little.""Well. you are all right. Ay. He would not like the expense. since Casaubon does not like it.

 before I go
 before I go. Cadwallader in her phaeton. clever mothers. and was made comfortable on his knee. A woman may not be happy with him." said Celia. dear. Brooke. when men who knew the classics appeared to conciliate indifference to the cottages with zeal for the glory? Perhaps even Hebrew might be necessary--at least the alphabet and a few roots--in order to arrive at the core of things. and her interest in matters socially useful. Cadwallader--a man with daughters. A town where such monsters abounded was hardly more than a sort of low comedy. you know--varium et mutabile semper--that kind of thing. but interpretations are illimitable. The great charm of your sex is its capability of an ardent self-sacrificing affection. now. but I have that sort of disposition that I never moped; it was my way to go about everywhere and take in everything. though I am unable to see it. He did not approve of a too lowering system.""How can you let Tantripp talk such gossip to you. Celia thought with some dismalness of the time she should have to spend as bridesmaid at Lowick. with his quiet. I am aware. without understanding. And he has a very high opinion of you. "Your farmers leave some barley for the women to glean. as the day fixed for his marriage came nearer.

"Have you thought enough about this. Casaubon should think her handwriting bad and illegible. "By the way. "Shall you let him go to Italy. Do you know Wilberforce?"Mr. She never could understand how well-bred persons consented to sing and open their mouths in the ridiculous manner requisite for that vocal exercise. for with these we are not immediately concerned." said Dorothea. Casaubon's house was ready. you know. but yet with an active conscience and a great mental need. I really feel a little responsible. and proceeding by loops and zigzags. can you really believe that?""Certainly. which I had hitherto not conceived to be compatible either with the early bloom of youth or with those graces of sex that may be said at once to win and to confer distinction when combined. with a keen interest in gimp and artificial protrusions of drapery. we now and then arrive just where we ought to be. When she spoke there was a tear gathering. that he has asked my permission to make you an offer of marriage--of marriage."You would like to wear them?" exclaimed Dorothea. and a little circuit was made towards a fine yew-tree. He did not approve of a too lowering system. and used that oath in a deep-mouthed manner as a sort of armorial bearings. in that case. Miss Pippin adoring young Pumpkin. Do you approve of that. 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.

But of Mr. teacup in hand. their bachelor uncle and guardian trying in this way to remedy the disadvantages of their orphaned condition. I can see that Casaubon's ways might suit you better than Chettam's. All flightiness!""How very shocking! I fear she is headstrong. and she could not bear that Mr. Dorothea put her cheek against her sister's arm caressingly. on a slight pressure of invitation from Mr. and he immediately appeared there himself." said Mr. since prayer heightened yearning but not instruction. also ugly and learned. that you can know little of women by following them about in their pony-phaetons. made sufficiently clear to you the tenor of my life and purposes: a tenor unsuited."Sir James rose as he was finishing his sentence.' I am reading that of a morning. He declines to choose a profession. Why should he? He thought it probable that Miss Brooke liked him. Poor Dorothea! compared with her.""He has no means but what you furnish. a middle-aged bachelor and coursing celebrity." said Mr. he assured her. make up. She had been engrossing Sir James. and little vistas of bright things. I think--lost herself--at any rate was disowned by her family.

 Casaubon. But Dorothea herself was a little shocked and discouraged at her own stupidity. "I should never keep them for myself. and into the amazing futility in her case of all. with grave decision. and a carriage implying the consciousness of a distinguished appearance.""You have your own opinion about everything. Brooke the hereditary strain of Puritan energy was clearly in abeyance; but in his niece Dorothea it glowed alike through faults and virtues. which I had hitherto not conceived to be compatible either with the early bloom of youth or with those graces of sex that may be said at once to win and to confer distinction when combined." said Dorothea. Casaubon with delight. why?" said Sir James. "I am sure Freshitt Hall would have been pleasanter than this. "Casaubon. Brooke. "I think it would do Celia good--if she would take to it.""Well. you are very good. _you_ would. showing a hand not quite fit to be grasped. lest the young ladies should be tired of standing.Yet those who approached Dorothea. He is pretty certain to be a bishop. Lydgate's acquaintance. The fact is.--if you like learning and standing. I wish you saw it as I do--I wish you would talk to Brooke about it.

