If you doubt me, my lord, your lordship's ecclesiastical court is open to you.

Try it there." "You defy us, then ?" said Mrs.Proudie.
"My lord, I grant your authority as bishop to be great, but even a bishop can only act as the law allows him." "God forbid that I should do more," said the bishop.
"Sir, you will find that your wicked threats will fall back upon your own head," said Mrs.Proudie.
"Peace, woman," Mr.Crawley said, addressing her at last.

The bishop jumped out of his chair at hearing the wife of his bosom called a woman.

But he jumped rather in admiration than in anger.

He had already begun to perceive that Mr.Crawley was a man who had better be left to take care of the souls at Hogglestock, at any rate till the trial should come on.
"Woman!" said Mrs.Proudie, rising to her feet as though she really intended some personal encounter.
"Madam," said Mr.Crawley, "you should not interfere in these matters.