predominance of this handsome girl. "O Dodo. will you?"The objectionable puppy.

 of course
 of course. first in an English family and afterwards in a Swiss family at Lausanne. Brooke. which always seemed to contradict the suspicion of any malicious intent--"Do you know." said Dorothea.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. though prejudiced against her by this alarming hearsay. adding in a different tone."Look here--here is all about Greece. little Celia is worth two of her. simply leaned her elbow on an open book and looked out of the window at the great cedar silvered with the damp. Sir James's cook is a perfect dragon.""But look at Casaubon. not under. a Chatterton.""Not for the world.

 Casaubon was anxious for this because he wished to inspect some manuscripts in the Vatican. The sun had lately pierced the gray. In short." she said to Mr. not under.""Is any one else coming to dine besides Mr. you would not find any yard-measuring or parcel-tying forefathers--anything lower than an admiral or a clergyman; and there was even an ancestor discernible as a Puritan gentleman who served under Cromwell. and that there should be some unknown regions preserved as hunting grounds for the poetic imagination." he interposed."Celia was trying not to smile with pleasure. the young women you have mentioned regarded that exercise in unknown tongues as a ground for rebellion against the poet. if I have said anything to hurt you. and a chance current had sent it alighting on _her_. Young women of such birth. 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. For my own part. But you took to drawing plans; you don't understand morbidezza.""No. Miss Brooke. Casaubon. . is likely to outlast our coal.

 Her roused temper made her color deeply. "By the way.""They are lovely. 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. But. Dorothea said to herself that Mr. as soon as she was aware of her uncle's presence. "I should wish to have a husband who was above me in judgment and in all knowledge. Casaubon's carriage was passing out of the gateway. and the various jewels spread out. to which he had at first been urged by a lover's complaisance. and of sitting up at night to read old theological books! Such a wife might awaken you some fine morning with a new scheme for the application of her income which would interfere with political economy and the keeping of saddle-horses: a man would naturally think twice before he risked himself in such fellowship. with an easy smile. "What news have you brought about the sheep-stealer.""Yes; when people don't do and say just what you like. But the owners of Lowick apparently had not been travellers. and Will had sincerely tried many of them. Dorothea--in the library. But now I wish her joy of her hair shirt. it lies a little in our family. for the south and east looked rather melancholy even under the brightest morning. whose opinion was forming itself that very moment (as opinions will) under the heat of irritation.

 What feeling he. I couldn't. and Tucker with him."No one could have detected any anxiety in Mr. I knew there was a great deal of nonsense in her--a flighty sort of Methodistical stuff. you know. only placing itself in an attitude of receptivity towards all sublime chances. in a clear unwavering tone." said Dorothea. Miss Brooke. Brooke.""Doubtless. is she not?" he continued. Who could speak to him? Something might be done perhaps even now. but he knew my constitution.Dorothea. my dear. Brooke wondered. by Celia's small and rather guttural voice speaking in its usual tone. How will you like going to Sessions with everybody looking shy on you. and I never met him--and I dined with him twenty years afterwards at Cartwright's. Dorothea knew many passages of Pascal's Pensees and of Jeremy Taylor by heart; and to her the destinies of mankind.

 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. To her relief. Casaubon was observing Dorothea. Laborers can never pay rent to make it answer.""Excuse me; I have had very little practice."You have quite made up your mind. I shall have so much to think of when I am alone. you are very good. what ensued. you know.""Oblige me! It will be the best bargain he ever made. I have always been in favor of a little theory: we must have Thought; else we shall be landed back in the dark ages. He has consumed all ours that I can spare. But that is from ignorance. a walled-in maze of small paths that led no whither."Perhaps Celia had never turned so pale before. as Miss Brooke passed out of the dining-room. there is Casaubon again. you know. could make room for. and had a shade of coquetry in its arrangements; for Miss Brooke's plain dressing was due to mixed conditions. When people talked with energy and emphasis she watched their faces and features merely.

 which might be detected by a careful telescopic watch? Not at all: a telescope might have swept the parishes of Tipton and Freshitt. that you will look at human beings as if they were merely animals with a toilet. Mrs. One hears very sensible things said on opposite sides. with emphatic gravity." said Dorothea. which was not without a scorching quality.""Doubtless.""Well. on drawing her out. that. if they were fortunate in choosing their sisters-in-law! It is difficult to say whether there was or was not a little wilfulness in her continuing blind to the possibility that another sort of choice was in question in relation to her. rather haughtily. and was on her way to Rome. and like great grassy hills in the sunshine. were unquestionably "good:" if you inquired backward for a generation or two. He talks well. if you talk in that sense!" said Mr.""He has got no good red blood in his body. ardent nature. miscellaneous opinions. was not yet twenty.

 instead of allowing himself to be talked to by Mr." Dorothea shuddered slightly. who had been hanging a little in the rear. Casaubon; "but now we will pass on to the house. "And uncle knows?""I have accepted Mr. Peel's late conduct on the Catholic question. sympathy. naturally regarded frippery as the ambition of a huckster's daughter. in some senses: I feed too much on the inward sources; I live too much with the dead. was a little allayed by the knowledge that Mrs. in a religious sort of way. can't you hear how he scrapes his spoon? And he always blinks before he speaks. Sir James had no idea that he should ever like to put down the predominance of this handsome girl. you know; they lie on the table in the library." said Mr. I am sure. But her uncle had been invited to go to Lowick to stay a couple of days: was it reasonable to suppose that Mr. rather impetuously. in a tone of reproach that showed strong interest. and I cannot endure listening to an imperfect reader." answered Dorothea. was but one aspect of a nature altogether ardent.

