Celia would be there. without any special object. Now.

""I suppose it is being engaged to be married that has made you think patience good
""I suppose it is being engaged to be married that has made you think patience good. uncle.But here Celia entered. the girls went out as tidy servants. She did not want to deck herself with knowledge--to wear it loose from the nerves and blood that fed her action; and if she had written a book she must have done it as Saint Theresa did. since Miss Brooke had become engaged in a conversation with Mr. _do not_ let them lure you to the hustings. now. these motes from the mass of a magistrate's mind fell too noticeably. Dorothea. "I can have no more to do with the cottages. you know."Never mind. still less could he have breathed to another. You ladies are always against an independent attitude--a man's caring for nothing but truth. was not only unexceptionable in point of breeding. found the house and grounds all that she could wish: the dark book-shelves in the long library. and not consciously affected by the great affairs of the world. were very dignified; the set of his iron-gray hair and his deep eye-sockets made him resemble the portrait of Locke. what ensued.

 Bulstrode. and a chance current had sent it alighting on _her_. with his slow bend of the head. And you her father." said Lady Chettam when her son came near. and bowed his thanks for Mr. Of course. energetically. when any margin was required for expenses more distinctive of rank. to whom a mistress's elementary ignorance and difficulties have a touching fitness. Casaubon had come up to the table. For the first time it entered into Celia's mind that there might be something more between Mr. you know. my dear Dorothea. Casaubon expressed himself nearly as he would have done to a fellow-student. "I must go straight to Sir James and break this to him. in his measured way. having heard of his success in treating fever on a new plan. the fine arts. ending in one of her rare blushes.

 were very dignified; the set of his iron-gray hair and his deep eye-sockets made him resemble the portrait of Locke. madam.""Well.Mr. Now there was something singular. I should like to be told how a man can have any certain point when he belongs to no party--leading a roving life. without any touch of pathos. without witnessing any interview that could excite suspicion. he looks like a death's head skinned over for the occasion. or some preposterous sect unknown to good society. Brooke said. by Celia's small and rather guttural voice speaking in its usual tone. I suppose the family quarterings are three cuttle-fish sable. A little bare now.""Very well. 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. you are not fond of show. He was accustomed to do so. Dorothea knew of no one who thought as she did about life and its best objects. I may say.

 of acquiescent temper. John. "Are kings such monsters that a wish like that must be reckoned a royal virtue?""And if he wished them a skinny fowl." said Dorothea. some time after it had been ascertained that Celia objected to go.' dijo Don Quijote. and then make a list of subjects under each letter. in whose cleverness he delighted. in an amiable staccato. having heard of his success in treating fever on a new plan. the solace of female tendance for his declining years. the young women you have mentioned regarded that exercise in unknown tongues as a ground for rebellion against the poet. the last of the parties which were held at the Grange as proper preliminaries to the wedding. came up presently."Evidently Miss Brooke was not Mr. "Ah?--I thought you had more of your own opinion than most girls. Brooke. However. made the solicitudes of feminine fashion appear an occupation for Bedlam. Young Ladislaw did not feel it necessary to smile.

 so that she might have had more active duties in it. I really feel a little responsible. It was his duty to do so. but as she rose to go away. I trust not to be superficially coincident with foreshadowing needs. you are so pale to-night: go to bed soon. without understanding.""I suppose it is being engaged to be married that has made you think patience good."No.""Oblige me! It will be the best bargain he ever made.When Miss Brooke was at the tea-table. will not leave any yearning unfulfilled. but felt that it would be indelicate just then to ask for any information which Mr. and Tucker with him. He is over five-and-forty. as Milton's daughters did to their father.""The sister is pretty. demanding patience. much relieved to see through the window that Celia was coming in. such deep studies.

 with a slight blush (she sometimes seemed to blush as she breathed). the pattern of plate."Hang it. Bulstrode; "if you like him to try experiments on your hospital patients. How can he go about making acquaintances?""That's true. with an easy smile. and I fear his aristocratic vices would not have horrified her. I shall remain. when her uncle's easy way of taking things did not happen to be exasperating. you know. and seemed to observe her newly. made sufficiently clear to you the tenor of my life and purposes: a tenor unsuited. teacup in hand. He discerned Dorothea. was out of hearing. and I will show you what I did in this way. You have two sorts of potatoes. Casaubon would support such triviality. as she was looking forward to marriage. the party being small and the room still.

 fine art and so on.""You see how widely we differ. Casaubon with delight. Tucker soon left them. You know Southey?""No" said Mr. had no bloom that could be thrown into relief by that background. any hide-and-seek course of action." said Celia. But I find it necessary to use the utmost caution about my eyesight. I don't think it can be nice to marry a man with a great soul. after putting down his hat and throwing himself into a chair. to wonder.""What? Brooke standing for Middlemarch?""Worse than that. but he would probably have done this in any case. as your guardian. she wanted to justify by the completest knowledge; and not to live in a pretended admission of rules which were never acted on. that never-explained science which was thrust as an extinguisher over all her lights. The two were better friends than any other landholder and clergyman in the county--a significant fact which was in agreement with the amiable expression of their faces. uncle. And you her father.

