d is good to me.
Come, Jane, we will go on." Then he took up the passage himself, and
read it on with clear, sonorous voice, every now and then explaining
some passage or expressing his own ideas upon it, as though he were
really happy with his poetry.

It was late in the evening before he got out his small stock of best
letter-paper, and sat down to work at his letter. He first addressed
himself to the bishop; and what he wrote to the bishop was as
follows:--

HOGGLESTOCK PARSONAGE,
April 11th, 186--

MY LORD BISHOP,

I have been in communication with Dr. Tempest, of
Silverbridge, from whom I have learned that your lordship
has been pleased to appoint a commission of inquiry,--of
which commission he is the chairman,--with reference to
the proceedings which it may be necessary that you should
take, as bishop of the diocese, after my forthcoming trial
at the approaching Barchester assizes. My lord, I think it
right to inform you, partly with a view to the comfort of
the gentlemen named on that commission, and partly with
the purport of giving you that information which I think
that a bishop should possess in regard to the clerical
affairs of his own diocese, that I have by this post
resigned my preferment at Hogglestock into the hands of
the Dean of Barchester, by whom it was given to me. In
these circumstances, it will, I suppose, be unnecessary
for you to continue the commission which you have set in
force; but as to that, your lordship will, of course, be
the only judge.

I have the honour to be, my Lord Bishop,
Your most obedient and very humble servant,

JOSIAH CRAWLEY,
Perpetual Curate of Hogglestock.

The Right Reverend
The Bishop of Barchester,
&c, &c, &c
The Palace, Barchester.

But the letter which was of real importance,--which was intended to
say something,--was that to the dean, and that also shall be given
to the reader. Mr. Crawley had been for awhile in doubt how he should
address his old friend in commencing this letter, understanding that
its tone throughout must, in a great degree, be made conformable with
its first words. He would fain, in his pride, have begun "Sir". The
question was between that and "My dear Arabin". It had once between
them always been "Dear Frank," and "Dear Joe"; but the occasions for
"Dear Frank" and "Dear Joe" between them had long been past. Crawley
would have been very