‘I have yet to learn, Mrs Proudie, that you have the power to insist either on my going from hence or on my staying here.’

‘What!’ said the lady; ‘I am not to have the privilege of saying who shall and who shall not frequent my own drawing–room! I am not to save my servants and dependents from having their morals corrupted by improper conduct! I am not to save my own daughters from impurity! I will let you see, Mr Slope, whether I have the power or whether I have not. You will have the goodness to understand that you no longer fill any situation about the bishop; and as your room will be immediately wanted in the palace for another chaplain, I must ask you to provide yourself with apartments as soon as may be convenient to you.’

‘My lord,’ said Mr Slope, appealing to the bishop, and so turning his back completely on the lady, ‘will you permit me to ask that I may have from your own lips and decision that you may have come to on this matter?’

‘Certainly, Mr Slope, certainly,’ said the bishop; ‘that is but reasonable. Well, my decision is that you had better look for some other preferment. For the situation which you have lately held I do not think you are well suited.’

‘And what, my lord, has been my fault?’

‘That Signora Neroni is one fault,’ said Mrs Proudie; ‘and a very abominable fault she is; very abominable, and very disgraceful. Fie, Mr Slope, fie! You an evangelical clergyman indeed!’

‘My lord, I desire to know for what fault I am turned out of your lordship’s house.’

‘You hear what Mrs Proudie says,’ said the bishop.

‘When I publish the history of this transaction, my lord, as I decidedly shall do in my own vindication, I presume you will not wish me to state that you have discarded me at your wife’s bidding —because she has objected to my being acquainted with another lady, the daughter of one of the prebendaries of the chapter?’

‘You may publish as you please, sir,’ said Mrs Proudie. ‘But you will not be insane enough to publish any of your doings in Barchester. Do you think I have not heard of your kneelings at that creature’s feet—that is if she has any feet—and of your constant slobbering over her hand? I advise you to beware, Mr Slope, of what you do and say. Clergymen have been unfrocked for less than what you have been guilty of.’

‘My lord, if this goes on I shall be obliged to indict this woman— Mrs Proudie I mean—for defamation of character.’

‘I think, Mr Slope, you had better now retire,’ said the bishop. ‘I will enclose to you a cheque for any balance that may be due to you; and, under the present circumstances, it will of course be better for all parties that you should leave the palace at the earliest possible moment.’

‘If, however, you wish to remain in this neighbourhood,’ said Mrs Proudie, ‘and will solemnly pledge yourself never again to see that woman, and will promise also to be more circumspect in your conduct, the bishop will mention your name to Mr Quiverful, who now wants a curate at Puddingdale. The house is, I imagine, quite sufficient for your requirements: and there will moreover by a stipend of fifty pounds a year.’

‘May God forgive you, madam, for the manner in which you have treated me,’ said Mr Slope, looking at her with a very heavenly look; ‘and remember this, madam, that you yourself may still have a fall;’ and he looked at her with a very worldly look. ‘As to the bishop, I pity him!’ And so saying, Mr Slope left the room. Thus ended the intimacy of the Bishop of Barchester with his confidential chaplain.


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