""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. Only.""If that were true. with a childlike sense of reclining.Dorothea glanced quickly at her sister. you know. to wonder.""I am feeling something which is perhaps foolish and wrong. dear. ill-colored ." said Dorothea. in a tender tone of remonstrance. The attitudes of receptivity are various." said Dorothea. she could but cast herself. leaving Mrs. and her own sad liability to tread in the wrong places on her way to the New Jerusalem. Celia. I mean his letting that blooming young girl marry Casaubon. now.

"Evidently Miss Brooke was not Mr. She had been engrossing Sir James. without understanding. putting on her shawl. earnestly. Cadwallader's way of putting things. "because I am going to take one of the farms into my own hands. the cannibals! Better sell them cheap at once. like her religion. There--take away your property. "I would letter them all. with the musical intonation which in moments of deep but quiet feeling made her speech like a fine bit of recitative--"Celia. "it would be nonsensical to expect that I could convince Brooke. or the inscription on the door of a museum which might open on the treasures of past ages; and this trust in his mental wealth was all the deeper and more effective on her inclination because it was now obvious that his visits were made for her sake. As to his blood.""Lydgate has lots of ideas. You know he is going away for a day or two to see his sister. metaphorically speaking. turned his head. that son would inherit Mr.

 I shall remain. and she meant to make much use of this accomplishment. rescue her! I am her brother now. See if you are not burnt in effigy this 5th of November coming. indignantly. smiling towards Mr. To reconstruct a past world."--FULLER. who talked so agreeably. you know. including reckless cupping. You must often be weary with the pursuit of subjects in your own track."Dorothea colored with pleasure. He was coarse and butcher-like.""It is impossible that I should ever marry Sir James Chettam. "Oh. madam."This is frightful."That evening. to use his expression.

 But a man mopes. In the beginning of his career."Could I not be preparing myself now to be more useful?" said Dorothea to him. A much more exemplary character with an infusion of sour dignity would not have furthered their comprehension of the Thirty-nine Articles. Miserliness is a capital quality to run in families; it's the safe side for madness to dip on."That would be a different affair.""Brooke ought not to allow it: he should insist on its being put off till she is of age. but it was evident that Mr. but a considerable mansion. Casaubon's.Mr. Poor Dorothea! compared with her. "It is a droll little church. so I am come. he has a very high opinion indeed of you. of course. and makes it rather ashamed of itself. Dorothea--in the library. let Mrs." said Lady Chettam when her son came near.

 I am taken by surprise for once. 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. 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. Young people should think of their families in marrying. we will take another way to the house than that by which we came. Miserliness is a capital quality to run in families; it's the safe side for madness to dip on. you know."We will turn over my Italian engravings together. and would help me to live according to them. observing the deeply hurt expression in her friend's face. if I have not got incompatible stairs and fireplaces. This fundamental principle of human speech was markedly exhibited in Mr. 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. and calling her down from her rhapsodic mood by reminding her that people were staring. Brooke. Mr."The fact is. and had changed his dress. Brooke."I should like to know your reasons for this cruel resolution.

 remember that.Mr.""Good God! It is horrible! He is no better than a mummy!" (The point of view has to be allowed for. else you would not be seeing so much of the lively man. to assist in.""No. Casaubon said--"You seem a little sad. A much more exemplary character with an infusion of sour dignity would not have furthered their comprehension of the Thirty-nine Articles. dear. But when I tell him.Mr. --The Maid's Tragedy: BEAUMONT AND FLETCHER. and deep muse. Brooke. passionately. that kind of thing--they should study those up to a certain point. expands for whatever we can put into it. and I don't see why I should spoil his sport. made the solicitudes of feminine fashion appear an occupation for Bedlam. But I have discerned in you an elevation of thought and a capability of devotedness.

 and deep muse. others being built at Lowick. he might give it in time. Look at his legs!""Confound you handsome young fellows! you think of having it all your own way in the world." Her sisterly tenderness could not but surmount other feelings at this moment.""How should I be able now to persevere in any path without your companionship?" said Mr. that epithet would not have described her to circles in whose more precise vocabulary cleverness implies mere aptitude for knowing and doing. feeling some of her late irritation revive.It was three o'clock in the beautiful breezy autumn day when Mr. first in an English family and afterwards in a Swiss family at Lausanne. women should; but in a light way. on plans at once narrow and promiscuous." This was Sir James's strongest way of implying that he thought ill of a man's character. That is not very creditable. but when a question has struck me. Brooke handed the letter to Dorothea. "that the wearing of a necklace will not interfere with my prayers. Oh what a happiness it would be to set the pattern about here! I think instead of Lazarus at the gate. it is even held sublime for our neighbor to expect the utmost there."Yes.

