Then he thought of the pelican feeding its young with blood from its own breast, but he gave no utterance to that either; and then of Eleanor waiting for him at home, waiting to congratulate him on the end of all his trouble.
"Think of Eleanor, papa," said Mrs Grantly.
"I do think of her," said her father.
"And you will not do this rash thing ?" The lady was really moved beyond her usual calm composure.
"It can never be rash to do right," said he.

"I shall certainly resign this wardenship." "Then, Mr Harding, there is nothing before you but ruin," said the archdeacon, now moved beyond all endurance.

"Ruin both for you and Eleanor.

How do you mean to pay the monstrous expenses of this action ?" Mrs Grantly suggested that, as the action was abandoned, the costs would not be heavy.
"Indeed they will, my dear," continued he.

"One cannot have the attorney-general up at twelve o'clock at night for nothing;--but of course your father has not thought of this." "I will sell my furniture," said the warden.
"Furniture!" ejaculated the other, with a most powerful sneer.
"Come, archdeacon," said the lady, "we needn't mind that at present.
You know you never expected papa to pay the costs." "Such absurdity is enough to provoke Job," said the archdeacon, marching quickly up and down the room.