"Certainly he is a gentleman. He took his degree at Oxford, and then became what we call a pervert, and what I suppose they call a convert. He has not got a shilling in the world beyond what they pay him as a priest, which I take it amounts to about as much as the wages of a day labourer. He told me the other day that he was absolutely forced to buy second-hand clothes."
"How shocking!" said Lady Carbury, holding up her hands.
"He didn't seem to be at all shocked at telling it. We have got to be quite friends."
"Will the bishop like to meet him?"

"Certainly. He took his degree at Oxford, and then became a convert. He has not got a shilling in the world beyond his priest's pay, which is not much more than a labourer's. He told me the other day that he was forced to buy second-hand clothes."
"How shocking!" said Lady Carbury.
"He didn't seem to be at all shocked at telling it. We have got to be quite friends."
"Will the bishop like to meet him?"
