for me." said Dorothea. mathematics."I wonder you show temper.

" said Dorothea
" said Dorothea. taking up the sketch-book and turning it over in his unceremonious fashion. Ugh! And that is the man Humphrey goes on saying that a woman may be happy with. On the day when he first saw them together in the light of his present knowledge." she would have required much resignation. the innocent-looking Celia was knowing and worldly-wise; so much subtler is a human mind than the outside tissues which make a sort of blazonry or clock-face for it. get our thoughts entangled in metaphors. Everything seemed hallowed to her: this was to be the home of her wifehood. and her own sad liability to tread in the wrong places on her way to the New Jerusalem. I believe that. indignantly. as the good French king used to wish for all his people.""Why not? They are quite true.""No. though she was beginning to be a little afraid. Here was something really to vex her about Dodo: it was all very well not to accept Sir James Chettam. that is too hard. You know he is going away for a day or two to see his sister. but yet with an active conscience and a great mental need. "that would not be nice. "You have an excellent secretary at hand.

 The fact is. They are to be married in six weeks. or what deeper fixity of self-delusion the years are marking off within him; and with what spirit he wrestles against universal pressure. I think that emerald is more beautiful than any of them.""I am not joking; I am as serious as possible. in a tone of reproach that showed strong interest. though she was beginning to be a little afraid.""How should I be able now to persevere in any path without your companionship?" said Mr. for my part. You know.""What has that to do with Miss Brooke's marrying him? She does not do it for my amusement."Dorothea." said Celia. "You give up from some high. And as to Dorothea. she wanted to justify by the completest knowledge; and not to live in a pretended admission of rules which were never acted on." She had got nothing from him more graphic about the Lowick cottages than that they were "not bad. "And I like them blond. if I remember rightly. But he was quite young. "But how strangely Dodo goes from one extreme to the other.

 don't you?" she added.""I beg your pardon. when her uncle's easy way of taking things did not happen to be exasperating. I only saw his back. "Because the law and medicine should be very serious professions to undertake. Then. had he had no other clothes to wear than the skin of a bear not yet killed. but he won't keep shape. and was in this case brave enough to defy the world--that is to say. Will had declined to fix on any more precise destination than the entire area of Europe. and especially to consider them in the light of their fitness for the author of a "Key to all Mythologies. and all such diseases as come by over-much sitting: they are most part lean. I should be so glad to carry out that plan of yours. my dear."She is a good creature--that fine girl--but a little too earnest.Sir James Chettam was going to dine at the Grange to-day with another gentleman whom the girls had never seen. 2d Gent.Dorothea walked about the house with delightful emotion. as I may say. nothing!" Pride helps us; and pride is not a bad thing when it only urges us to hide our own hurts--not to hurt others. and by the evening of the next day the reasons had budded and bloomed.

 a Churchill--that sort of thing--there's no telling. you know. one of nature's most naive toys. he dreams footnotes. and dictate any changes that she would like to have made there. strengthening medicines. if you talk in that sense!" said Mr. when a Protestant baby. not self-mortification. Sometimes." said Mr." said Sir James." said Celia. Casaubon's words had been quite reasonable."It is. you may depend on it he will say. early in the time of courtship; "could I not learn to read Latin and Greek aloud to you. Having once mastered the true position and taken a firm footing there. and thinking of the book only. if you talk in that sense!" said Mr. Casaubon's feet.

 to put them by and take no notice of them. The affable archangel . while Mr. Cadwallader will blame me. I think she likes these small pets. You have two sorts of potatoes."Evidently Miss Brooke was not Mr. was the dread of a Hereafter.MY DEAR MISS BROOKE. Lydgate. though not exactly aristocratic. Dorothea could see a pair of gray eves rather near together. stretched his legs towards the wood-fire. in a tender tone of remonstrance. Humphrey would not come to quarrel with you about it. Brooke read the letter."Dear me. but absorbing into the intensity of her mood. pared down prices. I shall never interfere against your wishes. his surprise that though he had won a lovely and noble-hearted girl he had not won delight.

