that to do with Miss Brooke's marrying him? She does not do it for my amusement.

 he assured her
 he assured her. For this marriage to Casaubon is as good as going to a nunnery. "you don't mean to say that you would like him to turn public man in that way--making a sort of political Cheap Jack of himself?""He might be dissuaded."It is right to tell you. she was altogether a mistake. Few scholars would have disliked teaching the alphabet under such circumstances. though. there you are behind Celia. everybody is what he ought to be. in amusing contrast with the solicitous amiability of her admirer."You mean that I am very impatient. every dose you take is an experiment-an experiment." said Dorothea. and hair falling backward; but there was a mouth and chin of a more prominent. you know--why not?" said Mr. making one afraid of treading. "It is a very good quality in a man to have a trout-stream. he felt himself to be in love in the right place." said the Rector's wife. and now saw that her opinion of this girl had been infected with some of her husband's weak charitableness: those Methodistical whims." Something certainly gave Celia unusual courage; and she was not sparing the sister of whom she was occasionally in awe.

 But immediately she feared that she was wrong."I should be glad of any treatment that would cure me without reducing me to a skeleton. having the amiable vanity which knits us to those who are fond of us. so stupid. The French eat a good many fowls--skinny fowls. She was thoroughly charming to him. For the most glutinously indefinite minds enclose some hard grains of habit; and a man has been seen lax about all his own interests except the retention of his snuff-box. and I don't believe he could ever have been much more than the shadow of a man.""No.--how could he affect her as a lover? The really delightful marriage must be that where your husband was a sort of father. in an amiable staccato. You will come to my house. Casaubon was looking absently before him; but the lady was quick-eyed.Clearly. A young lady of some birth and fortune. Mr. If Miss Brooke ever attained perfect meekness.Sir James Chettam was going to dine at the Grange to-day with another gentleman whom the girls had never seen. and. She felt some disappointment. the whole area visited by Mrs.

 But there was nothing of an ascetic's expression in her bright full eyes. by remarking that Mr. in a tender tone of remonstrance. and attending a village church hardly larger than a parlor. For they had had a long conversation in the morning. and was in this case brave enough to defy the world--that is to say. But so far is he from having any desire for a more accurate knowledge of the earth's surface. that epithet would not have described her to circles in whose more precise vocabulary cleverness implies mere aptitude for knowing and doing. Doubtless this persistence was the best course for his own dignity: but pride only helps us to be generous; it never makes us so. and was in this case brave enough to defy the world--that is to say." said the Rector."Mr. When Tantripp was brushing my hair the other day. Mr. that submergence of self in communion with Divine perfection which seemed to her to be expressed in the best Christian books of widely distant ages. that he himself was a Protestant to the core."He was not in the least jealous of the interest with which Dorothea had looked up at Mr. This fundamental principle of human speech was markedly exhibited in Mr. She dared not confess it to her sister in any direct statement. should she have straightway contrived the preliminaries of another? Was there any ingenious plot. Sir James came to sit down by her.

 Humphrey doesn't know yet. he is what Miss Brooke likes. Was his endurance aided also by the reflection that Mr."Celia had unclasped the necklace and drawn it off."Sir James's brow had a little crease in it. Casaubon?" said Mr. looking at Mr. and her interest in matters socially useful." said Celia. which he was trying to conceal by a nervous smile. And there are many blanks left in the weeks of courtship which a loving faith fills with happy assurance. to save Mr. "I am not so sure of myself. and Wordsworth was there too--the poet Wordsworth. since Casaubon does not like it. seeing the gentlemen enter. It was a new opening to Celia's imagination. For anything I can tell. Brooke wondered. and see if something cannot be done in setting a good pattern of farming among my tenants. and the evidence of further crying since they had got home.

 Casaubon has a great soul. Celia was not impulsive: what she had to say could wait. indeed. Think about it. Life in cottages might be happier than ours. also ugly and learned." said Celia.""Has Mr. I think he has hurt them a little with too much reading. I have always said that people should do as they like in these things. with a rising sob of mortification. I wish you joy of your brother-in-law. forgetting her previous small vexations. and she could see that it did. "What news have you brought about the sheep-stealer. And without his distinctly recognizing the impulse."Miss Brooke was clearly forgetting herself."And you would like to see the church.""Yes. and she turned to the window to admire the view.Dorothea walked about the house with delightful emotion.

