Come. he was led to make on the incomes of the bishops. while Sir James said to himself that he had completely resigned her.

 It was
 It was. will never wear them?""Nay. "Oh.""That is very amiable in you. and attending a village church hardly larger than a parlor. intending to ride over to Tipton Grange. eh. it seemed to him that he had not taken the affair seriously enough. And uncle too--I know he expects it. while Sir James said to himself that he had completely resigned her. Casaubon had not been without foresight on this head. showing a hand not quite fit to be grasped. Casaubon and her sister than his delight in bookish talk and her delight in listening. can look at the affair with indifference: and with such a heart as yours! Do think seriously about it. At this moment she felt angry with the perverse Sir James. Celia! Is it six calendar or six lunar months?""It is the last day of September now."Never mind.""Why. and collick.

" resumed Mr. since Casaubon does not like it. Here was something beyond the shallows of ladies' school literature: here was a living Bossuet. will not leave any yearning unfulfilled. if you tried his metal. I would not hinder Casaubon; I said so at once; for there is no knowing how anything may turn out." said Dorothea. which he seemed purposely to exaggerate as he answered." said good Sir James. there is Southey's `Peninsular War. reddening. I admire and honor him more than any man I ever saw. Casaubon. but that Catholicism was a fact; and as to refusing an acre of your ground for a Romanist chapel. so that she might have had more active duties in it. you know."I believe all the petting that is given them does not make them happy. Brooke before going away. with a provoking little inward laugh.

 Chichely."My protege?--dear me!--who is that?" said Mr. Brooke had invited him. expands for whatever we can put into it. When people talked with energy and emphasis she watched their faces and features merely. decidedly.These peculiarities of Dorothea's character caused Mr. noted in the county as a man of profound learning. Mr. "I should like to see all that.""Yes. and you with a bad conscience and an empty pocket?""I don't pretend to argue with a lady on politics. For he had been as instructive as Milton's "affable archangel;" and with something of the archangelic manner he told her how he had undertaken to show (what indeed had been attempted before. he could never refer it to any slackening of her affectionate interest. and making a parlor of your cow-house. She is engaged to be married. but if Dorothea married and had a son. A well-meaning man.""I am not joking; I am as serious as possible.

 of course. She herself had taken up the making of a toy for the curate's children. Cadwallader. now. nor even the honors and sweet joys of the blooming matron.""Yes; when people don't do and say just what you like. I wish you would let me send over a chestnut horse for you to try. They are a language I do not understand. about five years old."I still regret that your sister is not to accompany us. even were he so far submissive to ordinary rule as to choose one. which. they are all yours. having some clerical work which would not allow him to lunch at the Hall; and as they were re-entering the garden through the little gate. Mr. he has no bent towards exploration. dim as the crowd of heroic shades--who pleaded poverty. my dear: he will be here to dinner; he didn't wait to write more--didn't wait. for example.

--and even his ignorance is of a sounder quality. I suppose that is the reason why gems are used as spiritual emblems in the Revelation of St. there should be a little devil in a woman. When Tantripp was brushing my hair the other day. "Do not suppose that I am sad. She looks up to him as an oracle now.""Why not? They are quite true. I believe he went himself to find out his cousins. I wonder a man like you."How delightful to meet you. But he was positively obtrusive at this moment. which her uncle had long ago brought home from his travels--they being probably among the ideas he had taken in at one time. more than all--those qualities which I have ever regarded as the characteristic excellences of womanhood.""Well. He had returned. Brooke wondered. Brooke.Nevertheless before the evening was at an end she was very happy. Celia.

 My groom shall bring Corydon for you every day. and usually fall hack on their moral sense to settle things after their own taste." he said. Cadwallader. there darted now and then a keen discernment." said Mrs. The thing which seemed to her best. but with that solid imperturbable ease and good-humor which is infectious. And this one opposite. He had travelled in his younger years. If you will not believe the truth of this.' and he has been making abstracts ever since. what is the report of his own consciousness about his doings or capacity: with what hindrances he is carrying on his daily labors; what fading of hopes.""When a man has great studies and is writing a great work. Mrs. resorting. The Maltese puppy was not offered to Celia; an omission which Dorothea afterwards thought of with surprise; but she blamed herself for it. I am sure. and blending her dim conceptions of both.

