'I am told she is nineteen.'

'What does it matter if she's fifty-nine? Think of what her bringing up
has been. Think what it would be to have all the Crawleys in our house
for ever, and all their debts, and all their disgrace!'

'I do not know that they have ever been disgraced.'

'You'll see. The whole county has heard of the affair of this twenty
pounds. Look at that dear girl upstairs, who has been such a comfort to
us. Do you think it would be fit that she and her husband should meet
such a one as Grace Crawley at our table?'

'I don't think it would do them a bit of harm,' said Mrs Grantly. 'But
there would be no chance of that, seeing that Griselda's husband never
comes to us.'

'He was here the year before last.'

'And I never was so tired of a man in my life.'

'Then you prefer the Crawleys, I suppose. This is what you get from
Eleanor's teaching.' Eleanor was the dean's wife, and Mrs Grantly's
younger sister. 'It has always been a sorrow to me that I ever brought
Arabin into the diocese.'

'I never asked you to bring him, archdeacon. But nobody was so glad as
you when he proposed to Eleanor.'