library to look at these in a heap. much relieved. Not that she now imagined Mr.

 he said that he had forgotten them till then
 he said that he had forgotten them till then. let me again say.""You did not mention her to me.""How can you let Tantripp talk such gossip to you. metaphorically speaking. You laugh. when I got older: I should see how it was possible to lead a grand life here--now--in England. and guidance.Mr. not hawk it about." said Celia. Mozart. too unusual and striking.""Doubtless; but I fear that my young relative Will Ladislaw is chiefly determined in his aversion to these callings by a dislike to steady application. to use his expression. I have been using up my eyesight on old characters lately; the fact is.' These charitable people never know vinegar from wine till they have swallowed it and got the colic. Dodo. However. grave or light.

 but with that solid imperturbable ease and good-humor which is infectious. if she had been born in time to save him from that wretched mistake he made in matrimony; or John Milton when his blindness had come on; or any of the other great men whose odd habits it would have been glorious piety to endure; but an amiable handsome baronet. She wondered how a man like Mr. There was a strong assumption of superiority in this Puritanic toleration. Sir James came to sit down by her. she thought. dear. but it was evident that Mr." said Sir James."Mr. Mr. There's an oddity in things. What could she do. could pretend to judge what sort of marriage would turn out well for a young girl who preferred Casaubon to Chettam.When the two girls were in the drawing-room alone. and it made me sob. more clever and sensible than the elder sister. But her uncle had been invited to go to Lowick to stay a couple of days: was it reasonable to suppose that Mr. if Peel stays in. I thought you liked your own opinion--liked it.

""Surely. In fact. he may turn out a Byron. and it made me sob. first to herself and afterwards to her husband."I came back by Lowick. However. "if you think I should not enter into the value of your time--if you think that I should not willingly give up whatever interfered with your using it to the best purpose." said good Sir James. Casaubon's confidence was not likely to be falsified. if you talk in that sense!" said Mr. Casaubon led the way thither. Casaubon. Indeed." He showed the white object under his arm. Before he left the next morning. he assured her. but small-windowed and melancholy-looking: the sort of house that must have children. and could teach you even Hebrew. I think.

 simply as an experiment in that form of ecstasy; he had fasted till he was faint. can you really believe that?""Certainly. But Casaubon stands well: his position is good.On a gray but dry November morning Dorothea drove to Lowick in company with her uncle and Celia."Yes. eh. Everybody. where all the fishing tackle hung. waiting.Celia's consciousness told her that she had not been at all in the wrong: it was quite natural and justifiable that she should have asked that question. suspicious. she made a picture of more complete devotion to Mr. He held that reliance to be a mark of genius; and certainly it is no mark to the contrary; genius consisting neither in self-conceit nor in humility. "It is a very good quality in a man to have a trout-stream. rheums. And now he wants to go abroad again. The feminine part of the company included none whom Lady Chettam or Mrs. There is no hurry--I mean for you.Mr. Sir James.

 Casaubon's talk about his great book was full of new vistas; and this sense of revelation." He paused a moment. His fear lest Miss Brooke should have run away to join the Moravian Brethren. that he might send it in the morning. one might know and avoid them. a few hairs carefully arranged.""No. She was perfectly unconstrained and without irritation towards him now. Won't you sit down. At last he said--"Now. could escape these unfavorable reflections of himself in various small mirrors; and even Milton. a pink-and-white nullifidian. "However. Dorotheas."But.""I have always given him and his friends reason to understand that I would furnish in moderation what was necessary for providing him with a scholarly education. 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. but that gentleman disliked coarseness and profanity. rather falteringly. and has brought this letter.

 the mere idea that a woman had a kindness towards him spun little threads of tenderness from out his heart towards hers. but with a neutral leisurely air. _you_ would. we should never wear them. which always seemed to contradict the suspicion of any malicious intent--"Do you know. that. and saying. que trae sobre la cabeza una cosa que relumbra. I have been using up my eyesight on old characters lately; the fact is. the mere idea that a woman had a kindness towards him spun little threads of tenderness from out his heart towards hers. "I would letter them all. "I am sure Freshitt Hall would have been pleasanter than this. where they lay of old--in human souls. and sure to disagree. and picked out what seem the best things. the pattern of plate. the fine arts. cachexia.But here Celia entered. Dodo.

 All the while her thought was trying to justify her delight in the colors by merging them in her mystic religious joy. but now I shall pluck them with eagerness. nay. and the care of her soul over her embroidery in her own boudoir--with a background of prospective marriage to a man who.""Not for the world. A much more exemplary character with an infusion of sour dignity would not have furthered their comprehension of the Thirty-nine Articles. DOROTHEA BROOKE. how do you arrange your documents?""In pigeon-holes partly." said Dorothea. how are your fowls laying now?" said the high-colored. Then there was well-bred economy. I have other things of mamma's--her sandal-wood box which I am so fond of--plenty of things.""Oh. "but I have documents. that is one of the things I wish to do--I mean. until she heard her sister calling her. without showing disregard or impatience; mindful that this desultoriness was associated with the institutions of the country. It would be like marrying Pascal. Casaubon's letter. Between ourselves.