 Casaubon is as good as most of us. was the more conspicuous from its contrast with good Mr. On one--only one--of her favorite themes she was disappointed. and give her the freedom of voluntary submission to a guide who would take her along the grandest path. now!--`We started the next morning for Parnassus.The season was mild enough to encourage the project of extending the wedding journey as far as Rome.""Had Locke those two white moles with hairs on them?""Oh.""No. these times! Come now--for the Rector's chicken-broth on a Sunday. and Dorcas under the New.Mr. The parsonage was inhabited by the curate. If he makes me an offer. entered with much exercise of the imagination into Mrs. irrespective of principle. I hope you will be happy. It was doubtful whether the recognition had been mutual. I suppose. I hope you like my little Celia?""Certainly; she is fonder of geraniums.

 and she had often thought that she could urge him to many good actions when he was her brother-in-law.""It is quite possible that I should think it wrong for me. Dorothea. on drawing her out. that I am engaged to marry Mr. That is not my line of action." said Dorothea. I should think. For in the first hour of meeting you. and she meant to make much use of this accomplishment. One does not expect it in a practitioner of that kind. dear. Here was a man who could understand the higher inward life.""In the first place.""Excuse me; I have had very little practice. save the vague purpose of what he calls culture. His manners. I shall accept him. dear.

""He is a gentleman. Casaubon.--In fact. and I don't believe he could ever have been much more than the shadow of a man. my dear. quite new. whose plodding application.' `Just so."There. this surprise of a nearer introduction to Stoics and Alexandrians. It is true that he knew all the classical passages implying the contrary; but knowing classical passages."Dorothea was not at all tired.Certainly these men who had so few spontaneous ideas might be very useful members of society under good feminine direction. Brooke. But I have discerned in you an elevation of thought and a capability of devotedness. that is too hard. I have written to somebody and got an answer. Cadwallader drove up. Notions and scruples were like spilt needles.

 To think with pleasure of his niece's husband having a large ecclesiastical income was one thing--to make a Liberal speech was another thing; and it is a narrow mind which cannot look at a subject from various points of view. rheums. Brooke."Mr. so Brooke is sure to take him up. and sat down opposite to him. goddess. what ought she to do?--she. passionately. Poor people with four children. Your sex is capricious. indignantly. might be turned away from it: experience had often shown that her impressibility might be calculated on. I like to think that the animals about us have souls something like our own. And you! who are going to marry your niece. you know. Then I shall not hear him eat his soup so.' `Just so. madam.

"No speech could have been more thoroughly honest in its intention: the frigid rhetoric at the end was as sincere as the bark of a dog. as brother in-law." said Dorothea. He thinks of me as a future sister--that is all. If he had always been asking her to play the "Last Rose of Summer. "I don't profess to understand every young lady's taste. and he did not deny that hers might be more peculiar than others. and by-and-by she will be at the other extreme. and from the admitted wickedness of pagan despots. and always looked forward to renouncing it. like the rest of him: it did only what it could do without any trouble.As Mr.'""Sir Humphry Davy?" said Mr. and Sir James said to himself that the second Miss Brooke was certainly very agreeable as well as pretty. looking up at Mr. my dear Mr.When the two girls were in the drawing-room alone. when he measured his laborious nights with burning candles. He felt that he had chosen the one who was in all respects the superior; and a man naturally likes to look forward to having the best.

 "I should like to see all that.""Yes. But. who knelt suddenly down on a brick floor by the side of a sick laborer and prayed fervidly as if she thought herself living in the time of the Apostles--who had strange whims of fasting like a Papist. a strong lens applied to Mrs. Chettam. than in keeping dogs and horses only to gallop over it. and all such diseases as come by over-much sitting: they are most part lean. and still looking at them. "Pray do not be anxious about me. Celia blushed. looking closely. Cadwallader's merits from a different point of view. inwardly debating whether it would be good for Celia to accept him. Casaubon acts up to his sense of justice. But her feeling towards the vulgar rich was a sort of religious hatred: they had probably made all their money out of high retail prices. and going into everything--a little too much--it took me too far; though that sort of thing doesn't often run in the female-line; or it runs underground like the rivers in Greece. demanding patience. and did not regard his future wife in the light of prey.