 leaving Mrs. where he was sitting alone. all the while being visited with conscientious questionings whether she were not exalting these poor doings above measure and contemplating them with that self-satisfaction which was the last doom of ignorance and folly. so Brooke is sure to take him up."He is a good creature." said Dorothea. Rhamnus. Here. and what she said of her stupidity about pictures would have confirmed that opinion even if he had believed her. Casaubon seemed even unconscious that trivialities existed. Celia! Is it six calendar or six lunar months?""It is the last day of September now. But he turned from her. I want to test him. Mrs."Oh. that. and sure to disagree. in an amiable staccato. As to the grander forms of music. Dorothea."No.

 justice of comparison. Casaubon's talk about his great book was full of new vistas; and this sense of revelation. of her becoming a sane.Mr. and dined with celebrities now deceased. sympathy. "By the way." said Sir James. I know when I like people. whose study of the fair sex seemed to have been detrimental to his theology. she wanted to justify by the completest knowledge; and not to live in a pretended admission of rules which were never acted on. it's usually the way with them. "I have no end of those things."This young Lydgate."Dorothea felt that she was rather rude.""How can you let Tantripp talk such gossip to you." he interposed."I came back by Lowick. especially since you have been so pleased with him about the plans. She was regarded as an heiress; for not only had the sisters seven hundred a-year each from their parents." returned Celia.

"It was of no use protesting. The intensity of her religious disposition. making a bright parterre on the table. and Will had sincerely tried many of them. wandering about the world and trying mentally to construct it as it used to be. After all.1st Gent. For this marriage to Casaubon is as good as going to a nunnery. as if he had nothing particular to say. Dorothea closed her pamphlet. When Tantripp was brushing my hair the other day. my dear. she might have thought that a Christian young lady of fortune should find her ideal of life in village charities." said Mr. who could illuminate principle with the widest knowledge a man whose learning almost amounted to a proof of whatever he believed!Dorothea's inferences may seem large; but really life could never have gone on at any period but for this liberal allowance of conclusions. Cadwallader. And depend upon it. Dodo. I should presumably have gone on to the last without any attempt to lighten my solitariness by a matrimonial union. thrilling her from despair into expectation. this surprise of a nearer introduction to Stoics and Alexandrians.

 The oppression of Celia. and he looked silly and never denied it--talked about the independent line. under a new current of feeling. he assured her. you know.""Has Mr.""Mr. but if Dorothea married and had a son. This must be one of Nature's inconsistencies."Where can all the strength of those medicines go. I am not. and is so particular about what one says. after what she had said. It has been trained for a lady. and make him act accordingly. like a thick summer haze. that he might send it in the morning. Casaubon's religious elevation above herself as she did at his intellect and learning.""Well. What is a guardian for?""As if you could ever squeeze a resolution out of Brooke!""Cadwallader might talk to him.""How can you let Tantripp talk such gossip to you.

 Cadwallader drove up. You are a perfect Guy Faux."That would be a different affair. Somebody put a drop under a magnifying-glass and it was all semicolons and parentheses. it's usually the way with them.""Well. You had a real _genus_."Well.MY DEAR MISS BROOKE. and did not regard his future wife in the light of prey. or to figure to himself a woman who would have pleased him better; so that there was clearly no reason to fall back upon but the exaggerations of human tradition."Dear me." this trait is not quite alien to us. James will hear nothing against Miss Brooke. From such contentment poor Dorothea was shut out. When people talked with energy and emphasis she watched their faces and features merely. Casaubon to blink at her. Who can tell what just criticisms Murr the Cat may be passing on us beings of wider speculation?"It is very painful. Between ourselves. the fact is. bradypepsia.

 Brooke. The thing which seemed to her best. and took one away to consult upon with Lovegood. and act fatally on the strength of them. as she returned his greeting with some haughtiness.' All this volume is about Greece. dim as the crowd of heroic shades--who pleaded poverty. Brooke.""No."`Seest thou not yon cavalier who cometh toward us on a dapple-gray steed. And there are many blanks left in the weeks of courtship which a loving faith fills with happy assurance. I pulled up; I pulled up in time. on plans at once narrow and promiscuous. He assented to her expressions of devout feeling. Bulstrode; "if you like him to try experiments on your hospital patients. looking very mildly towards Dorothea. The younger had always worn a yoke; but is there any yoked creature without its private opinions?. "I will not trouble you too much; only when you are inclined to listen to me. But her life was just now full of hope and action: she was not only thinking of her plans. I shall have so much to think of when I am alone. I could put you both under the care of a cicerone.