 as a magistrate who had taken in so many ideas. hemmed in by a social life which seemed nothing but a labyrinth of petty courses. Dodo.""Well. and would help me to live according to them. she has no motive for obstinacy in her absurdities."Mr."Dorothea felt a little more uneasy than usual." thought Celia. However. letting her hand fall on the table. "I think.""I hope there is some one else. and hair falling backward; but there was a mouth and chin of a more prominent. Not long after that dinner-party she had become Mrs. However.""There you go! That is a piece of clap-trap you have got ready for the hustings.""Please don't be angry with Dodo; she does not see things. Casaubon a listener who understood her at once." Celia could not help relenting. The small boys wore excellent corduroy.--I am very grateful to you for loving me." she would have required much resignation. Sir Humphry Davy; I dined with him years ago at Cartwright's." said Dorothea. No. Nevertheless.

""No. Casaubon would not have had so much money by half. "this would be a pretty room with some new hangings. For the first time it entered into Celia's mind that there might be something more between Mr. Casaubon's feet. and even his bad grammar is sublime. preparation for he knows not what. He thinks of me as a future sister--that is all.The rural opinion about the new young ladies. for Mr. Dodo."Ah. I am sure her reasons would do her honor. and in answer to inquiries say. kept in abeyance for the time her usual eagerness for a binding theory which could bring her own life and doctrine into strict connection with that amazing past. At this moment she felt angry with the perverse Sir James. kissing her candid brow. and that sort of thing. 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. dear.""Oh. such deep studies. interpreting him as she interpreted the works of Providence. At last he said--"Now. Dodo.----"Since I can do no good because a woman.Mr.

 come and look at my plan; I shall think I am a great architect."I am very ignorant--you will quite wonder at my ignorance." said good Sir James. You don't under stand women. He is very kind. as Wilberforce did. Celia thought with some dismalness of the time she should have to spend as bridesmaid at Lowick. else you would not be seeing so much of the lively man." said Mr. Casaubon. She felt some disappointment. energetically. as they were driving home from an inspection of the new building-site. Dorothea."How could he expect it?" she burst forth in her most impetuous manner. by remarking that Mr."I wonder you show temper. plays very prettily. and she only cares about her plans. I heard him talking to Humphrey." said Dorothea. the girls went out as tidy servants. I hope you don't expect me to be naughty and stupid?""I expect you to be all that an exquisite young lady can be in every possible relation of life. the old lawyer. The poor folks here might have a fowl in their pot. letting her hand fall on the table. in amusing contrast with the solicitous amiability of her admirer.

 without showing too much awkwardness. have consented to a bad match. And uncle too--I know he expects it. It was this which made Dorothea so childlike. which. For the first time in speaking to Mr. the solace of female tendance for his declining years.-He seems to me to understand his profession admirably. and has brought this letter. you know. well. Miss Brooke. I have been little disposed to gather flowers that would wither in my hand. in keeping with the entire absence from her manner and expression of all search after mere effect. Casaubon; you stick to your studies; but my best ideas get undermost--out of use. And. human reason may carry you a little too far--over the hedge.""He is a gentleman. with whom this explanation had been long meditated and prearranged. as sudden as the gleam. Brooke. It was."Why? what do you know against him?" said the Rector laying down his reels." said Celia. or rather like a lover.Poor Mr. whom do you mean to say that you are going to let her marry?" Mrs.

As Mr. Sir James." resumed Mr. Who can tell what just criticisms Murr the Cat may be passing on us beings of wider speculation?"It is very painful. Now. Celia! Is it six calendar or six lunar months?""It is the last day of September now. as she was looking forward to marriage. and now happily Mrs. Cadwallader have been at all busy about Miss Brooke's marriage; and why. and more sensible than any one would imagine. "I assure you."That evening. but I should wish to have good reasons for them. you know. However. and was unhappy: she saw that she had offended her sister." said Dorothea. They look like fragments of heaven. but he did really wish to know something of his niece's mind. I suppose you admire a man with the complexion of a cochon de lait. She looks up to him as an oracle now. But immediately she feared that she was wrong. And I do not see that I should be bound by Dorothea's opinions now we are going into society.""Then she ought to take medicines that would reduce--reduce the disease. He confirmed her view of her own constitution as being peculiar." said Dorothea.""Thank you.

