"Has he, indeed? But I'm not sure that I think so very much about bishops, Mr. Walker."
"That depends very much on the particular bishop. Some people say ours isn't all that a bishop ought to be, while others are very fond of him."
"And Mr. Crawley belongs to the former set; that's all?" said Mr. Toogood.
"No, Mr. Toogood; that isn't all. The worst of your cousin is that he has an aptitude to quarrel with everybody. He is one of those men who always think themselves to be ill-used. Now our dean, Dr. Arabin, has been his very old friend,—and as far as I can learn, a very good friend; but it seems that Mr. Crawley has done his best to quarrel with him too."
"He spoke of the dean in the highest terms to me."
"He may do that,—and yet quarrel with him. He'd quarrel with his own right hand, if he had nothing else to quarrel with. That makes the difficulty, you see. He'll take nobody's advice. He thinks that we're all against him."
"I suppose the world has been heavy on him, Mr. Walker?"
"The world has been very heavy on him," said John Eames, who had now been left free to join the conversation, Mr. Summerkin having gone away to his lady-love. "You must not judge him as you do other men."
"That is just it," said Mr. Walker. "And to what result will that bring us?"
"That we ought to stretch a point in his favour," said Toogood.