The Last Chronicle of Barset | Page 2

to which the county gentlemen not unfrequently
condescended to come, and in a mild way led the fashion in
Silverbridge. 'I can never bring myself to believe it, John,' said Miss
Walker.
'You'll have to bring yourself to believe it,' said John, without taking
his eyes from his book.
'A clergyman--and such a clergyman too!'
'I don't see that that has anything to do with it.' And as he now spoke,
John did take his eyes of his book. 'Why should not a clergyman turn
thief as well as anybody else? You girls always seem to forget that
clergymen are only men after all.'
'Their conduct is likely to be better than that of other men, I think.'
'I deny it utterly,' said John Walker. 'I'll undertake to say that at this
moment there are more clergymen in debt in Barsetshire than there are
either lawyers or doctors. This man has always been in debt. Since he
has been in the county I don't think he has ever been able to show his
face in the High Street of Silverbridge.'
'John, that is saying more than you have a right to say,' said Mrs
Walker.
'Why, mother, this very cheque was given to a butcher who had
threatened a few days before to post bills all about the county, giving
an account of the debt that was due to him, if the money was not paid at
once.'
'More shame for Mr Fletcher,' said Mary. 'He has made a fortune as
butcher in Silverbridge.'
'What has that to do with it? Of course a man likes to have his money.
He had written three times to the bishop, and he had sent a man over to

Hogglestock to get his little bill settled six days running. You see he
got it at last. Of course, a tradesman must look for his money.'
'Mamma, do you think that Mr Crawley stole the cheque?' Mary, as she
asked the question, came and stood over her mother, looking at her
with anxious eyes.
'I would rather give no opinion, dear.'
'But you must think something when everybody is talking about it,
mamma.'
'Of course my mother thinks he did,' said John, going back to his book.
'It is impossible that she should think otherwise.'
'That is not fair, John,' said Mrs Walker; 'and I won't have you fabricate
thoughts for me, or put the expression of them into my mouth. The
whole affair is very painful, and as your father is engaged in the inquiry,
I think that the less said about the matter in this house the better. I am
sure that that would be your father's feeling.'
'I do not see that at all,' said John. 'Mr Crawley is not more than any
other man just because he's a clergyman. I hate all that kind of clap-trap.
There are a lot of people here in Silverbridge who think the matter
shouldn't be followed up, just because the man is in a position which
makes the crime more criminal in him than it would be in another.'
'But I feel sure that Mr Crawley has committed no crime at all,' said
Mary.
'My dear,' said Mrs Walker, 'I have just said that I would rather you
would not talk about it. Papa will be in directly.'
'I won't, mamma, only--'
'Only! yes; just only!' said John. 'She'd go on till dinner if anyone
would stay to hear her.'
'You've said twice as much as I have, John.' But John had left the room

before his sister's words could reach him.
'You know, mamma, it is quite impossible not to help thinking of it,'
said Mary.
'I daresay it is, my dear.'
'And when one knows the people it does make it so dreadful.'
'But do you know them? I never spoke to Mr Crawley in my life, and I
do not think I ever saw her.'
'I knew Grace very well--when she used to come first to Miss
Prettyman's school.'
'Poor girl. I pity her.'
'Pity her! Pity is no word for it, mamma. My heart bleeds for them. And
yet I do not believe for a moment that he stole the cheque. How can it
be possible? For though he may have been in debt because they have
been so very, very, poor, yet we all know that he has been an excellent
clergyman. When the Robartses were dining here last, I heard Mrs
Robarts say that for piety and devotion to his duties she had hardly ever
seen anyone equal to him. And the Robartses know more of them than
anybody.'
'They say that the dean is his great friend.'
'What a pity it is that the Arabins should be away just now when he is
in such trouble.' And in this