Roger dined with the Bishop of Elmham that evening, and the same hero was discussed under a different heading. "He has given 200," said the Bishop, "to the Curates' Aid Society. I don't know that a man could spend his money much better than that."
"Clap-trap!" said Roger, who in his present mood was very bitter.
"The money is not clap-trap, my friend. I presume that the money is really paid."
"I don't feel at all sure of that."
"Our collectors for clerical charities are usually stern men,--very ready to make known defalcations on the part of promising subscribers. I think they would take care to get the money during the election."

Roger dined with the Bishop of Elmham that evening, and Melmotte was again discussed.
"He has given 200 to the Curates' Aid Society," said the Bishop. "I don't think a man could spend his money better."
"Clap-trap!" said Roger bitterly.
"The money is not clap-trap, my friend. I presume that the money is really paid."
"I don't feel at all sure of that."
