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precentorship. The income of this office will now be necessary to
me; indeed, I do not know why I should be ashamed to say

that I should have difficulty in supporting myself without it.
'Your Lordship, and such others as you may please to

consult on the matter, will at once see that my resignation" target="_blank" title="n.辞职(书);放弃;顺从">resignation of the
wardenship need offer not the slightest bar to its occupation

by another person. I am thought in the wrong by all those
whom I have consulted in the matter; I have very little but

an inward and an unguided conviction of my own to bring me
to this step, and I shall, indeed, be hurt to find that any slur

is thrown on the preferment which your kindness bestowed
on me, by my resignation" target="_blank" title="n.辞职(书);放弃;顺从">resignation of it. I, at any rate for one, shall

look on any successor whom you may appoint as enjoying a
clerical situation of the highest respectability, and one to

which your Lordship's nomination gives an indefeasible right.
'I cannot finish this official letter without again thanking

your Lordship for all your great kindness, and I beg to
subscribe myself- -Your Lordship's most obedient servant

'SEPTIMUS HARDING,
'Warden of Barchester Hospital,

and Precentor of the Cathedral.'
He then wrote the following private note:

'My DEAR BISHOP,
'I cannot send you the accompanying official letter without

a warmer expression of thanks for all your kindness than would
befit a document which may to a certain degree be made

public. You, I know, will understand the feeling, and, perhaps,
pity the weakness which makes me resign the hospital. I am not

made of calibre strong enough to withstand public attack. Were
I convinced that I stood on ground perfectly firm, that I was

certainly justified in taking eight hundred a year under Hiram's
will, I should feel bound by duty to retain the position, however

unendurable might be the nature of the assault; but, as I do
not feel this conviction, I cannot believe that you will think me

wrong in what I am doing.
'I had at one time an idea of keeping only some moderate

portion of the income; perhaps three hundred a year, and of
remitting the remainder to the trustees; but it occurred to

me, and I think with reason, that by so doing I should place
my successors in an invidious position, and greatly damage

your patronage.
'My dear friend, let me have a line from you to say that you

do not blame me for what I am doing, and that the officiating
vicar of Crabtree Parva will be the same to you as the warden

of the hospital.
'I am very anxious about the precentorship: the archdeacon

thinks it must go with the wardenship; I think not, and, that,
having it, I cannot be ousted. I will, however, be guided

by you and the dean. No other duty will suit me so well,
or come so much within my power of adequate performance.

'I thank you from my heart for the preferment which I am
now giving up, and for all your kindness, and am, dear bishop,

now as always-- Yours most sincerely,
'SEPTIMUS HARDING

'LONDON, - AUGUST, 18--'
Having written these letters and made a copy of the former

one for the benefit of the archdeacon, Mr Harding, whom we
must now cease to call the warden, he having designated himself

so for the last time, found that it was nearly two o'clock,
and that he must prepare for his journey. Yes, from this time

he never again admitted the name by which he had been so
familiarly known, and in which, to tell the truth, he had

rejoiced. The love of titles is common to all men, and a vicar
or fellow is as pleased at becoming Mr Archdeacon or Mr

Provost, as a lieutenant at getting his captaincy, or a city
tallow-chandler in becoming Sir John on the occasion of a

Queen's visit to a new bridge. But warden he was no longer,
and the name of precentor, though the office was to him so

dear, confers in itself no sufficient distinction; our friend,
therefore, again became Mr Harding.

Mrs Grantly had gone out; he had, therefore, no one to
delay him by further entreaties to postpone his journey; he

had soon arranged his bag, and paid his bill, and, leaving a
note for his daughter, in which he put the copy of his official

letter, he got into a cab and drove away to the station with
something of triumph in his heart.

Had he not cause for triumph? Had he not been supremely
successful? Had he not for the first time in his life held his

own purpose against that of his son-in-law, and manfully combated
against great odds--against the archdeacon's wife as well

as the archdeacon? Had he not gained a great victory, and
was it not fit that he should step into his cab with triumph?

He had not told Eleanor when he would return, but she was
on the look-out for him by every train by which he could

arrive, and the pony-carriage was at the Barchester station
when the train drew up at the platform.

'My dear,' said he, sitting beside her, as she steered her
little vessel to one side of the road to make room for the

clattering omnibus as they passed from the station into the town,
'I hope you'll be able to feel a proper degree of respect for the

vicar of Crabtree.'
'Dear papa,' said she, 'I am so glad.'

There was great comfort in returning home to that pleasant
house, though he was to leave it so soon, and in discussing with

his daughter all that he had done, and all that he had to do.
It must take some time to get out of one house into another;

the curate at Crabtree could not be abolished under six
months, that is, unless other provision could be made for him;

and then the furniture--the most of that must be sold to pay
Sir Abraham Haphazard for sitting up till twelve at night.

