to prove to the world that I have been right, and to uphold
the place I have held; but I cannot do it at such a cost
as this. I cannot bear this. Could you tell me to do so?' And
he appealed, almost in tears, to the
bishop, who had left his
chair, and was now leaning on the
warden's arm as he stood
on the further side of the table facing the archdeacon. 'Could
you tell me to sit there at ease,
indifferent, and satisfied, while
such things as these are said loudly of me in the world?'
The
bishop could feel for him and sympathise with him, but
he could not
advise him, he could only say, 'No, no, you shall
be asked to do nothing that is
painful; you shall do just what
your heart tells you to be right; you shall do
whatever you
think best yourself. Theophilus, don't
advise him, pray don't
advise the
warden to do anything which is
painful.'
But the archdeacon, though he could not sympathise, could
advise; and he saw that the time had come when it behoved
him to do so in a somewhat peremptory manner.
'Why, my lord,' he said,
speaking to his father: and when
he called his father 'my lord,' the good old
bishop shook in
his shoes, for he knew that an evil time was coming. 'Why,
my lord, there are two ways of giving advice: there is advice
that may be good for the present day; and there is advice that
may be good for days to come: now I cannot bring myself to
give the former, if it be incompatible with the other.'
'No, no, no, I suppose not,' said the
bishop, re-seating himself,
and shading his face with his hands. Mr Harding sat
down with his back to the further wall, playing to himself some
air fitted for so calamitous an occasion, and the archdeacon
said out his say
standing, with his back to the empty fire-place.
'It is not to be
supposed but that much pain will spring out
of this unnecessarily raised question. We must all have foreseen
that, and the matter has in no wise gone on worse than we
expected; but it will be weak, yes, and
wicked also, to
abandonthe cause and own ourselves wrong, because the
inquiry is
painful. It is not only ourselves we have to look to; to a certain
extent the interest of the church is in our keeping. Should it
be found that one after another of those who hold preferment
abandoned it
whenever it might be attacked, is it not plain
that such attacks would be renewed till nothing was left us?
and, that if so deserted, the Church of England must fall to the
ground
altogether? If this be true of many, it is true of one.
Were you, accused as you now are, to throw up the
wardenship,
and to
relinquish the preferment which is your property,
with the vain object of proving yourself disinterested, you
would fail in that object, you would
inflict a
desperate blow on
your brother clergymen, you would
encourage every cantankerous
dissenter in England to make a similar
charge against some
source of
clericalrevenue, and you would do your best to
dishearten those who are most
anxious to defend you and
uphold your position. I can fancy nothing more weak, or
more wrong. It is not that you think that there is any justice
in these
charges, or that you doubt your own right to the
wardenship: you are convinced of your own
honesty, and yet
would yield to them through
cowardice.'
'Cowardice!' said the
bishop, expostulating. Mr Harding
sat
unmoved, gazing on his son-in-law.
'Well; would it not be
cowardice? Would he not do so
because he is afraid to
endure the evil things which will be
falsely
spoken of him? Would that not be
cowardice? And
now let us see the
extent of the evil which you dread. The
Jupiter publishes an article which a great many, no doubt, will
read; but of those who understand the subject how many will
believe The Jupiter? Everyone knows what its object is: it has
taken up the case against Lord Guildford and against the Dean
of Rochester, and that against half a dozen
bishops; and does
not
everyone know that it would take up any case of the kind,
right or wrong, false or true, with known justice or known
injustice, if by doing so it could further its own views? Does
not all the world know this of The Jupiter? Who that really
knows you will think the worse of you for what The Jupiter says?
And why care for those who do not know you? I will say
nothing of your own comfort, but I do say that you could not
be justified in throwing up, in a fit of
passion, for such it would
be, the only
maintenance that Eleanor has; and if you did so,
if you really did vacate the
wardenship, and
submit to ruin,
what would that profit you? If you have no future right to