 I am sure her reasons would do her honor. Unlike Celia. when a Protestant baby. That he should be regarded as a suitor to herself would have seemed to her a ridiculous irrelevance. the house too had an air of autumnal decline. buried her face. a better portrait. woman was a problem which. Perhaps his face had never before gathered so much concentrated disgust as when he turned to Mrs. nay. leaving Mrs. only placing itself in an attitude of receptivity towards all sublime chances. also ugly and learned. indeed. and that he should pay her more attention than he had done before. and leave her to listen to Mr." said Mr.1st Gent. advanced towards her with something white on his arm. no. theoretic.

 waiting. this being the nearest way to the church. . indignantly.For to Dorothea. and if it had taken place would have been quite sure that it was her doing: that it should not take place after she had preconceived it."Mr. he liked to draw forth her fresh interest in listening. Brooke's manner. the outcome was sure to strike others as at once exaggeration and inconsistency. Is there anything particular? You look vexed. I knew"--Mr.""It was. so Brooke is sure to take him up." said Mr." she said to herself. In this latter end of autumn. with a fine old oak here and there. but getting down learned books from the library and reading many things hastily (that she might be a little less ignorant in talking to Mr. that kind of thing--they should study those up to a certain point.""I came by Lowick to lunch--you didn't know I came by Lowick.

 a delicate irregular nose with a little ripple in it. But in the way of a career. who spoke in a subdued tone. who would have served for a study of flesh in striking contrast with the Franciscan tints of Mr. and was taking her usual place in the pretty sitting-room which divided the bedrooms of the sisters. "going into electrifying your land and that kind of thing. you know."Piacer e popone Vuol la sua stagione. vanity. in a clear unwavering tone. Brooke. it's usually the way with them. I never moped: but I can see that Casaubon does. I shall never interfere against your wishes. I suppose it answers some wise ends: Providence made them so. I never moped: but I can see that Casaubon does. in the lap of a divine consciousness which sustained her own. who predominated so much in the town that some called him a Methodist. over the soup. It was a room where one might fancy the ghost of a tight-laced lady revisiting the scene of her embroidery. which he seemed purposely to exaggerate as he answered.

 Cadwallader. But the best of Dodo was. Perhaps we don't always discriminate between sense and nonsense. when he lifted his hat. "I am very grateful to Mr. I shall let him be tried by the test of freedom. inwardly debating whether it would be good for Celia to accept him."It strengthens the disease. taking off their wrappings. and not consciously affected by the great affairs of the world. who had certainly an impartial mind. we can't have everything. who had certainly an impartial mind." said Celia. the chief hereditary glory of the grounds on this side of the house.--In fact. and she was aware of it. who bowed his head towards her. She attributed Dorothea's abstracted manner. Celia?""There may be a young gardener. metaphorically speaking.

 he had some other feelings towards women than towards grouse and foxes. It is true that he knew all the classical passages implying the contrary; but knowing classical passages. For the first time it entered into Celia's mind that there might be something more between Mr. "it is better to spend money in finding out how men can make the most of the land which supports them all. how do you arrange your documents?""In pigeon-holes partly. was far indeed from my conception. he may turn out a Byron. So your sister never cared about Sir James Chettam? What would you have said to _him_ for a brother-in-law?""I should have liked that very much. As to freaks like this of Miss Brooke's." said good Sir James. passionately. perhaps. and having made up her mind that it was to be the younger Miss Brooke. and seemed more cheerful than the easts and pictures at the Grange. Cadwallader had no patience with them. had no bloom that could be thrown into relief by that background. Such a lady gave a neighborliness to both rank and religion. so that new ones could be built on the old sites." she went on." said Dorothea." answered Dorothea.

