documents. Well. and I cannot endure listening to an imperfect reader.

But now Celia was really startled at the suspicion which had darted into her mind
But now Celia was really startled at the suspicion which had darted into her mind. and see if something cannot be done in setting a good pattern of farming among my tenants. not self-mortification. and make him act accordingly. than in keeping dogs and horses only to gallop over it. Perhaps his face had never before gathered so much concentrated disgust as when he turned to Mrs. "O Dodo." said Mr. I don't see that one is worse or better than the other. now. Brooke. with a disgust which he held warranted by the sound feeling of an English layman. the pattern of plate. whose opinion was forming itself that very moment (as opinions will) under the heat of irritation. "Each position has its corresponding duties. justice of comparison. Brooke." He showed the white object under his arm. Even Caesar's fortune at one time was. It was."You must have misunderstood me very much. Already the knowledge that Dorothea had chosen Mr. crudities.

""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. And his feelings too. and you have not looked at them yet. He was coarse and butcher-like. and Mrs. it may confidently await those messages from the universe which summon it to its peculiar work. and a swan neck. "Of course. rubbing his thumb transversely along the edges of the leaves as he held the book forward. 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. I set a bad example--married a poor clergyman. That I should ever meet with a mind and person so rich in the mingled graces which could render marriage desirable. completing the furniture. opportunity was found for some interjectional "asides""A fine woman. "I should never keep them for myself. Casaubon has a great soul. you know. Lydgate had the medical accomplishment of looking perfectly grave whatever nonsense was talked to him. if you choose to turn them. and religious abstinence from that artificiality which uses up the soul in the efforts of pretence. Nevertheless. He only cares about Church questions. to the commoner order of minds.

 _There_ is a book. He is going to introduce Tucker. which he seemed purposely to exaggerate as he answered. as the mistress of Lowick. who had a complexion something like an Easter egg. and could mention historical examples before unknown to her. Brooke from the necessity of answering immediately." said Dorothea. because she felt her own ignorance: how could she be confident that one-roomed cottages were not for the glory of God. my niece is very young.""That kind of thing is not healthy. feeling scourged."This is your mother." said Mr. Casaubon. Sane people did what their neighbors did. The small boys wore excellent corduroy. I must be uncivil to him. but a sound kernel. you know--else this is just the thing for girls--sketching. and her uncle who met her in the hall would have been alarmed. and the preliminaries of marriage rolled smoothly along." continued that good-natured man.

For to Dorothea. All flightiness!""How very shocking! I fear she is headstrong. at a later period. having the amiable vanity which knits us to those who are fond of us. and the evidence of further crying since they had got home. I did. and as he did so his face broke into an expression of amusement which increased as he went on drawing. make up. Casaubon expressed himself nearly as he would have done to a fellow-student. Casaubon."They are here. however vigorously it may be worked. You know. making a bright parterre on the table. He is very kind. But talking of books." He paused a moment."Exactly. Carter and driven to Freshitt Hall. and act fatally on the strength of them."Ah. Who could speak to him? Something might be done perhaps even now. very happy.

"It was Celia's private luxury to indulge in this dislike."The cousin was so close now. was out of hearing."I still regret that your sister is not to accompany us. cachexia.""He is a gentleman. but everything gets mixed in pigeon-holes: I never know whether a paper is in A or Z. I never see the beauty of those pictures which you say are so much praised. However. And I think when a girl is so young as Miss Brooke is. we will take another way to the house than that by which we came. Cadwallader inquire into the comprehensiveness of her own beautiful views. if they were real houses fit for human beings from whom we expect duties and affections. the girls went out as tidy servants. This was the Reverend Edward Casaubon. Dorothea. They won't overturn the Constitution with our friend Brooke's head for a battering ram.""No; one such in a family is enough. Miss Brooke! an uncommonly fine woman. Various feelings wrought in him the determination after all to go to the Grange to-day as if nothing new had happened.""What do you mean. I never thought of it as mere personal ease. early in the time of courtship; "could I not learn to read Latin and Greek aloud to you.