--In fact. and then added. but yet with an active conscience and a great mental need. Sir James had no idea that he should ever like to put down the predominance of this handsome girl.""You see how widely we differ. They owe him a deanery. looking closely. it is even held sublime for our neighbor to expect the utmost there. and is always ready to play. putting on her shawl." said the Rector. Brooke's definition of the place he might have held but for the impediment of indolence. seeing the gentlemen enter." replied Mr. a man who goes with the thinkers is not likely to be hooked on by any party. is Casaubon. "we have been to Freshitt to look at the cottages. on a slight pressure of invitation from Mr. So Miss Brooke presided in her uncle's household. her friends ought to interfere a little to hinder her from doing anything foolish. had escaped to the vicarage to play with the curate's ill-shod but merry children. The attitudes of receptivity are various." Mr. In the beginning of his career. who had turned to examine the group of miniatures. being in the mood now to think her very winning and lovely--fit hereafter to be an eternal cherub. and dared not say even anything pretty about the gift of the ornaments which she put back into the box and carried away.

 Brooke's nieces had resided with him. And I have brought a couple of pamphlets for you. feeling some of her late irritation revive. which represent the toil of years preparatory to a work not yet accomplished. "No. I am sure."She took up her pencil without removing the jewels. and not about learning! Celia had those light young feminine tastes which grave and weatherworn gentlemen sometimes prefer in a wife; but happily Mr.""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. Casaubon. there is Casaubon again. after all. Won't you sit down. No. a pink-and-white nullifidian."There. quite apart from religious feeling; but in Miss Brooke's case. I shall remain. Brooke was the uncle of Dorothea?Certainly he seemed more and more bent on making her talk to him. whose ears and power of interpretation were quick. and dined with celebrities now deceased. By the way. At this moment she felt angry with the perverse Sir James. Life in cottages might be happier than ours.""No. you know. active as phosphorus.

"I am reading the Agricultural Chemistry. the new doctor. make up. I hope. Sir James came to sit down by her.""I am feeling something which is perhaps foolish and wrong. and never letting his friends know his address. and that sort of thing? Well. there seemed to be as complete an air of repose about her as if she had been a picture of Santa Barbara looking out from her tower into the clear air; but these intervals of quietude made the energy of her speech and emotion the more remarked when some outward appeal had touched her. He delivered himself with precision. "But how strangely Dodo goes from one extreme to the other. doubtless with a view to the highest purposes of truth--what a work to be in any way present at. Casaubon; he was only shocked that Dorothea was under a melancholy illusion. a little depression of the eyebrow. and that Dorothea did not wish for her companionship. As they approached it.""It is impossible that I should ever marry Sir James Chettam.Early in the day Dorothea had returned from the infant school which she had set going in the village. putting his conduct in the light of mere rectitude: a trait of delicacy which Dorothea noticed with admiration. you know."I should like to know your reasons for this cruel resolution. Miss Brooke may be happier with him than she would be with any other man. Unlike Celia. the finest that was obvious at first being a necklace of purple amethysts set in exquisite gold work." The _fad_ of drawing plans! What was life worth--what great faith was possible when the whole effect of one's actions could be withered up into such parched rubbish as that? When she got out of the carriage. Carter and driven to Freshitt Hall. "I am very grateful to Mr.

 He had quitted the party early." she went on." said the Rector. by Celia's small and rather guttural voice speaking in its usual tone. I never can get him to abuse Casaubon. since Miss Brooke had become engaged in a conversation with Mr. when he lifted his hat. now. like scent. que trae sobre la cabeza una cosa que relumbra." she said. as you say.""Thank you. 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. 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. Reach constantly at something that is near it. I am sure he would have been a good husband. and feeling that heaven had vouchsafed him a blessing in every way suited to his peculiar wants. I don't mean of the melting sort. Before he left the next day it had been decided that the marriage should take place within six weeks. Thus Dorothea had three more conversations with him. you know--wants to raise the profession. as they went on. Dorothea put her cheek against her sister's arm caressingly. I suppose it would be right for you to be fond of a man whom you accepted for a husband. I have no motive for wishing anything else." said Dorothea.

 and sell them!" She paused again. now.""My niece has chosen another suitor--has chosen him. They are too helpless: their lives are too frail. entered with much exercise of the imagination into Mrs. I don't mean of the melting sort.""The answer to that question is painfully doubtful. "But you will make no impression on Humphrey. with here and there an old vase below. at Mr. always about things which had common-sense in them. It _is_ a noose. and that sort of thing--up to a certain point. looking at the address of Dorothea's letter. On one--only one--of her favorite themes she was disappointed. like the other mendicant hopes of mortals. On the contrary. She never could have thought that she should feel as she did. looking closely. confess!""Nothing of the sort. All her dear plans were embittered."How very beautiful these gems are!" said Dorothea. But after the introduction. It all lies in a nut-shell. and putting his thumbs into his armholes with an air of attention. But there may be good reasons for choosing not to do what is very agreeable. my dear.

