The Rev. Septimus Harding was, a few years since, a beneficed clergyman residing in the cathedral town of _____; let us call it Barchester. Were we to name Wells or Salisbury, Exeter, Hereford, or Gloucester, it might be presumed that something personal was intended; and as this tale will refer mainly to the cathedral dignitaries of the of the town in question, we are anxious that no personality may be suspected.

There are worse things than a lie... I have found... that it may be well to choose one sin in order that another may be shunned.

He was not so anxious to prove himself right, as to be so.

A man's mind will very generally refuse to make itself up until it be driven and compelled by emergency.

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