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t few years. "But come in; nothing the matter, I hope." "We are very glad you are come, Papa," said his daughter. "I'll go and get your room ready at once." "I an't warden, Archdeacon," said Mr. Harding; "Mr. Quiverful is warden." "Oh, I know, I know," said the archdeacon petulantly. "I forgot all about it at the moment. Is anything the matter?" "Don't go this moment, Susan," said Mr. Harding. "I have something to tell you." "The dinner-bell will ring in five minutes," said she. "Will it?" said Mr. Harding. "Then perhaps I had better wait." He was big with news which he had come to tell, but which he knew could not be told without much discussion. He had hurried away to Plumstead as fast as two horses could bring him, and now, finding himself there, he was willing to accept the reprieve which dinner would give him. "If you have anything of moment to tell us," said the archdeacon, "pray let us hear it at once. Has Eleanor gone off?" "No, she has not," said Mr. Harding with a look of great displeasure. "Has Slope been made dean?" "No, he has not, but--" "But what?" said the archdeacon, who was becoming very impatient. "They have--" "They have what?" said the archdeacon. "They have offered it to me," said Mr. Harding, with a modesty which almost prevented his speaking. "Good heavens!" said the archdeacon, and sunk back exhausted in an easy chair. "My dear, dear father," said Mrs. Grantly, and threw her arms round her father's neck. "So I thought I had better come out and consult with you at once," said Mr. Harding. "Consult!" shouted the archdeacon. "But, my dear Harding, I congratulate you with my whole heart--with my whole heart; I do indeed. I never heard anything in my life that gave me so much pleasure;" and he got hold of both his father-in-law's hands, and shook them as though he were going to shake them off, and walked round and round the room, twirling a copy of "The Jupiter" over his head to show his extreme exultation. "But--" began Mr. Harding. "But me no buts," said the archdeacon. "I never was so happy in my life. It was just the proper thing to do. Upon my honour I'll never say another word against Lord ---- the longest day I have to live." "That's Dr. Gwynne's doing, you may be sure," said Mrs. Grantly, who greatly liked the Master of Lazarus, he being an orderly married man with a large family. "I suppose it is," said the archdeacon. "Oh, Papa, I am s
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