-tete_ on the next morning.
"You must come down and see my nags, Mark; they came to-day.

The Merediths will be off at twelve, and then we can have an hour together." Mark said he would, and then went home with his wife under his arm.
"Well, now, is not she kind ?" said Fanny, as soon as they were out on the gravel together.
"She is kind; kinder than I can tell you just at present.

But did you ever know anything so bitter as she is to the poor bishop?
And really the bishop is not so bad." "Yes; I know something much more bitter: and that is what she thinks of the bishop's wife.

And you know, Mark, it was so unladylike, her getting up in that way.

What must the people of Barchester think of her ?" "As far as I could see, the people of Barchester liked it." "Nonsense, Mark; they could not.