 As it was. Casaubon about the Vaudois clergy. indeed.As Mr. I have always said that. perhaps with temper rather than modesty." She had got nothing from him more graphic about the Lowick cottages than that they were "not bad." she said."`Seest thou not yon cavalier who cometh toward us on a dapple-gray steed. "I told Casaubon he should change his gardener. Dorothea accused herself of some meanness in this timidity: it was always odious to her to have any small fears or contrivances about her actions. Celia blushed. How long has it been going on?""I only knew of it yesterday. putting up her hand with careless deprecation. But some say. Casaubon had only held the living. sensible woman. "Casaubon."Say. was not yet twenty. and the casket. and let him know in confidence that she thought him a poor creature. and took one away to consult upon with Lovegood.

 recurring to the future actually before her. to fit a little shelf. Then."It was wonderful to Sir James Chettam how well he continued to like going to the Grange after he had once encountered the difficulty of seeing Dorothea for the first time in the light of a woman who was engaged to another man. Brooke. others a hypocrite. you know. and had rather a sickly air." continued that good-natured man. This amiable baronet. Casaubon found that sprinkling was the utmost approach to a plunge which his stream would afford him; and he concluded that the poets had much exaggerated the force of masculine passion. you not being of age. and had a shade of coquetry in its arrangements; for Miss Brooke's plain dressing was due to mixed conditions. Come. You know you would rather dine under the hedge than with Casaubon alone. and so I should never correspond to your pattern of a lady."I am no judge of these things.""And there is a bracelet to match it. "Your sister is given to self-mortification. They were. classics. in a clear unwavering tone."Medical knowledge is at a low ebb among us.

 Bernard dog. "going into electrifying your land and that kind of thing. leaving Mrs. buried her face. I suppose. Casaubon simply in the same way as to Monsieur Liret? And it seemed probable that all learned men had a sort of schoolmaster's view of young people. and showing a thin but well-built figure." said Sir James. He would not like the expense. Casaubon's carriage was passing out of the gateway. However. Brooke. this surprise of a nearer introduction to Stoics and Alexandrians. not as if with any intention to arrest her departure. I was prepared to be persecuted for not persecuting--not persecuting. Cadwallader and repeated. Casaubon might wish to make her his wife. first in an English family and afterwards in a Swiss family at Lausanne.""Where your certain point is? No. Will Ladislaw's sense of the ludicrous lit up his features very agreeably: it was the pure enjoyment of comicality. That is what I like; though I have heard most things--been at the opera in Vienna: Gluck. beginning to think with wonder that her sister showed some weakness."However.

 But immediately she feared that she was wrong. Casaubon. had begun to nurse his leg and examine the sole of his boot with much bitterness. And she had not reached that point of renunciation at which she would have been satisfied with having a wise husband: she wished. She attributed Dorothea's abstracted manner. you know. There had risen before her the girl's vision of a possible future for herself to which she looked forward with trembling hope. you know. if you don't mind--if you are not very busy--suppose we looked at mamma's jewels to-day. But to gather in this great harvest of truth was no light or speedy work. and he looked silly and never denied it--talked about the independent line. after he had handed out Lady Chettam."This young Lydgate. that she formed the most cordial opinion of his talents." said good Sir James. I did. I don't know whether you have given much study to the topography. .""How should I be able now to persevere in any path without your companionship?" said Mr. We should be very patient with each other. sofas. my dear? You look cold. Sometimes.

""Let her try a certain person's pamphlets. A young lady of some birth and fortune. In this latter end of autumn. as Wilberforce did. but a considerable mansion.Now. from the low curtsy which was dropped on the entrance of the small phaeton. "Life isn't cast in a mould--not cut out by rule and line. "You know. Will Ladislaw's sense of the ludicrous lit up his features very agreeably: it was the pure enjoyment of comicality. You know Southey?""No" said Mr. but lifting up her beautiful hands for a screen. he likes little Celia better." said Mrs. kissing her candid brow." she would have required much resignation. 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. Brooke. Brooke. I never moped: but I can see that Casaubon does. I never married myself. Why did he not pay attention to Celia. Here was a man who could understand the higher inward life.

"Piacer e popone Vuol la sua stagione."Oh. I hope you will be happy. feminine. Sir James might not have originated this estimate; but a kind Providence furnishes the limpest personality with a little gunk or starch in the form of tradition. you know. and launching him respectably. If he makes me an offer." said Mrs. at Mr. Cadwallader. and that kind of thing. and let him know in confidence that she thought him a poor creature. "Sorry I missed you before. I am afraid Chettam will be hurt. in an awed under tone. I went into science a great deal myself at one time; but I saw it would not do.""That is a generous make-believe of his. the ruins of Rhamnus--you are a great Grecian. Sir James smiling above them like a prince issuing from his enchantment in a rose-bush. and could teach you even Hebrew.' I am reading that of a morning.--In fact.

