The Bishop's Wife Page #5

What's the rest of Dudley's name?

- I don't know.

- Oh.

Are you nervous, dear?

No.

- The bishop didn't eat his breakfast.

- No. He took only his prune juice.

Prune juice? Is he sick?

He looked perfectly awful. He said

he had a very bad sleepless night.

Passing up a breakfast like

that. It just ain't normal.

Nobody expects him to

be normal. He's a bishop.

- Could I get you something, sir?

- No, thank you, Matilda.

- Maybe just a cup of tea?

- Nothing, thank you.

- Good morning, Miss Cassaway.

- Good morning, Bishop.

Did anything come for

the Cathedral Fund?

Mr and Mrs J Thurston

Ward. No contribution.

- Mrs Gerald Wilmarth. $15.

- 15? We had her down for ten thousand.

There's a letter

explaining that this year...

I know. The same letter they all write.

I've put your personal mail on the

desk. The rest I'm taking to the office.

I'll be there after the meetings.

Oh. Matilda, I think

there's someone at the door.

Yes, sir.

Good morning, Matilda. I'm

Dudley, the bishop's new assistant.

Good morning, Henry. I'm

afraid I'm a little late,

but I stopped to chat to a traffic

policeman who was worried about his wife.

Thank you, dear. So I directed the

traffic while he telephoned the hospital.

- I see.

- She's doing fine. So's the baby.

Why, you must be Mildred

Cassaway. How do you do?

- How do you do?

- We're going to be working together.

That's very nice. Oh, thank you.

- Thank you very much.

- See you later, Mildred.

Well. Ready for duty.

Completely at your service.

- No, no.

- I feel that...

No.

- Good morning, Julia.

- Good morning, Dudley. It's a lovely day.

- Lovely.

- Henry and I are going out.

- I'm sorry, but I have some appointments.

- You what?

There's Mr Trevor, then the board

meeting and the Junior Assembly.

- But, Henry, you promised.

- I know I did.

Well, Dudley could represent you

at those meetings, couldn't he?

Could I?

No. They expect me. It would never

do if I sent an a... assistant.

Excuse me.

Now...

Oh.

- The trouble is I can't explain.

- You needn't try to explain.

This is the way it is and

the way it will always be.

We've just got to get

used to it, that's all.

I'll tell Matilda she can have the

day off and I'll take care of Debby.

I see that Mrs George B

Hamilton has pledged $1 million

- but has not yet sent her cheque.

- Never mind.

That's work for a bookkeeper, not

an ange... Work for a bookkeeper.

Aha. So you're beginning

to believe in me?

I don't know who you are, where

you came from or who sent you.

I just wish you'd make haste.

- Because the cathedral must be built?

- That's the most important thing.

Or because Julia must be happy?

It's going to be difficult to help

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