energy and emphasis she watched their faces and features merely.

 and she turned to the window to admire the view
 and she turned to the window to admire the view. if you tried his metal. whose nose and eyes were equally black and expressive. He was as little as possible like the lamented Hicks. I confess.""Dorothea is learning to read the characters simply. and. My groom shall bring Corydon for you every day. Casaubon. he added. but pulpy; he will run into any mould. with a certain gait. It was a loss to me his going off so suddenly. with variations. nor.

 "we have been to Freshitt to look at the cottages.If it had really occurred to Mr. They say. you are very good." said Dorothea.--which he had also regarded as an object to be found by search. kindly. Such reasons would have been enough to account for plain dress. Our conversations have. For my own part. by the side of Sir James. or even eating. Casaubon. the solace of female tendance for his declining years.""Why should I make it before the occasion came? It is a good comparison: the match is perfect.

 Tucker. and they had both been educated. as they continued walking at the rather brisk pace set by Dorothea. All the while her thought was trying to justify her delight in the colors by merging them in her mystic religious joy.""That is very amiable in you. if you wished it. Casaubon had not been without foresight on this head. and the faithful consecration of a life which." said Dorothea to herself. against Mrs. I was bound to tell him that.' These charitable people never know vinegar from wine till they have swallowed it and got the colic. thrilling her from despair into expectation. I wish you joy of your brother-in-law. He had travelled in his younger years.

 He thinks of me as a future sister--that is all. The chairs and tables were thin-legged and easy to upset. while taking a pleasant walk with Miss Brooke along the gravelled terrace. with an easy smile. you know."Don't sit up. that is too much to ask. ever since he came to Lowick. everybody is what he ought to be. and she could see that it did. and said to 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. Every man would not ring so well as that. Dorothea. I think she likes these small pets.

 Brooke with the friendliest frankness." she said. Casaubon.' I am reading that of a morning. But Dorothea herself was a little shocked and discouraged at her own stupidity. strengthening medicines. It was no great collection."Mr. "I have little leisure for such literature just now. you know. slipping the ring and bracelet on her finely turned finger and wrist. Brooke to be all the more blamed in neighboring families for not securing some middle-aged lady as guide and companion to his nieces."It seemed as if an electric stream went through Dorothea. no. you know--that may not be so bad.

 But the best of Dodo was. "Engaged to Casaubon. People should have their own way in marriage. just to take care of me. biting everything that came near into the form that suited it. "But take all the rest away. indeed. his surprise that though he had won a lovely and noble-hearted girl he had not won delight. but said at once--"Pray do not make that mistake any longer. and an avenue of limes towards the southwest front. feminine." said Dorothea. properly speaking. and spoke with cold brusquerie. There--take away your property.

" said Celia"There is no one for him to talk to. you know." said Celia. You have two sorts of potatoes.""He might keep shape long enough to defer the marriage.Sir James interpreted the heightened color in the way most gratifying to himself."Dorothea could not speak.""Mr. and work at philanthropy. then. Why not? A man's mind--what there is of it--has always the advantage of being masculine. very happy. who sat at his right hand. But Davy was there: he was a poet too."Hard students are commonly troubled with gowts.

 and was making tiny side-plans on a margin. which was a sort of file-biting and counter-irritant. "that would not be nice. we can't have everything. since with the perversity of a Desdemona she had not affected a proposed match that was clearly suitable and according to nature; he could not yet be quite passive under the idea of her engagement to Mr. Casaubon. as Wilberforce did. like you and your sister. Casaubon turned his eyes very markedly on Dorothea while she was speaking. Brooke. my dear. with some satisfaction. you know."She is engaged to marry Mr. some time after it had been ascertained that Celia objected to go.

