She had a great desire to see her son a clergyman, like his father.

She did not consider whether his character was fitted for so sacred an office; she rather thought that the profession itself, when once assumed, would purify the character; but, in fact, his fitness or unfitness for holy orders entered little into her mind.

She had a respect for the profession, and his father had belonged to it.
"I had rather see you a curate at seventy pounds a-year, than an attorney with seven hundred," replied she.

"And you know your father was always asked to dine everywhere--to places where I know they would not have asked Mr.Bish, of Woodchester, and he makes his thousand a-year.

Besides, Mr.
Buxton has the next presentation to Combehurst, and you would stand a good chance for your father's sake.