"This is a most unsuitable place for any bishop," said Ronald, "and we are not at all the sort of people"
Mrs. Mendel drew herself up.
"After all," she said, "we're not doing anything wrong. The apostles fished."
"But they didn't play bridge after dinner."
"We shall have to give up bridge while he's here. Your mother says he won't stay more than a week, and he may go away sooner."
Ronald referred to the letter which his wife handed to him.
"He wants," he said, "to see something of the west of Ireland while he's at home. At home! Where does he come from?"
"India, apparently. If you'd begun at the beginning of your mother's letter instead of the middle you'd have seen that at once."
"Then he's not a proper bishop, at all."
"Oh, yes, he is. He's a missionary bishop, and that's just the same as the ordinary kind, only worse; more severe, I mean."
"Minnie will have to stop smoking cigarettes in the drawing-room," said Ronald.
"Minnie is rather a difficulty. She's just the sort of girl who enjoys shocking people."
"She mustn't do it in my house," said Ronald. "I may not care for having bishops dumped down on me in this way, but while they're here they
