“I was informed that your lordship was desirous of seeing me, and on that account I have paid you this visit.”
“I did not send for you,” said the Archbishop, suddenly raising his head with a startled look.
“Perhaps not: I was, however, given to understand that my presence would be agreeable; but as that does not seem to be the case, I will leave.”
“Since you are come, I am very glad to see you.”
“I am very glad to hear it,” said I, reseating myself; “and since I am here, we may as well talk of an all-important matter, the circulation of the Scripture. Does your lordship see any way by which an end so desirable might be brought about?”
“No,” said the Archbishop faintly.
“Does not your lordship think that a knowledge of the Scripture would work inestimable benefit in these realms?”
“I don’t know.”
“Is it probable that the government may be induced to consent to the circulation?”
“How should I know?” and the Archbishop looked me in the face.