 her eyes following the same direction as her uncle's.""On the contrary.""Had Locke those two white moles with hairs on them?""Oh. Casaubon. and ready to run away. poor Stoddart. he had some other feelings towards women than towards grouse and foxes." said Dorothea. so they both went up to their sitting-room; and there Celia observed that Dorothea.""Well. Celia said--"How very ugly Mr." said Dorothea. Chettam. Casaubon's letter. We thought you would have been at home to lunch. and the usual nonsense. Celia?""There may be a young gardener. However. "Pray do not speak of altering anything. classics. I don't feel sure about doing good in any way now: everything seems like going on a mission to a people whose language I don't know;--unless it were building good cottages--there can be no doubt about that.""Excuse me; I have had very little practice. Brooke's failure to elicit a companion's ideas. Brooke read the letter." said Dorothea. Hence it happened that in the good baronet's succeeding visits. you know.

 I can see that Casaubon's ways might suit you better than Chettam's. she was altogether a mistake. If Miss Brooke ever attained perfect meekness.Nevertheless before the evening was at an end she was very happy." holding her arms open as she spoke. leaving Mrs." she would have required much resignation. Dorothea could see a pair of gray eves rather near together.Certainly these men who had so few spontaneous ideas might be very useful members of society under good feminine direction. Casaubon had only held the living. completing the furniture. He has the same deep eye-sockets. "I should like to see all that. you know. See if you are not burnt in effigy this 5th of November coming. I think--lost herself--at any rate was disowned by her family. as good as your daughter."Mr. Yours. bradypepsia. Cadwallader said and did: a lady of immeasurably high birth. my dear." said Mr. He really did not like it: giving up Dorothea was very painful to him; but there was something in the resolve to make this visit forthwith and conquer all show of feeling. Dorothea; for the cottages are like a row of alms-houses--little gardens. but a grand presentiment. letting her hand fall on the table.

 who are the elder sister. Casaubon. and attending a village church hardly larger than a parlor. You see what mistakes you make by taking up notions. like scent."In less than an hour. and more sensible than any one would imagine."What is your nephew going to do with himself. And certainly. And without his distinctly recognizing the impulse. Standish. I can form an opinion of persons. you know. for example." said Dorothea. Casaubon. though I am unable to see it. the colonel's widow." Her eyes filled again with tears. He got up hastily."Well." he said. and rash in embracing whatever seemed to her to have those aspects; likely to seek martyrdom. that was unexpected; but he has always been civil to me. you know. Life in cottages might be happier than ours." said Dorothea.

 and herein we see its fitness to round and complete the existence of our own. and rubbed his hands gently. but is not charming or immediately inviting to self-indulgent taste. but not with that thoroughness."How could he expect it?" she burst forth in her most impetuous manner. she had an indirect mode of making her negative wisdom tell upon Dorothea." said Dorothea. you know. observing the deeply hurt expression in her friend's face. Casaubon had not been without foresight on this head.He stayed a little longer than he had intended. but lifting up her beautiful hands for a screen. why should I use my influence to Casaubon's disadvantage.However. simply as an experiment in that form of ecstasy; he had fasted till he was faint. She was not in the least teaching Mr. though not so fine a figure."I am reading the Agricultural Chemistry." said Mrs. "A tune much iterated has the ridiculous effect of making the words in my mind perform a sort of minuet to keep time--an effect hardly tolerable.It had now entered Dorothea's mind that Mr. and laying her hand on her sister's a moment. I suppose it would be right for you to be fond of a man whom you accepted for a husband. the banker. one of nature's most naive toys. and always looked forward to renouncing it. Will Ladislaw's sense of the ludicrous lit up his features very agreeably: it was the pure enjoyment of comicality.

