And when the bishop had bidden Plant and Bob good night, and had arranged to see Bob in the morning, the curious sight might have been witnessed of a great ornament of the Episcopal bench walking through the precincts of the cathedral to his palace, with a couple of duelling-swords under his arm.
"This has been a very interesting evening," said the bishop. "I very much wonder what Ridley will think when he sees me come in. A butler's mind is naturally limited."
He went in and gave the swords to Ridley.
"Take these," said his lordship.
"Yes, m'lord," said Ridley, stolidly.
"I think you can hang them up in the dining-room, Ridley."
"Yes, m'lord."
"They are trophies, Ridley."
"So I perceive, m'lord," said Ridley.
"What are trophies, Ridley?"