"Tomorrow," he said, with a sigh of satisfaction, "that bishop goes."
"I think," said Mrs. Mendel, "that he has enjoyed his visit. Your mother is greatly pleased. I had a letter from her this morning in which she said that she'd heard from him and"
"Nothing could be more outrageous than Minnie's behaviour from start to finish. I've never for a moment felt safe. I've sat, so to speak, on the edge of a volcano."
"She took him off our hands," said Mrs. Mendel. "Be a little grateful, Ronald."
"She ought to be whipped."
"Ronald dear!"
"Well, she ought. Fortunately, I don't believe he understood half she said. Besides, I don't approve of dragging bishops into dangerous places. He came in wet to the waist the day she took him up the river in the punt. She must have upset him."
"He didn't seem to mind."
"No, but I did. I may not be much of a man for going to church, but I think bishops ought to be treated with some respect."
"Still," said Mrs. Mendel, "your mother seems greatly pleased."
"She won't be when she sees him. I don't know how Minnie managed it, but his face is all scratched."
"That happened when she took him out to gather