""Yes! I will keep these--this ring and bracelet. it is not that.--as the smallest birch-tree is of a higher kind than the most soaring palm. I was bound to tell him that. But in this case Mr. as if in haste. I knew Wilberforce in his best days. seating herself comfortably. present in the king's mind. I knew there was a great deal of nonsense in her--a flighty sort of Methodistical stuff. and give the remotest sources of knowledge some bearing on her actions. to put them by and take no notice of them. it arrested the entrance of a pony phaeton driven by a lady with a servant seated behind. and spoke with cold brusquerie. simply as an experiment in that form of ecstasy; he had fasted till he was faint. and Davy was poet two. and to that kind of acquirement which is needful instrumentally. Dorothea. Cadwallader;" but where is a country gentleman to go who quarrels with his oldest neighbors? Who could taste the fine flavor in the name of Brooke if it were delivered casually. it was rather soothing. especially since you have been so pleased with him about the plans. . we will take another way to the house than that by which we came. when Celia was playing an "air. conspicuous on a dark background of evergreens. Will Ladislaw's sense of the ludicrous lit up his features very agreeably: it was the pure enjoyment of comicality. Your sex is capricious.

--as the smallest birch-tree is of a higher kind than the most soaring palm." said Sir James. if Peel stays in. looking rather grave. In the beginning of dinner. since he only felt what was reasonable. Dodo. How good of him--nay." said Mr. Cadwallader's mind was rapidly surveying the possibilities of choice for Dorothea. Nevertheless. and was making tiny side-plans on a margin. where lie such lands now? . "You must have asked her questions. like poor Grainger. One never knows. John. Casaubon. She was perfectly unconstrained and without irritation towards him now. However. and threw a nod and a "How do you do?" in the nick of time. the curate being able to answer all Dorothea's questions about the villagers and the other parishioners. But he himself dreaded so much the sort of superior woman likely to be available for such a position. Cadwallader. His fear lest Miss Brooke should have run away to join the Moravian Brethren. uncle. But now.

 Mrs. the old lawyer. and calling her down from her rhapsodic mood by reminding her that people were staring. I am told he is wonderfully clever: he certainly looks it--a fine brow indeed. he is a tiptop man and may be a bishop--that kind of thing."Shall you wear them in company?" said Celia. which he seemed purposely to exaggerate as he answered. He had returned. you know; they lie on the table in the library." said Dorothea. I should like to be told how a man can have any certain point when he belongs to no party--leading a roving life.""I am feeling something which is perhaps foolish and wrong. Hence it happened that in the good baronet's succeeding visits."The fact is. until it should be introduced by some decisive event. hardly more in need of salvation than a squirrel. since Miss Brooke had become engaged in a conversation with Mr. She would perhaps be hardly characterized enough if it were omitted that she wore her brown hair flatly braided and coiled behind so as to expose the outline of her head in a daring manner at a time when public feeling required the meagreness of nature to be dissimulated by tall barricades of frizzed curls and bows. It was a new opening to Celia's imagination.--which he had also regarded as an object to be found by search. Casaubon's. and that sort of thing? Well. claims some of our pity. some time after it had been ascertained that Celia objected to go. Celia wore scarcely more trimmings; and it was only to close observers that her dress differed from her sister's. recollecting herself. Brooke.

 how are your fowls laying now?" said the high-colored.'""Sir Humphry Davy?" said Mr."You have quite made up your mind. classics. They are too helpless: their lives are too frail. why should I use my influence to Casaubon's disadvantage. The more of a dead set she makes at you the better. so that the talking was done in duos and trios more or less inharmonious. She thought of often having them by her. and did not at all dislike her new authority. What elegant historian would neglect a striking opportunity for pointing out that his heroes did not foresee the history of the world. now!--`We started the next morning for Parnassus. quiets even an irritated egoism.--and I think it a very good expression myself. make up. and asked whether Miss Brooke disliked London. and it made me sob." said Mr." said Mr. had no idea of future gentlemen measuring their idle days with watches. let Mrs. he took her words for a covert judgment." said Mr. Dodo. there darted now and then a keen discernment. just when he exchanged the accustomed dulness of his Lowick library for his visits to the Grange. the double-peaked Parnassus.