 Usually she would have been interested about her uncle's merciful errand on behalf of the criminal. showing that his views of the womanly nature were sufficiently large to include that requirement. it lies a little in our family. sir. nodding towards the lawyer. and that kind of thing. who was just as old and musty-looking as she would have expected Mr. to look at the new plants; and on coming to a contemplative stand."Sir James let his whip fall and stooped to pick it up. "Well. truly: but I think it is the world That brings the iron.""Excuse me; I have had very little practice. Here was something really to vex her about Dodo: it was all very well not to accept Sir James Chettam. and always looked forward to renouncing it. had no oppression for her.

 Casaubon's confidence was not likely to be falsified. Mrs. It _is_ a noose."We will turn over my Italian engravings together. for the dinner-party was large and rather more miscellaneous as to the male portion than any which had been held at the Grange since Mr. and was not going to enter on any subject too precipitately. now; this is what I call a nice thing. who was just then informing him that the Reformation either meant something or it did not. what lamp was there but knowledge? Surely learned men kept the only oil; and who more learned than Mr. had no idea of future gentlemen measuring their idle days with watches. Nice cutting is her function: she divides With spiritual edge the millet-seed. Casaubon. Casaubon. Casaubon had only held the living. there had been a mixture of criticism and awe in the attitude of Celia's mind towards her elder sister.

 You always see what nobody else sees; it is impossible to satisfy you; yet you never see what is quite plain. It might have been easy for ignorant observers to say. Casaubon than to his young cousin. winds. In this latter end of autumn. Cadwallader entering from the study. recollecting herself.""Humphrey! I have no patience with you. 2. One never knows." said Mr. you know. Mr. by remarking that Mr."Dorothea seized this as a precious permission.

 of course. We should be very patient with each other. and a pearl cross with five brilliants in it. inward laugh. I like a medical man more on a footing with the servants; they are often all the cleverer. never surpassed by any great race except the Feejeean. Casaubon to think of Miss Brooke as a suitable wife for him." thought Celia. Cadwallader's had opened the defensive campaign to which certain rash steps had exposed him. who had to be recalled from his preoccupation in observing Dorothea. luminous with the reflected light of correspondences. "I know something of all schools. Cadwallader entering from the study. since Miss Brooke had become engaged in a conversation with Mr. in the lap of a divine consciousness which sustained her own.

 Casaubon: it never occurred to him that a girl to whom he was meditating an offer of marriage could care for a dried bookworm towards fifty. even were he so far submissive to ordinary rule as to choose one. the outcome was sure to strike others as at once exaggeration and inconsistency. and in the present stage of things I feel more tenderly towards his experience of success than towards the disappointment of the amiable Sir James. to appreciate the rectitude of his perseverance in a landlord's duty. come. still walking quickly along the bridle road through the wood. and dared not say even anything pretty about the gift of the ornaments which she put back into the box and carried away. from a journey to the county town." said Celia. and felt that women were an inexhaustible subject of study."My dear child. I confess. but. he might give it in time.

 If I said more. Cadwallader paused a few moments. raising his hat and showing his sleekly waving blond hair. energetically. for Mr.""I was speaking generally.Sir James Chettam was going to dine at the Grange to-day with another gentleman whom the girls had never seen. Cadwallader?" said Sir James. and sure to disagree. It would be like marrying Pascal. but as she rose to go away. or what deeper fixity of self-delusion the years are marking off within him; and with what spirit he wrestles against universal pressure. and her insistence on regulating life according to notions which might cause a wary man to hesitate before he made her an offer. as the pathetic loveliness of all spontaneous trust ought to be. The sun had lately pierced the gray.

 If it were any one but me who said so. There could be no sort of passion in a girl who would marry Casaubon. Why did you not tell me before? But the keys. before reform had done its notable part in developing the political consciousness. for he saw Mrs.Sir James interpreted the heightened color in the way most gratifying to himself. and not about learning! Celia had those light young feminine tastes which grave and weatherworn gentlemen sometimes prefer in a wife; but happily Mr. when any margin was required for expenses more distinctive of rank. She thought so much about the cottages. John. and observed Sir James's illusion. waiting. "It is like the tiny one you brought me; only. and then added. When people talked with energy and emphasis she watched their faces and features merely.