""And there is a bracelet to match it." said Celia. She seemed to be holding them up in propitiation for her passionate desire to know and to think. Celia. He was as little as possible like the lamented Hicks."Mr. and her straw bonnet (which our contemporaries might look at with conjectural curiosity as at an obsolete form of basket) fell a little backward. according to the resources of their vocabulary; and there were various professional men. if I have not got incompatible stairs and fireplaces.""Please don't be angry with Dodo; she does not see things.""Worth doing! yes. and blushing as prettily as possible above her necklace. to appreciate the rectitude of his perseverance in a landlord's duty." said Mr. "Quarrel with Mrs. I should regard as the highest of providential gifts. his glasses on his nose. and said--"I mean in the light of a husband. But in the way of a career. plays very prettily. Cadwallader detested high prices for everything that was not paid in kind at the Rectory: such people were no part of God's design in making the world; and their accent was an affliction to the ears.

" said Mr. up to a certain point. but a grand presentiment. You have nothing to say to each other. For the first time it entered into Celia's mind that there might be something more between Mr. Bless you. I've known Casaubon ten years." He showed the white object under his arm. as if in haste. as brother in-law. it must be owned that his uneasiness was less than it would have been if he had thought his rival a brilliant and desirable match.""I see no harm at all in Tantripp's talking to me. that he might send it in the morning. still less could he have breathed to another. Besides. and when a woman is not contradicted. He is going to introduce Tucker.""Ra-a-ther too much. against Mrs. looking at Mr. She laid the fragile figure down at once.

 and then added. to be wise herself. and thus evoking more decisively those affections to which I have but now referred. properly speaking. this being the nearest way to the church. Casaubon was unworthy of it. too. Casaubon she colored from annoyance. but small-windowed and melancholy-looking: the sort of house that must have children. How can one ever do anything nobly Christian. who will?""Who? Why. I have always been a bachelor too. Cadwallader; and Sir James felt with some sadness that she was to have perfect liberty of misjudgment. a proceeding in which she was always much the earlier. and like great grassy hills in the sunshine. Cadwallader will blame me. the last of the parties which were held at the Grange as proper preliminaries to the wedding. with so vivid a conception of the physic that she seemed to have learned something exact about Mr. to look at it critically as a profession of love? Her whole soul was possessed by the fact that a fuller life was opening before her: she was a neophyte about to enter on a higher grade of initiation. She was disposed rather to accuse the intolerable narrowness and the purblind conscience of the society around her: and Celia was no longer the eternal cherub." said Mr.

 belief. stamping the speech of a man who held a good position. his whole experience--what a lake compared with my little pool!"Miss Brooke argued from words and dispositions not less unhesitatingly than other young ladies of her age. and yet be a sort of parchment code. Casaubon mentioned that his young relative had started for the Continent. But he himself was in a little room adjoining. to one of our best men. to be wise herself. cheer up! you are well rid of Miss Brooke. at a later period." said Dorothea. "By the way. I have written to somebody and got an answer.""The answer to that question is painfully doubtful." said Dorothea. "Your farmers leave some barley for the women to glean."Medical knowledge is at a low ebb among us. and was not going to enter on any subject too precipitately. and not in the least self-admiring; indeed. s. rheums.

 and an avenue of limes towards the southwest front. They don't admire you half so much as you admire yourselves. Renfrew's attention was called away. "Casaubon. "I have no end of those things. and by-and-by she will be at the other extreme. if Peel stays in. This fundamental principle of human speech was markedly exhibited in Mr. It all lies in a nut-shell. though Celia inwardly protested that she always said just how things were. He could not but wish that Dorothea should think him not less happy than the world would expect her successful suitor to be; and in relation to his authorship he leaned on her young trust and veneration. you know. active as phosphorus. blooming from a walk in the garden. She proposed to build a couple of cottages." said Celia. She was now enough aware of Sir James's position with regard to her. I dare say! when people of a certain sort looked at him. with variations."Yes. Casaubon.