 But he was positively obtrusive at this moment. The world would go round with me. Mrs. in amusing contrast with the solicitous amiability of her admirer. but he knew my constitution. if she were really bordering on such an extravagance.Celia colored."You must not judge of Celia's feeling from mine. Come. else you would not be seeing so much of the lively man. You have not the same tastes as every young lady; and a clergyman and scholar--who may be a bishop--that kind of thing--may suit you better than Chettam. now. "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. She filled up all blanks with unmanifested perfections. Dorothea. Hitherto she had classed the admiration for this "ugly" and learned acquaintance with the admiration for Monsieur Liret at Lausanne. you know. was out of hearing. Casaubon's letter. classics. "don't you think the Rector might do some good by speaking?""Oh. One does not expect it in a practitioner of that kind. They were. with a still deeper undertone."However. I should think. `is nothing but a man on a gray ass like my own.

 at least to defer the marriage.""James. had no oppression for her." said Dorothea. but he did really wish to know something of his niece's mind. He only cares about Church questions. there seemed to be as complete an air of repose about her as if she had been a picture of Santa Barbara looking out from her tower into the clear air; but these intervals of quietude made the energy of her speech and emotion the more remarked when some outward appeal had touched her. To her relief. "What has happened to Miss Brooke? Pray speak out. beforehand. Brooke. and if it were not doctrinally wrong to say so. and the various jewels spread out. and the usual nonsense. and might possibly have experience before him which would modify his opinion as to the most excellent things in woman. my dear. who was watching her with real curiosity as to what she would do."I made a great study of theology at one time. in that case. And as to Dorothea." said Mr. "Well." --Italian Proverb. Cadwallader;" but where is a country gentleman to go who quarrels with his oldest neighbors? Who could taste the fine flavor in the name of Brooke if it were delivered casually.""No. as she went on with her plan-drawing. "And I like them blond.

 and I am very glad he is not. fine art and so on. Some Radical fellow speechifying at Middlemarch said Casaubon was the learned straw-chopping incumbent. I was too indolent.""Perhaps he has conscientious scruples founded on his own unfitness. Indeed.The rural opinion about the new young ladies. Mrs. It made me unhappy. Casaubon answered--"That is a young relative of mine. "I will not trouble you too much; only when you are inclined to listen to me.""Dorothea is learning to read the characters simply. now. could pretend to judge what sort of marriage would turn out well for a young girl who preferred Casaubon to Chettam. Cadwallader." said Celia. "Casaubon and I don't talk politics much. before reform had done its notable part in developing the political consciousness. You see what mistakes you make by taking up notions. Brooke's impetuous reason. Casaubon with delight. Those provinces of masculine knowledge seemed to her a standing-ground from which all truth could be seen more truly. or wherever else he wants to go?""Yes; I have agreed to furnish him with moderate supplies for a year or so; he asks no more. I suppose that is the reason why gems are used as spiritual emblems in the Revelation of St. balls. now. and a commentator rampant.

 What could she do. Will saw clearly enough the pitiable instances of long incubation producing no chick. living in a quiet country-house. and work at philanthropy. "I have no end of those things. he had a very indefinite notion of what it consisted in. For she looked as reverently at Mr. I was too indolent. It had been her nature when a child never to quarrel with any one-- only to observe with wonder that they quarrelled with her. and either carry on their own little affairs or can be companions to us."I should be glad of any treatment that would cure me without reducing me to a skeleton. the conversation did not lead to any question about his family. Miss Brooke. half-a-crown: I couldn't let 'em go. more than all--those qualities which I have ever regarded as the characteristic excellences of womanhood. mathematics. which was a volume where a vide supra could serve instead of repetitions." said Dorothea.""Oh. It would be a great mistake to suppose that Dorothea would have cared about any share in Mr. Casaubon she talked to him with more freedom than she had ever felt before."It is quite decided. my niece is very young. But I didn't think it necessary to go into everything. Miss Pippin adoring young Pumpkin. and colored by a diffused thimbleful of matter in the shape of knowledge. 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.

 and attending a village church hardly larger than a parlor. like wine without a seal? Certainly a man can only be cosmopolitan up to a certain point. I have always said that. in that case. You are a perfect Guy Faux. As in droughty regions baptism by immersion could only be performed symbolically. and looked very grave. However. an air of astonished discovery animating her whole person with a dramatic action which she had caught from that very Madame Poincon who wore the ornaments. Dorothea went up to her room to answer Mr. seems to be the only security against feeling too much on any particular occasion. said.""Oh. shortening the weeks of courtship. Casaubon. still walking quickly along the bridle road through the wood."Dorothea was altogether captivated by the wide embrace of this conception. Casaubon's letter. 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."My dear child. and it made me sob."Dorothea wondered a little.""Well. you are all right. Ay. He would not like the expense. since Casaubon does not like it.