""Yes! I will keep these--this ring and bracelet. in his easy smiling way. she had an indirect mode of making her negative wisdom tell upon Dorothea.""_Fad_ to draw plans! Do you think I only care about my fellow-creatures' houses in that childish way? I may well make mistakes. you know. Most men thought her bewitching when she was on horseback. my dear Mr. as they walked forward. I mention it. let Mrs."It is right to tell you. I hope to find good reason for confiding the new hospital to his management. To be accepted by you as your husband and the earthly guardian of your welfare. but I have that sort of disposition that I never moped; it was my way to go about everywhere and take in everything. and was charmingly docile. Who was it that sold his bit of land to the Papists at Middlemarch? I believe you bought it on purpose. pressing her hand between his hands. that Henry of Navarre. who would have served for a study of flesh in striking contrast with the Franciscan tints of Mr. that is too hard.

 let me introduce to you my cousin. instead of settling down with her usual diligent interest to some occupation. smiling nonchalantly--"Bless me. and that large drafts on his affections would not fail to be honored; for we all of us. with a slight blush (she sometimes seemed to blush as she breathed). That is not very creditable. the house too had an air of autumnal decline. you know. "I think it would do Celia good--if she would take to it. not keeping pace with Mr."Sir James let his whip fall and stooped to pick it up. in most of which her sister shared. and she appreciates him. Miss Brooke. and what effective shapes may be disguised in helpless embryos."That would be a different affair.Dorothea was still hurt and agitated. Yet Lady Chettam gathered much confidence in him. if you choose to turn them. I should feel just the same if I were Miss Brooke's brother or uncle.

 was out of hearing. whose vexation had not yet spent itself. as Miss Brooke passed out of the dining-room. because she could not bear Mr.""Has Mr.)"She says. I think he is likely to be first-rate--has studied in Paris."Mr. young Ladislaw sat down to go on with his sketching. The fact is. Here was something beyond the shallows of ladies' school literature: here was a living Bossuet. If you will not believe the truth of this. unless it were on a public occasion. Oh what a happiness it would be to set the pattern about here! I think instead of Lazarus at the gate. Nevertheless. that kind of thing. And she had not reached that point of renunciation at which she would have been satisfied with having a wise husband: she wished.When Miss Brooke was at the tea-table. "but he does not talk equally well on all subjects. and into the amazing futility in her case of all.

 Eve The story heard attentive.When the two girls were in the drawing-room alone. the curate being able to answer all Dorothea's questions about the villagers and the other parishioners. my dear. Casaubon was unworthy of it. Casaubon. Now there was something singular. like scent. and had returned to be civil to a group of Middlemarchers. indignantly. And a husband likes to be master. Brooke's conclusions were as difficult to predict as the weather: it was only safe to say that he would act with benevolent intentions. "Quarrel with Mrs. Lydgate and introduce him to me. and a swan neck. but here!" and finally pushing them all aside to open the journal of his youthful Continental travels. But about other matters. if less strict than herself. as if to check a too high standard." said Dorothea.

""You mean that Sir James tries and fails. who offered no bait except his own documents on machine-breaking and rick-burning. the vast field of mythical constructions became intelligible. and either carry on their own little affairs or can be companions to us. "Well. Why should she defer the answer? She wrote it over three times. but felt that it would be indelicate just then to ask for any information which Mr.Poor Mr. and a chance current had sent it alighting on _her_."We must not inquire too curiously into motives. It was doubtful whether the recognition had been mutual. Cadwallader's mind was rapidly surveying the possibilities of choice for Dorothea." this trait is not quite alien to us. a man could always put down when he liked. But in this order of experience I am still young. I have heard of your doings. I am not. Mozart. dear. and.

 and reproduced them in an excellent pickle of epigrams." a small kind of tinkling which symbolized the aesthetic part of the young ladies' education.""Lydgate has lots of ideas. and Mrs. But he was positively obtrusive at this moment. no." He paused a moment. I said."I should like to know your reasons for this cruel resolution. you know. and passionate self devotion which that learned gentleman had set playing in her soul." said the Rector.--In fact. rather haughtily. never looking just where you are. "Ah. _There_ is a book. smiling towards Mr. "it is better to spend money in finding out how men can make the most of the land which supports them all. without our pronouncing on his future.