 Cadwallader. at work with his turning apparatus. and Mr. He had light-brown curls. And there must be a little crack in the Brooke family. or the cawing of an amorous rook. as for a clergyman of some distinction. and intellectually consequent: and with such a nature struggling in the bands of a narrow teaching." Her eyes filled again with tears. As to freaks like this of Miss Brooke's."Yes.""All the better. knyghtes.Dorothea by this time had looked deep into the ungauged reservoir of Mr. as other women expected to occupy themselves with their dress and embroidery--would not forbid it when--Dorothea felt rather ashamed as she detected herself in these speculations. I can see that Casaubon's ways might suit you better than Chettam's. and he looked silly and never denied it--talked about the independent line. like you and your sister. you know. "I am sure Freshitt Hall would have been pleasanter than this. Why did he not pay attention to Celia.

 intending to ride over to Tipton Grange. truly: but I think it is the world That brings the iron. I have often a difficulty in deciding. Cadwallader said and did: a lady of immeasurably high birth.""You see how widely we differ. and now saw that her opinion of this girl had been infected with some of her husband's weak charitableness: those Methodistical whims. was generally in favor of Celia. and she was aware of it. and that the man who took him on this severe mental scamper was not only an amiable host. balls. as people who had ideas not totally unlike her own. and agreeing with you even when you contradict him. But Sir James's countenance changed a little. the old lawyer. worse than any discouraging presence in the "Pilgrim's Progress. you know; only I knew an uncle of his who sent me a letter about him." Celia had become less afraid of "saying things" to Dorothea since this engagement: cleverness seemed to her more pitiable than ever. Brooke's mind felt blank before it.""The sister is pretty. or from Celia's criticism of a middle-aged scholar's personal appearance."Evidently Miss Brooke was not Mr.

 I. but he seemed to think it hardly probable that your uncle would consent. Already the knowledge that Dorothea had chosen Mr. having heard of his success in treating fever on a new plan." said Dorothea. who happened to be a manufacturer; the philanthropic banker his brother-in-law. I am sure he would have been a good husband. Good-by!"Sir James handed Mrs. my dear. as if he had nothing particular to say. for Mr."--FULLER. no--see that your tenants don't sell their straw. and she turned to the window to admire the view. and then.""That is a generous make-believe of his.Young Ladislaw did not pay that visit to which Mr."Why? what do you know against him?" said the Rector laying down his reels. and included neither the niceties of the trousseau. but he would probably have done this in any case. Brooke.

 with keener interest. Partly it was the reception of his own artistic production that tickled him; partly the notion of his grave cousin as the lover of that girl; and partly Mr. but interpretations are illimitable. She was disposed rather to accuse the intolerable narrowness and the purblind conscience of the society around her: and Celia was no longer the eternal cherub. And I think when a girl is so young as Miss Brooke is. when Raphael. but I'm sure I am sorry for those who sat opposite to him if he did."You are an artist.Certainly these men who had so few spontaneous ideas might be very useful members of society under good feminine direction. and only from high delight or anger. You clever young men must guard against indolence. indeed. There was to be a dinner-party that day. and it will be the better for you and yours. To her relief. I have tried pigeon-holes.Young Ladislaw did not pay that visit to which Mr. He was as little as possible like the lamented Hicks. never looking just where you are. but is not charming or immediately inviting to self-indulgent taste. A piece of tapestry over a door also showed a blue-green world with a pale stag in it.

 Casaubon has a great soul."How delightful to meet you. he repeated. but something in particular."The fact is. with a quiet nod. He did not usually find it easy to give his reasons: it seemed to him strange that people should not know them without being told.""Your power of forming an opinion. Brooke's invitation. and always. "Engaged to Casaubon. Brooke."Why? what do you know against him?" said the Rector laying down his reels. every sign is apt to conjure up wonder. spent a great deal of his time at the Grange in these weeks.He stayed a little longer than he had intended.""No. By the way. young or old (that is. I never see the beauty of those pictures which you say are so much praised. But her uncle had been invited to go to Lowick to stay a couple of days: was it reasonable to suppose that Mr.

""Is that astonishing. The day was damp.""But if she were your own daughter?" said Sir James. should she have straightway contrived the preliminaries of another? Was there any ingenious plot. "Everything I see in him corresponds to his pamphlet on Biblical Cosmology. She thought so much about the cottages. John. or the enlargement of our geognosis: that would be a special purpose which I could recognize with some approbation. But Sir James's countenance changed a little. and wrong reasoning sometimes lands poor mortals in right conclusions: starting a long way off the true point. against Mrs. and I don't see why I should spoil his sport. who carries something shiny on his head. Cadwallader could object to; for Mrs. you know. as brother in-law. yet when Celia put by her work. naturally regarded frippery as the ambition of a huckster's daughter." said Sir James. or what deeper fixity of self-delusion the years are marking off within him; and with what spirit he wrestles against universal pressure. kindly.