Mr Harding was strangelyignorant as to lawyers' bills; he
had no idea, from twenty pounds to two thousand, as to the

sum in which he was indebted for legal assistance. True, he
had called in no lawyer himself; true, he had been no consenting

party to the employment of either Cox and Cummins,
or Sir Abraham; he had never been consulted on such

matters;--the archdeacon had managed all this himself, never
for a moment suspecting that Mr Harding would take upon

him to end the matter in a way of his own. Had the lawyers'
bills been ten thousand pounds, Mr Harding could not have

helped it; but he was not on that account disposed to dispute
his own liability. The question never occurred to him; but it

did occur to him that he had very little money at his banker's,
that he could receive nothing further from the hospital, and

that the sale of the furniture was his only resource.
'Not all, papa,' said Eleanor pleadingly.

'Not quite all, my dear,' said he; 'that is, if we can help it.
We must have a little at Crabtree--but it can only be a little;

we must put a bold front on it, Nelly; it isn't easy to come
down from affluence to poverty.'

And so they planned their future mode of life; the father
taking comfort from the reflection that his daughter would

soon be freed from it, and she resolving that her father would
soon have in her own house a ready means of escape from the

solitude of the Crabtree vicarage.
When the archdeacon left his wife and father-in-law at the

Chapter Coffee House to go to Messrs Cox and Cummins, he
had no very defined idea of what he had to do when he got

there. Gentlemen when at law, or in any way engaged in
matters requiring legal assistance, are very apt to go to their

lawyers without much absolute necessity;--gentlemen when
doing so, are apt to describe such attendance as quite

compulsory, and very disagreeable. The lawyers, on the other
hand, do not at all see the necessity, though they quite agree as

to the disagreeable nature of the visit;--gentlemen when so
engaged are usually somewhat gravelled at finding nothing to

say to their learned friends; they generally talk a little politics,
a little weather, ask some few foolish questions about their suit,

and then withdraw, having passed half an hour in a small
dingy waiting-room, in company with some junior assistant-

clerk, and ten minutes with the members of the firm; the
business is then over for which the gentleman has come up to

London, probably a distance of a hundred and fifty miles.
To be sure he goes to the play, and dines at his friend's club,

and has a bachelor's liberty and bachelor's recreation for three
or four days; and he could not probably plead the desire of such

gratifications as a reason to his wife for a trip to London.
Married ladies, when your husbands find they are positively

obliged to attend their legal advisers, the nature of the duty
to be performed is generally of this description.

The archdeacon would not have dreamt of leaving London
without going to Cox and Cummins; and yet he had nothing

to say to them. The game was up; he plainly saw that Mr
Harding in this matter was not to be moved; his only remaining

business on this head was to pay the bill and have done
with it; and I think it may be taken for granted, that whatever

the cause may be that takes a gentleman to a lawyer's chambers,
he never goes there to pay his bill.

Dr Grantly, however, in the eyes of Messrs Cox and Cummins,
represented the spiritualities of the diocese of Barchester,

as Mr Chadwick did the temporalities, and was, therefore, too
great a man to undergo the half-hour in the clerk's room. It

will not be necessary that we should listen to the notes of
sorrow in which the archdeacon bewailed to Mr Cox the weakness

of his father-in-law, and the end of all their hopes of
triumph; nor need we repeat the various exclamations of

surprise with which the mournfulintelligence was received.
No tragedy occurred, though Mr Cox, a short and somewhat

bull-necked man, was very near a fit of apoplexy when he first
attempted to ejaculate that fatal word--resign!

Over and over again did Mr Cox attempt to enforce on the
archdeacon the propriety of urging on Mr Warden the madness

of the deed he was about to do.
'Eight hundred a year!' said Mr Cox.

'And nothing whatever to do!' said Mr Cummins, who had
joined the conference.

'No private fortune, I believe,' said Mr Cox.
'Not a shilling,' said Mr Cummins, in a very low voice,

shaking his head.
'I never heard of such a case in all my experience,' said

Mr Cox.
'Eight hundred a year, and as nice a house as any gentleman

could wish to hang up his hat in,' said Mr Cummins.
'And an unmarried daughter, I believe,' said Mr Cox, with

much moral seriousness in his tone. The archdeacon only
sighed as each separate wail was uttered, and shook his head,

signifying that the fatuity of some people was past belief.
'I'll tell you what he might do,' said Mr Cummins, brightening

up. 'I'll tell you how you might save it--let him exchange.'
'Exchange where?' said the archdeacon.

'Exchange for a living. There's Quiverful, of Puddingdale
--he has twelve children, and would be delighted to get the

hospital. To be sure Puddingdale is only four hundred, but
that would be saving something out of the fire: Mr Harding

would have a curate, and still keep three hundred or three
hundred and fifty.'

The archdeacon opened his ears and listened; he really
thought the scheme might do.

'The newspapers,' continued Mr Cummins, 'might hammer
away at Quiverful every day for the next six months without

his minding them.'


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