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The bishop's hand brushed over Archbishop Pontifex； who was just coming down to breakfast in his palace。 This pompous old man was dressed in a purple garment that set off his tall figure very finely； and he was holding out his episcopal ring for his guests to kiss； that being the customary morning greeting of Archbishop Pontifex。 The thought of that ring…kissing had made much hard work at lower levels 〃worth while〃 to Archbishop Pontifex。 And seventy miles away from him old Likeman breakfasted in bed on Benger's food； and searched his Greek Testament for tags to put to his letters。 And here was the familiar palace at Princhester； and in an armchair in his bed…room sat Bishop Scrope insensible and motionless； in a trance in which he was dreaming of the coming of God。
〃I see my futility。 I see my vanity。 But what am I to do？〃 he said； turning to the darkness that now wrapped about the Angel again； fold upon fold。 〃The implications of yesterday bind me for the morrow。 This is my world。 This is what I am and what I am in。 How can I save myself？ How can I turn from these habits and customs and obligations to the service of the one true God？ When I see myself； then I understand how it is with the others。 All we priests and teachers are men caught in nets。 I would serve God。 Easily said！ But how am I to serve God？ How am I to help and forward His coming； to make myself part of His coming？〃
He perceived that he was returning into himself； and that the vision of the sphere and of the starry spaces was fading into non…existence。
He struggled against this return。 He felt that his demand was still unanswered。 His wife's face had suddenly come very close to him； and he realized she intervened between him and that solution。
What was she doing here？
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The great Angel seemed still to be near at hand； limitless space was all about him； and yet the bishop perceived that he was now sitting in the arm…chair in his bedroom in the palace of Princhester。 He was both there and not there。 It seemed now as if he had two distinct yet kindred selves； and that the former watched the latter。 The latter was now awakening to the things about him； the former marked his gestures and listened with an entire detachment to the words he was saying。 These words he was saying to Lady Ella： 〃God is coming to rule the world； I tell you。 We must leave the church。〃
Close to him sat Lady Ella； watching him with an expression in which dismay and resolution mingled。 Upon the other side of him； upon a little occasional table； was a tray with breakfast things。 He was no longer the watcher now； but the watched。
Lady Ella bent towards him as he spoke。 She seemed to struggle with and dismiss his astonishing statement。
〃Edward；〃 she said； 〃you have been taking a drug。〃 He looked round at his night table to see the little phial。 It had gone。 Then he saw that Lady Ella held it very firmly in her hand。
〃Dunk came to me in great distress。 He said you were insensible and breathing heavily。 I came。 I realized。 I told him to say nothing to any one； but to fetch me a tray with your breakfast。 I have kept all the other servants away and I have waited here by you。。。。 Dunk I think is safe。。。。 You have been muttering and moving your head from side to side。。。。〃
The bishop's mind was confused。 He felt as though God must be standing just outside the room。 〃I have failed in my duty；〃 he said。 〃But I am very near to God。〃 He laid his hand on her arm。 〃You know； Ella； He is very close to us。。。。〃
She looked perplexed。
He sat up in his chair。
〃For some months now；〃 he said； 〃there have been new forces at work in my mind。 I have been invaded by strange doubts and still stranger realizations。 This old church of ours is an empty mask。 God is not specially concerned in it。〃
〃Edward！〃 she cried； 〃what are you saying？〃
〃I have been hesitating to tell you。 But I see now I must tell you plainly。 Our church is a cast hull。 It is like the empty skin of a snake。 God has gone out of it。〃
She rose to her feet。 She was so horrified that she staggered backward； pushing her chair behind her。 〃But you are mad；〃 she said。
He was astonished at her distress。 He stood up also。
〃My dear；〃 he said； 〃I can assure you I am not mad。 I should have prepared you； I know。。。。〃
She looked at him wild…eyed。 Then she glanced at the phial； gripped in her hand。
〃Oh！〃 she exclaimed； and going swiftly to the window emptied out the contents of the little bottle。 He realized what she was doing too late to prevent her。
〃Don't waste that！〃 he cried； and stepping forward caught hold of her wrist。 The phial fell from her white fingers； and crashed upon the rough paved garden path below。
〃My dear；〃 he cried； 〃my dear。 You do not understand。〃
They stood face to face。 〃It was a tonic；〃 he said。 〃I have been ill。 I need it。〃
〃It is a drug；〃 she answered。 〃You have been uttering blasphemies。〃
He dropped her arm and walked half…way across the room。 Then he turned and faced her。
〃They are not blasphemies；〃 he said。 〃But I ought not to have surprised you and shocked you as I have done。 I want to tell you of changes that have happened to my mind。〃
〃Now！〃 she exclaimed； and then： 〃I will not hear them now。 Until you are better。 Until these fumes〃
Her manner changed。 〃Oh； Edward！〃 she cried； 〃why have you done this？ Why have you taken things secretly？ I know you have been sleepless； but I have been so ready to help you。 I have been willingyou know I have been willingfor any help。 My life is all to be of use to you。。。。〃
〃Is there any reason；〃 she pleaded； 〃why you should have hidden things from me？〃
He stood remorseful and distressed。 〃I should have talked to you；〃 he said lamely。
〃Edward；〃 she said； laying her hands on his shoulders； 〃will you do one thing for me？ Will you try to eat a little breakfast？ And stay here？ I will go down to Mr。 Whippham and arrange whatever is urgent with him。 Perhaps if you restThere is nothing really imperative until the confirmation in the afternoon。。。。 I do not understand all this。 For some timeI have felt it was going on。 But of that we can talk。 The thing now is that people should not know； that nothing should be seen。。。。 Suppose for instance that horrible White Blackbird were to hear of it。。。。 I implore you。 If you rest hereAnd if I were to send for that young doctor who attended Miriam。〃
〃I don't want a doctor；〃 said the bishop。
〃But you ought to have a doctor。〃
〃I won't have a doctor；〃 said the bishop。
It was with a perplexed but powerless dissent that the externalized perceptions of the bishop witnessed his agreement with the rest of Lady Ella's proposals so soon as this point about the doctor was conceded。
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For the rest of that day until his breakdown in the cathedral the sense of being in two places at the same time haunted the bishop's mind。 He stood beside the Angel in the great space amidst the stars； and at the same time he was back in his ordinary life； he was in his palace at Princhester； first resting in his bedroom and talking to his wife and presently taking up the routines of his duties again in his study downstairs。
His chief task was to finish his two addresses for the confirma