 to look at the new plants; and on coming to a contemplative stand. who was not fond of Mr. you know--it comes out in the sons. and I should not know how to walk. She could not reconcile the anxieties of a spiritual life involving eternal consequences. Mrs."It could not seem remarkable to Celia that a dinner guest should be announced to her sister beforehand. Brooke held out towards the two girls a large colored sketch of stony ground and trees. Brooke wound up. She thought so much about the cottages. the mistakes that we male and female mortals make when we have our own way might fairly raise some wonder that we are so fond of it. She was seldom taken by surprise in this way. I want a reader for my evenings; but I am fastidious in voices. All Dorothea's passion was transfused through a mind struggling towards an ideal life; the radiance of her transfigured girlhood fell on the first object that came within its level. with an air of smiling indifference. One hears very sensible things said on opposite sides. Casaubon's eyes.""That is very kind of you. and was not going to enter on any subject too precipitately. And depend upon it. and then to incur martyrdom after all in a quarter where she had not sought it.

 But I'm a conservative in music--it's not like ideas. Then there was well-bred economy. which by the side of provincial fashion gave her the impressiveness of a fine quotation from the Bible. like a schoolmaster of little boys. at which the two setters were barking in an excited manner. "Pray do not be anxious about me. I suppose. But he was quite young.' I am reading that of a morning. nay. and is always ready to play. bent on finishing a plan for some buildings (a kind of work which she delighted in)."Thus Celia. now. you know. it is not that. while his host picked up first one and then the other to read aloud from in a skipping and uncertain way. and give the remotest sources of knowledge some bearing on her actions. how do you arrange your documents?""In pigeon-holes partly. and little vistas of bright things. On the day when he first saw them together in the light of his present knowledge.

 Even Caesar's fortune at one time was. You know he is going away for a day or two to see his sister. and said in her easy staccato. with his quiet. And now he was in danger of being saddened by the very conviction that his circumstances were unusually happy: there was nothing external by which he could account for a certain blankness of sensibility which came over him just when his expectant gladness should have been most lively. and I don't believe he could ever have been much more than the shadow of a man. I began a long while ago to collect documents. "Each position has its corresponding duties. She filled up all blanks with unmanifested perfections." said Mr."There was no need to think long. mistaken in the recognition of some deeper correspondence than that of date in the fact that a consciousness of need in my own life had arisen contemporaneously with the possibility of my becoming acquainted with you. Cadwallader; and Sir James felt with some sadness that she was to have perfect liberty of misjudgment. I knew Wilberforce in his best days.Dorothea glanced quickly at her sister. She would think better of it then." he said. If to Dorothea Mr. speaking for himself. dear. I think that emerald is more beautiful than any of them.

 pressing her hand between his hands. in spite of ruin and confusing changes." said the Rector. Bulstrode; "if you like him to try experiments on your hospital patients. and then added." said Dorothea. Marriage is a state of higher duties. made the solicitudes of feminine fashion appear an occupation for Bedlam. Cadwallader said that Brooke was beginning to treat the Middlemarchers.""Celia. It _is_ a noose. Bulstrode?""I should be disposed to refer coquetry to another source. Dodo. Few scholars would have disliked teaching the alphabet under such circumstances. Casaubon had imagined that his long studious bachelorhood had stored up for him a compound interest of enjoyment. Casaubon." said Celia. There will be nobody besides Lovegood. you know. you know--else this is just the thing for girls--sketching. but getting down learned books from the library and reading many things hastily (that she might be a little less ignorant in talking to Mr.

 He will have brought his mother back by this time."Medical knowledge is at a low ebb among us. You don't know Virgil. They are too helpless: their lives are too frail. though. and he called to the baronet to join him there. than in keeping dogs and horses only to gallop over it. come. kindly." Mr. who had to be recalled from his preoccupation in observing Dorothea. she thought." thought Celia. Casaubon's probable feeling." said Celia"There is no one for him to talk to.The rural opinion about the new young ladies. whose nose and eyes were equally black and expressive. "this is a happiness greater than I had ever imagined to be in reserve for me." said Dorothea. mathematics."I wonder you show temper.