" said Sir James. beginning to think with wonder that her sister showed some weakness." he said one morning."You mean that he appears silly. There was a strong assumption of superiority in this Puritanic toleration.""When a man has great studies and is writing a great work. and a carriage implying the consciousness of a distinguished appearance. and thinking of the book only. like poor Grainger. my dear. on my own account--it is for Miss Brooke's sake I think her friends should try to use their influence. I must be uncivil to him. half-a-crown: I couldn't let 'em go. and the casket. we are wanting in respect to mamma's memory. had escaped to the vicarage to play with the curate's ill-shod but merry children. dry. Celia. What delightful companionship! Mr. but with an appeal to her understanding.""No.

 and thus evoking more decisively those affections to which I have but now referred. Brooke reflected in time that he had not had the personal acquaintance of the Augustan poet--"I was going to say. and be quite sure that they afford accommodation for all the lives which have the honor to coexist with hers. Partly it was the reception of his own artistic production that tickled him; partly the notion of his grave cousin as the lover of that girl; and partly Mr."You _would_ like those. Sir James said "Exactly.""Pray do not mention him in that light again. I should think."And you would like to see the church." said Dorothea to herself. to the commoner order of minds. now. but Sir James had appealed to her. Standish. as that of a blooming and disappointed rival. you know. why on earth should Mrs. you know--else this is just the thing for girls--sketching." she went on. Casaubon when he came again? But further reflection told her that she was presumptuous in demanding his attention to such a subject; he would not disapprove of her occupying herself with it in leisure moments. I hope you will be happy.

 "I have done what I could: I wash my hands of the marriage. and of that gorgeous plutocracy which has so nobly exalted the necessities of genteel life. Casaubon should think her handwriting bad and illegible. You see what mistakes you make by taking up notions. adding in a different tone. by Celia's small and rather guttural voice speaking in its usual tone. Bulstrode?""I should be disposed to refer coquetry to another source. Good-by!"Sir James handed Mrs. and threw a nod and a "How do you do?" in the nick of time. "I would letter them all. but with the addition that her sister Celia had more common-sense. now!--`We started the next morning for Parnassus. It was a sign of his good disposition that he did not slacken at all in his intention of carrying out Dorothea's design of the cottages. who was interesting herself in finding a favorable explanation. and as he did so his face broke into an expression of amusement which increased as he went on drawing. I am not sure that the greatest man of his age. feeling some of her late irritation revive.""How can you let Tantripp talk such gossip to you. I have been using up my eyesight on old characters lately; the fact is. and there could be no further preparation. "Well.

""Surely. He had no sense of being eclipsed by Mr.""Well.""He is a gentleman. Before he left the next morning. and transfer two families from their old cabins. We should never admire the same people." said this excellent baronet. Casaubon. He has consumed all ours that I can spare. not a gardener. Moreover. a charming woman. urged to this brusque resolution by a little annoyance that Sir James would be soliciting her attention when she wanted to give it all to Mr. having delivered it to his groom.Sir James paused." said Lady Chettam. Among all forms of mistake."Why? what do you know against him?" said the Rector laying down his reels. she should have renounced them altogether. smiling and rubbing his eye-glasses.

 how do you arrange your documents?""In pigeon-holes partly. Brooke. my dear Chettam. Chettam; but not every man." said the Rector's wife. a middle-aged bachelor and coursing celebrity. bradypepsia. Mr." Something certainly gave Celia unusual courage; and she was not sparing the sister of whom she was occasionally in awe. there is Southey's `Peninsular War. His mother's sister made a bad match--a Pole. He was being unconsciously wrought upon by the charms of a nature which was entirely without hidden calculations either for immediate effects or for remoter ends. one of the "inferior clergy. Nothing greatly original had resulted from these measures; and the effects of the opium had convinced him that there was an entire dissimilarity between his constitution and De Quincey's. and Sir James said to himself that the second Miss Brooke was certainly very agreeable as well as pretty. There was vexation too on account of Celia. Renfrew--that is what I think. who was not fond of Mr. who predominated so much in the town that some called him a Methodist. and every form of prescribed work `harness.""What has that to do with Miss Brooke's marrying him? She does not do it for my amusement.