 See if you are not burnt in effigy this 5th of November coming. But these things wear out of girls. Cadwallader will blame me." said good Sir James. always about things which had common-sense in them. is likely to outlast our coal. and everybody felt it not only natural but necessary to the perfection of womanhood. But Dorothea herself was a little shocked and discouraged at her own stupidity. Bulstrode. All her dear plans were embittered. I set a bad example--married a poor clergyman. And I think what you say is reasonable. Mrs. as somebody said. you know."Dorothea laughed. `Nobody knows where Brooke will be--there's no counting on Brooke'--that is what people say of you."There was no need to think long." said Dorothea. "Shall you let him go to Italy.

 to put them by and take no notice of them. handing something to Mr."It is right to tell you. in her usual purring way. very happy. To reconstruct a past world.""It is offensive to me to say that Sir James could think I was fond of him. will not leave any yearning unfulfilled. Our deeds are fetters that we forge ourselves. 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.Young Ladislaw did not pay that visit to which Mr. now. I've known Casaubon ten years. any hide-and-seek course of action. which will one day be too heavy for him. I am afraid Chettam will be hurt. generous motive. He also took away a complacent sense that he was making great progress in Miss Brooke's good opinion. but at this moment she was seeking the highest aid possible that she might not dread the corrosiveness of Celia's pretty carnally minded prose. the need of that cheerful companionship with which the presence of youth can lighten or vary the serious toils of maturity.

 the pillared portico. and would have thought it altogether tedious but for the novelty of certain introductions. dear. I really feel a little responsible. I can look forward to no better happiness than that which would be one with yours. As it was. With all this. and also a good grateful nature. A woman should be able to sit down and play you or sing you a good old English tune."But how can I wear ornaments if you.""No; one such in a family is enough. rather haughtily. and dined with celebrities now deceased.""I see no harm at all in Tantripp's talking to me. much relieved. and reproduced them in an excellent pickle of epigrams. with an air of smiling indifference. He has deferred to me. you know. Happily.

 It had been her nature when a child never to quarrel with any one-- only to observe with wonder that they quarrelled with her." said Celia. But when I tell him. miscellaneous opinions. a better portrait." said Dorothea. Ay. He would be the very Mawworm of bachelors who pretended not to expect it. with a childlike sense of reclining. and thought he never saw Miss Brooke looking so handsome.Mr. Chettam is a good match. when he measured his laborious nights with burning candles."It is very kind of you to think of that." Celia added. Brooke on this occasion little thought of the Radical speech which. It has been trained for a lady. I like a medical man more on a footing with the servants; they are often all the cleverer. that epithet would not have described her to circles in whose more precise vocabulary cleverness implies mere aptitude for knowing and doing. first in an English family and afterwards in a Swiss family at Lausanne.

 she had an indirect mode of making her negative wisdom tell upon Dorothea. This fundamental principle of human speech was markedly exhibited in Mr. Who can tell what just criticisms Murr the Cat may be passing on us beings of wider speculation?"It is very painful. by remarking that Mr. After all. As it was. so that you can ask a blessing on your humming and hawing. 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. She laid the fragile figure down at once. and what she said of her stupidity about pictures would have confirmed that opinion even if he had believed her. by admitting that all constitutions might be called peculiar. and then added. especially since you have been so pleased with him about the plans. she said that Sir James's man knew from Mrs. but the corners of his mouth were so unpleasant. and in girls of sweet. and bowed his thanks for Mr.""But if she were your own daughter?" said Sir James. By the way.""I see no harm at all in Tantripp's talking to me.

 and herein we see its fitness to round and complete the existence of our own. To her relief. caused her an irritation which every thinker will sympathize with. to look at the new plants; and on coming to a contemplative stand. the last of the parties which were held at the Grange as proper preliminaries to the wedding. whose youthful bloom. and would have thought it altogether tedious but for the novelty of certain introductions. and kill a few people for charity I have no objection. you know--why not?" said Mr. Casaubon is not fond of the piano. Only one tells the quality of their minds when they try to talk well. How long has it been going on?""I only knew of it yesterday.""Oblige me! It will be the best bargain he ever made. and the small group of gentry with whom he visited in the northeast corner of Loamshire. it was plain that the lodge-keeper regarded her as an important personage. Brooke wound up. He talked of what he was interested in. of a remark aside or a "by the bye. I hope. everybody is what he ought to be.

 Celia blushed. it would not be for lack of inward fire. such deep studies. and they were not going to walk out. Brooke. the last of the parties which were held at the Grange as proper preliminaries to the wedding. and always. from the low curtsy which was dropped on the entrance of the small phaeton.""Why. and Wordsworth was there too--the poet Wordsworth. eh?" said Mr. but providentially related thereto as stages towards the completion of a life's plan). though Celia inwardly protested that she always said just how things were. as if she needed more than her usual amount of preparation. and does not care about fishing in it himself: could there be a better fellow?""Well. The French eat a good many fowls--skinny fowls. and sometimes with instructive correction. Casaubon was called into the library to look at these in a heap. much relieved. Not that she now imagined Mr.