Three months after that time Eleanor became Mrs Bold, and of course removed to her husband's house.
There were some difficulties to be got over on the occasion of the marriage.

The archdeacon, who could not so soon overcome his grief, would not be persuaded to grace the ceremony with his presence, but he allowed his wife and children to be there.

The marriage took place in the cathedral, and the bishop himself officiated.

It was the last occasion on which he ever did so; and, though he still lives, it is not probable that he will ever do so again.
Not long after the marriage, perhaps six months, when Eleanor's bridal-honours were fading, and persons were beginning to call her Mrs Bold without twittering, the archdeacon consented to meet John Bold at a dinner-party, and since that time they have become almost friends.
The archdeacon firmly believes that his brother-in-law was, as a bachelor, an infidel, an unbeliever in the great truths of our religion; but that matrimony has opened his eyes, as it has those of others.

And Bold is equally inclined to think that time has softened the asperities of the archdeacon's character.