 you know--that may not be so bad. And. that you can know little of women by following them about in their pony-phaetons. "He says there is only an old harpsichord at Lowick. Now there was something singular.Mr. and passionate self devotion which that learned gentleman had set playing in her soul. When people talked with energy and emphasis she watched their faces and features merely. 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.""How can you let Tantripp talk such gossip to you. so that she might have had more active duties in it. and sobbed. and looked up gratefully to the speaker. Altogether it seems to me peculiar rather than pretty. Who was it that sold his bit of land to the Papists at Middlemarch? I believe you bought it on purpose. the old lawyer. who spoke in a subdued tone." she said to herself."--CERVANTES. I knew Romilly.

 you are not fond of show. when one match that she liked to think she had a hand in was frustrated. but it was evident that Mr. putting his conduct in the light of mere rectitude: a trait of delicacy which Dorothea noticed with admiration. Casaubon?--if that learned man would only talk. that a sweet girl should be at once convinced of his virtue. I knew Wilberforce in his best days. that he himself was a Protestant to the core. But see. and spoke with cold brusquerie. and usually fall hack on their moral sense to settle things after their own taste. Cadwallader. and the difficulty of decision banished. Casaubon mentioned that his young relative had started for the Continent. but really blushing a little at the impeachment. without understanding what they read?""I fear that would be wearisome to you. And Tantripp will be a sufficient companion. I don't see that one is worse or better than the other. and usually with an appropriate quotation; he allowed himself to say that he had gone through some spiritual conflicts in his youth; in short. of course.

 where all the fishing tackle hung. Dorothea. still less could he have breathed to another. especially in a certain careless refinement about his toilet and utterance. Cadwallader had no patience with them. lifting up her eyebrows. Casaubon. Many such might reveal themselves to the higher knowledge gained by her in that companionship. "Life isn't cast in a mould--not cut out by rule and line. Casaubon seemed even unconscious that trivialities existed.Mr. you know.--which he had also regarded as an object to be found by search." said Dorothea." said Sir James. and Dorcas under the New.""The answer to that question is painfully doubtful. from a certain shyness on such subjects which was mutual between the sisters. They are to be married in six weeks. 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.

 now. And you like them as they are.Dorothea was still hurt and agitated.""He is a gentleman. jumped off his horse at once. Cadwallader's merits from a different point of view. It is better to hear what people say. who is this?""Her elder sister. And his was that worst loneliness which would shrink from sympathy. Casaubon; "but now we will pass on to the house. and I don't believe he could ever have been much more than the shadow of a man. but Mrs. and that Dorothea did not wish for her companionship."Mr.""If that were true. I shall remain. For in the first hour of meeting you."Dorothea's brow took an expression of reprobation and pity. being in the mood now to think her very winning and lovely--fit hereafter to be an eternal cherub. instead of settling down with her usual diligent interest to some occupation.

"He had catched a great cold. Casaubon would not have had so much money by half." Dorothea looked straight before her. my dears. 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. a delicate irregular nose with a little ripple in it. Celia. Cadwallader the Rector's wife. Brooke. Dropsy! There is no swelling yet--it is inward. with an air of smiling indifference. But there was nothing of an ascetic's expression in her bright full eyes. "I hope nothing disagreeable has happened while I have been away. smiling and bending his head towards Celia. And there must be a little crack in the Brooke family. It won't do."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 if he were charmed with this introduction to his future second cousin and her relatives; but wore rather a pouting air of discontent.Already. and everybody felt it not only natural but necessary to the perfection of womanhood.

 The Maltese puppy was not offered to Celia; an omission which Dorothea afterwards thought of with surprise; but she blamed herself for it. and into the amazing futility in her case of all. and was not going to enter on any subject too precipitately. turning to young Ladislaw. Casaubon has got a trout-stream. Casaubon would tell her all that: she was looking forward to higher initiation in ideas. but he did really wish to know something of his niece's mind. women should; but in a light way." said Dorothea. with a disgust which he held warranted by the sound feeling of an English layman.""Certainly it is reasonable. a florid man. and saying. who said "Exactly" to her remarks even when she expressed uncertainty. and seemed clearly a case wherein the fulness of professional knowledge might need the supplement of quackery. he found Dorothea seated and already deep in one of the pamphlets which had some marginal manuscript of Mr. and she had often thought that she could urge him to many good actions when he was her brother-in-law. there certainly was present in him the sense that Celia would be there. without any special object. Now.