12/17 But do tell me, Major Grantly, what are we to think about this poor Mr.Crawley? Not but what poor Mrs.Proudie is the dearest friend I have in the world, and I'm always fighting a battle with old Lady Lufton on her behalf. But one likes to see one's friends worsted sometimes, you know." "I don't quite understand what did happen at Hogglestock on Sunday," said the major. I don't believe that; but there is no doubt that when the poor fellow tried to get into the pulpit, they took him and carried him neck and heels out of the church. |