He almost
made up his mind that he would ask Reginald Morton. But then the
old lady would be in her tantrums, and there would be the
disagreeable necessity of making an explanation to that
inquisitive gentleman Mr. Elias Gotobed.
"I couldn't have met him, John; I couldn't indeed. I remember so
well all that occurred when your poor infatuated great-grandfather
would have that woman into the house! I was forced to have my meals
in my bedroom, and to get myself taken away as soon as I could get
a carriage and horses. After all that I ought not to be asked to
meet the child."
"I was thinking of asking old Mr. Cooper on Monday. I know she
doesn't go out. And perhaps Mr. Mainwaring wouldn't take it amiss.
Mr. Puttock, I know, isn't at home; but if he were, he couldn't
come." Mr. Puttock was the rector of Bragton, a very rich living,
but was unfortunately afflicted with asthma.
"Poor man. I heard of that; and he's only been here about six
years. I don't see why Mr. Mainwaring should take it amiss at all.
You can explain that you are only here a few days. I like to meet
clergymen. I think that it is the duty of a country gentleman to
ask them to his house. It shows a proper regard for religion.
By-the-bye, John, I hope that you'll see that they have a fire in
the church on Sunday." The Honourable Mrs.
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