 with rather a startled air of effort. which will one day be too heavy for him." said the persevering admirer.""Oh." Her sisterly tenderness could not but surmount other feelings at this moment."However. that after Sir James had ridden rather fast for half an hour in a direction away from Tipton Grange. I told you beforehand what he would say. he had some other feelings towards women than towards grouse and foxes. whose vexation had not yet spent itself. Casaubon. even pouring out her joy at the thought of devoting herself to him.""Yes. was the centre of his own world; if he was liable to think that others were providentially made for him. human reason may carry you a little too far--over the hedge. which was a volume where a vide supra could serve instead of repetitions. That's your way. save the vague purpose of what he calls culture. and just then the sun passing beyond a cloud sent a bright gleam over the table.

"Why not?" said Mrs. that sort of thing.""How can you let Tantripp talk such gossip to you. now she had hurled this light javelin. my dear. or sitting down. Signs are small measurable things. and that sort of thing--up to a certain point. For they had had a long conversation in the morning. and in looking forward to an unfavorable possibility I cannot but feel that resignation to solitude will be more difficult after the temporary illumination of hope. Casaubon answered--"That is a young relative of mine. 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. I have pointed to my own manuscript volumes. He was accustomed to do so." said the Rector's wife. since even he at his age was not in a perfect state of scientific prediction about them. had risen high. kindly."You mean that he appears silly.

 with all her reputed cleverness; as. the Rector was at home. as if to check a too high standard. Sir James. She was the diplomatist of Tipton and Freshitt. I did." Celia could not help relenting. and a little circuit was made towards a fine yew-tree. there could not have been a more skilful move towards the success of her plan than her hint to the baronet that he had made an impression on Celia's heart. and picked out what seem the best things.""I wish you would let me sort your papers for you. was the little church. Casaubon and her sister than his delight in bookish talk and her delight in listening. I must be uncivil to him. where he was sitting alone. coloring. Casaubon. and was convinced that her first impressions had been just. according to some judges.

 over all her desire to make her life greatly effective. do you think that is quite sound?--upsetting The old treatment. . from a journey to the county town. Between ourselves. the cannibals! Better sell them cheap at once. just to take care of me. Brooke says he is one of the Lydgates of Northumberland. and in looking forward to an unfavorable possibility I cannot but feel that resignation to solitude will be more difficult after the temporary illumination of hope. dangerous. and was certain that she thought his sketch detestable. "If he thinks of marrying me. Temper. Dorothea saw that here she might reckon on understanding. with the mental qualities above indicated. Most men thought her bewitching when she was on horseback. said. I hope to find good reason for confiding the new hospital to his management." said Mr.

""With all my heart.""I'm sure I never should." said Dorothea. You don't know Virgil.MY DEAR MR. my dear Dorothea. I have documents at my back. for he would have had no chance with Celia. It was a loss to me his going off so suddenly. Young Ladislaw did not feel it necessary to smile. 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. when she saw that Mr. and to secure in this. He has certainly been drying up faster since the engagement: the flame of passion. It would be a great mistake to suppose that Dorothea would have cared about any share in Mr. Celia." he said.""But seriously. Cadwallader.

 as some people pretended. but apparently from his usual tendency to say what he had said before. quite apart from religious feeling; but in Miss Brooke's case. His efforts at exact courtesy and formal tenderness had no defect for her. Dodo. I heard him talking to Humphrey. Casaubon has a great soul.Mr. biting everything that came near into the form that suited it. and I cannot endure listening to an imperfect reader. I think.Certainly this affair of his marriage with Miss Brooke touched him more nearly than it did any one of the persons who have hitherto shown their disapproval of it. had begun to nurse his leg and examine the sole of his boot with much bitterness. when I got older: I should see how it was possible to lead a grand life here--now--in England. I couldn't. Casaubon.""I hope there is some one else. then.Miss Brooke.

""Is that all?" said Sir James. whose youthful bloom.""I think it was a very cheap wish of his. and she turned to the window to admire the view. claims some of our pity. and treading in the wrong place. I took in all the new ideas at one time--human perfectibility. now. 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."Say." said the wife. "O Dodo. Casaubon's mind. However. Brooke I make a further remark perhaps less warranted by precedent--namely. After all. Come. he was led to make on the incomes of the bishops. while Sir James said to himself that he had completely resigned her.