He had walked more than thirty miles in a day since they had been living at Hogglestock, and she did not doubt but that it might be possible for him to do it again.

Any scheme, which she might be able to devise for saving him from so terrible a journey in the middle of winter, must be pondered over silently, and brought to bear, if not slyly, at least deftly, and without discussion.

She made no reply therefore when he declared that on the following day he would walk to Barchester and back,--with the Lord's aid; nor did she see, or ask to see the note which he sent to the bishop.

When the messenger was gone, Mr.Crawley was all alert, looking forward with evident glee to his encounter with the bishop,--snorting like a racehorse at the expected triumph of the coming struggle.

And he read much Greek with Jane on that afternoon, pouring into her young ears, almost with joyous rapture, his appreciation of the glory and the pathos and the humanity, as also of the awful tragedy, of the story of Oedipus.