Warton was furious.

And she's made the people at Brendon love her for ever by insisting that they have now ruined all their pictures without exception, by the way they've had them restored--et cetera, et cetera.

She really makes us feel her millions--and her brains--too much.

We're paupers, but we're not worms.

Then there's the Archdeacon--why should she fall foul of him?
He tells Warton that her principles are really shocking.