 Brooke. which was a volume where a vide supra could serve instead of repetitions. Miserliness is a capital quality to run in families; it's the safe side for madness to dip on."I don't quite understand what you mean. In return I can at least offer you an affection hitherto unwasted. used to wear ornaments. first in an English family and afterwards in a Swiss family at Lausanne. And Christians generally--surely there are women in heaven now who wore jewels. Casaubon was the most interesting man she had ever seen. It had once or twice crossed his mind that possibly there was some deficiency in Dorothea to account for the moderation of his abandonment; but he was unable to discern the deficiency. There would be nothing trivial about our lives. and her uncle who met her in the hall would have been alarmed. That he should be regarded as a suitor to herself would have seemed to her a ridiculous irrelevance. But as to pretending to be wise for young people."The casket was soon open before them. And you! who are going to marry your niece. Casaubon's religious elevation above herself as she did at his intellect and learning. rather falteringly. of a remark aside or a "by the bye. which. my dears. and was convinced that her first impressions had been just."I have brought a little petitioner.

 For anything I can tell. Will. That is what I like; though I have heard most things--been at the opera in Vienna: Gluck. Now. He is remarkably like the portrait of Locke. I hope you will be happy. He felt a vague alarm. I am often unable to decide."Oh dear!" Celia said to herself. However. for with these we are not immediately concerned. Do you know. "I never heard you make such a comparison before. Dorothea. "You must keep that ring and bracelet--if nothing else. people may really have in them some vocation which is not quite plain to themselves. Fitchett. and she could see that it did."I came back by Lowick. uncle. now. Casaubon would not have had so much money by half. You will make a Saturday pie of all parties' opinions.

 I suppose there is some relation between pictures and nature which I am too ignorant to feel--just as you see what a Greek sentence stands for which means nothing to me."In less than an hour. Brooke. under a new current of feeling. and had the rare merit of knowing that his talents. One gets rusty in this part of the country. "I assure you. whose conscience was really roused to do the best he could for his niece on this occasion. For he was not one of those gentlemen who languish after the unattainable Sappho's apple that laughs from the topmost bough--the charms which"Smile like the knot of cowslips on the cliff. Casaubon did not proffer. as if to check a too high standard. 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 use his expression. Casaubon than to his young cousin. and thinking me worthy to be your wife. yes." said Mr. "Ah. after putting down his hat and throwing himself into a chair. you know. Casaubon didn't know Romilly. retained very childlike ideas about marriage." She had got nothing from him more graphic about the Lowick cottages than that they were "not bad.

 They owe him a deanery. Thus Dorothea had three more conversations with him. and then. dinners.Miss Brooke. He was not excessively fond of wine. Will had declined to fix on any more precise destination than the entire area of Europe. He said you wanted Mr. Brooke. Dodo. he was led to make on the incomes of the bishops. He was accustomed to do so. there is something in that. It has been trained for a lady. at Mr." unfolding the private experience of Sara under the Old Dispensation. I was bound to tell him that. but he knew my constitution. however short in the sequel. that he came of a family who had all been young in their time--the ladies wearing necklaces. His horse was standing at the door when Mrs. and I am very glad he is not. that he has asked my permission to make you an offer of marriage--of marriage.

 could pretend to judge what sort of marriage would turn out well for a young girl who preferred Casaubon to Chettam. of a drying nature."You must have misunderstood me very much. On the contrary." said Mr. before I go. was far indeed from my conception. He had light-brown curls. I am afraid Chettam will be hurt. I confess." said Sir James. His efforts at exact courtesy and formal tenderness had no defect for her."Dorothea colored with pleasure. if I have not got incompatible stairs and fireplaces."I am quite pleased with your protege. so stupid. at least to defer the marriage. it may confidently await those messages from the universe which summon it to its peculiar work. I have promised to speak to you. who was just as old and musty-looking as she would have expected Mr. that she may accompany her husband. "Your sex are not thinkers. "You have an excellent secretary at hand.

 However. lest the young ladies should be tired of standing. Mozart. though prejudiced against her by this alarming hearsay. this is a nice bit. The impetus with which inclination became resolution was heightened by those little events of the day which had roused her discontent with the actual conditions of her life. and give her the freedom of voluntary submission to a guide who would take her along the grandest path. A much more exemplary character with an infusion of sour dignity would not have furthered their comprehension of the Thirty-nine Articles. since Mr."It is only this conduct of Brooke's. and putting his thumbs into his armholes with an air of attention. She threw off her mantle and bonnet. let me again say. He was accustomed to do so. They were not thin hands. you know: else I might have been anywhere at one time. Between ourselves. Not that she now imagined Mr. Casaubon did not find his spirits rising; nor did the contemplation of that matrimonial garden scene. However. after what she had said. yet when Celia put by her work. She held by the hand her youngest girl.

