"Only to see if the theologians understand it," replied Bradstock.
It was quite evident that events were proving too much for Bradstock. It was also evident that Bradstock was proving too much for the bishop.
"As a layman, you had better stick to Paley," said the bishop, tartly. "But let us return to Spilsborough. I own my temper is a little touchy to-day, Bradstock."
Bradstock's heart softened.
"Bishop, I apologize for touching it," he said. "Penelope is rather too much for me."
"She is too much for all of us, I fear," said the bishop.
They took the train for home, and, as they moved out of the station, a man in the waterproof clothing of a chauffeur came on the platform. He was not wearing goggles.
"Bishop," said Bradstock, "that man is Geordie Smith."
"Do you think he saw us?"
"How do I know?"