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"Bishop of Barchester, I presume? " said Bertie Stanhope, putting out his hand frankly; "I am delighted to make your acquaintance. We are in rather close quarters here, a'nt we? "
In truth they were. They had been crowded up behind the head of the sofa -- the bishop in waiting to receive his guest, and the other in carrying her -- and they now had hardly room to move themselves.