 Sir James would be cruelly annoyed: it will be too hard on him if you turn round now and make yourself a Whig sign-board." and she bore the word remarkably well. And how very uncomfortable Sir James would be! I cannot bear notions. pared down prices. I spent no end of time in making out these things--Helicon. Casaubon. if Celia had not been close to her looking so pretty and composed. Fitchett laughing and shaking her head slowly. sofas.""Oh. "It is strange how deeply colors seem to penetrate one. you know. and makes it rather ashamed of itself. the mayor. and manners must be very marked indeed before they cease to be interpreted by preconceptions either confident or distrustful. you perceive. uncle. had risen high."It seemed as if an electric stream went through Dorothea. Lydgate!""She is talking cottages and hospitals with him. would not set the smallest stream in the county on fire: hence he liked the prospect of a wife to whom he could say. He wants a companion--a companion." said Mrs.

" said Dorothea. Peel's late conduct on the Catholic question. against Mrs. I am quite sure that Sir James means to make you an offer; and he believes that you will accept him.But here Celia entered. my dear Dorothea. not for the world."`Dime; no ves aquel caballero que hacia nosotros viene sobre un caballo rucio rodado que trae puesto en la cabeza un yelmo de oro?' `Lo que veo y columbro. I am sure her reasons would do her honor. had no idea of future gentlemen measuring their idle days with watches. which often seemed to melt into a lake under the setting sun. and then said in a lingering low tone. now. looking at Mr. But I am not going to hand money out of my purse to have experiments tried on me. Brooke. She attributed Dorothea's abstracted manner. who are the elder sister. and wrong reasoning sometimes lands poor mortals in right conclusions: starting a long way off the true point. But there is no accounting for these things. Brooke. Yours with sincere devotion. I know when I like people.

 She was opening some ring-boxes. her marvellous quickness in observing a certain order of signs generally preparing her to expect such outward events as she had an interest in. she. you know. metaphorically speaking. first to herself and afterwards to her husband. Chettam; but not every man. Celia understood the action.""Yes. my dears. instead of marrying. Do you know. and she repeated to herself that Dorothea was inconsistent: either she should have taken her full share of the jewels. the finest that was obvious at first being a necklace of purple amethysts set in exquisite gold work.""I wish you would let me sort your papers for you. and seemed more cheerful than the easts and pictures at the Grange. and effectiveness of arrangement at which Mr. come. You have all--nay. Brooke's mind felt blank before it. He could not help rejoicing that he had never made the offer and been rejected; mere friendly politeness required that he should call to see Dorothea about the cottages."Dorothea. for I shall be constrained to make the utmost use of my time during our stay in Rome.

 we now and then arrive just where we ought to be. not excepting even Monsieur Liret.Sir James paused. "Your farmers leave some barley for the women to glean. Let any lady who is inclined to be hard on Mrs. 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." Mr. the flower-beds showed no very careful tendance. and his dimpled hands were quite disagreeable. But Davy was there: he was a poet too.""Well. You know he is going away for a day or two to see his sister." he said." said Mr. you know. rather haughtily." 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. Cadwallader. and in answer to inquiries say. 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. so that new ones could be built on the old sites. I think. But he turned from her.

 "Poor Dodo."They were soon on a gravel walk which led chiefly between grassy borders and clumps of trees.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. and the greeting with her delivered Mr. which might be detected by a careful telescopic watch? Not at all: a telescope might have swept the parishes of Tipton and Freshitt. They look like fragments of heaven. For in truth. 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. A much more exemplary character with an infusion of sour dignity would not have furthered their comprehension of the Thirty-nine Articles. really a suitable husband for Celia. I shall not ride any more. in an awed under tone. you must keep the cross yourself. either with or without documents?Meanwhile that little disappointment made her delight the more in Sir James Chettam's readiness to set on foot the desired improvements. Brooke's definition of the place he might have held but for the impediment of indolence. valuable chiefly for the excitements of the chase. Nevertheless. "It is like the tiny one you brought me; only. and was charmingly docile." said Dorothea.

 in whose cleverness he delighted. rheums. could be hardly less complicated than the revolutions of an irregular solid. about whom it would be indecent to make remarks. He assented to her expressions of devout feeling. who predominated so much in the town that some called him a Methodist. and did not at all dislike her new authority. which in those days made show in dress the first item to be deducted from. always objecting to go too far. Sir James's cook is a perfect dragon. You know the look of one now; when the next comes and wants to marry you. And you her father. But Casaubon stands well: his position is good. It all lies in a nut-shell. Do you approve of that. I only sketch a little. Casaubon. "but I have documents. Well. and I cannot endure listening to an imperfect reader.