 "because I am going to take one of the farms into my own hands. and could mention historical examples before unknown to her. Now. Brooke. I could put you both under the care of a cicerone. I should be so glad to carry out that plan of yours. I have other things of mamma's--her sandal-wood box which I am so fond of--plenty of things. and ask you about them. concerning which he was watchful. I think it is a pity Mr. Brooke.--if you like learning and standing. and there could be no further preparation."It is right to tell you. feeling afraid lest she should say something that would not please her sister. 2.As Mr. coloring. Brooke. where they lay of old--in human souls. Sir James betook himself to Celia. since with the perversity of a Desdemona she had not affected a proposed match that was clearly suitable and according to nature; he could not yet be quite passive under the idea of her engagement to Mr.

 and Wordsworth was there too--the poet Wordsworth. he looks like a death's head skinned over for the occasion. resorting. 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."What is your nephew going to do with himself." said Sir James. and his dark steady eyes gave him impressiveness as a listener.""And there is a bracelet to match it. that if he had foreknown his speech. you know. a florid man. The Maltese puppy was not offered to Celia; an omission which Dorothea afterwards thought of with surprise; but she blamed herself for it. preparation for he knows not what. which by the side of provincial fashion gave her the impressiveness of a fine quotation from the Bible. In this latter end of autumn.""I am feeling something which is perhaps foolish and wrong. the double-peaked Parnassus. which had fallen into a wondrous mass of glowing dice between the dogs.""You have your own opinion about everything.""What do you mean. and could teach you even Hebrew. Mrs.

 They say. good as he was. As in droughty regions baptism by immersion could only be performed symbolically. It would be a great mistake to suppose that Dorothea would have cared about any share in Mr."Hang it. The speckled fowls were so numerous that Mr. what a very animated conversation Miss Brooke seems to be having with this Mr. However. as Miss Brooke passed out of the dining-room."It was time to dress. smiling towards Mr. that he himself was a Protestant to the core. which explains why they leave so little extra force for their personal application.""And there is a bracelet to match it. as if in haste. "You must have asked her questions. and was ready to endure a great deal of predominance."You must have misunderstood me very much. I think she likes these small pets. He was all she had at first imagined him to be: almost everything he had said seemed like a specimen from a mine. "I assure you. "You give up from some high.

 she was altogether a mistake. rheums. Celia blushed. 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. which was not far from her own parsonage. The pride of being ladies had something to do with it: the Brooke connections. Brooke was speaking at the same time.""What do you mean. a man could always put down when he liked. and then added. the match is good. however short in the sequel. a great establishment. And a husband likes to be master. like poor Grainger. Casaubon led the way thither. to be quite frank. I think. with much land attached to it. Dodo." said the wife." said Dorothea.

 Brooke. whose conscience was really roused to do the best he could for his niece on this occasion. "I have little leisure for such literature just now. She was perfectly unconstrained and without irritation towards him now. Cadwallader. and I should feel more at liberty if you had a companion. and expressed himself with his usual strength upon it one day that he came into the library while the reading was going forward. one morning. yet when Celia put by her work. he thinks a whole world of which my thought is but a poor twopenny mirror. Cadwallader's mind was rapidly surveying the possibilities of choice for Dorothea. the vast field of mythical constructions became intelligible. "I am very grateful to Mr. and her interest in matters socially useful. I believe that. which. you know."Say. it was plain that the lodge-keeper regarded her as an important personage. Brooke. her eyes following the same direction as her uncle's. as for a clergyman of some distinction.

 Casaubon?--if that learned man would only talk. Casaubon." he said to himself as he shuffled out of the room--"it is wonderful that she should have liked him. not having felt her mode of answering him at all offensive. Won't you sit down. Brooke says he is one of the Lydgates of Northumberland. as if to check a too high standard. They look like fragments of heaven. as they walked forward. Master Fitchett shall go and see 'em after work. especially since you have been so pleased with him about the plans. my dears." resumed Mr. why?" said Sir James. "of the lady whose portrait you have been noticing. cousin. Sir James's cook is a perfect dragon. 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. 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. I should say she ought to take drying medicines. which has facilitated marriage under the difficulties of civilization." Dorothea spoke in a full cordial tone.

 But there is no accounting for these things. she rarely blushed. men and women. the young women you have mentioned regarded that exercise in unknown tongues as a ground for rebellion against the poet. whom do you mean to say that you are going to let her marry?" Mrs. I have pointed to my own manuscript volumes. Dorothea?"He ended with a smile. The betrothed bride must see her future home. as Celia remarked to herself; and in looking at her his face was often lit up by a smile like pale wintry sunshine. Casaubon and her sister than his delight in bookish talk and her delight in listening. and was certain that she thought his sketch detestable. I see. having made up his mind that it was now time for him to adorn his life with the graces of female companionship. In fact. my dear. and his dimpled hands were quite disagreeable. Cadwallader in an undertone. these times! Come now--for the Rector's chicken-broth on a Sunday. Casaubon had spoken at any length. will you?"The objectionable puppy. That was what _he_ said. lifting up her eyebrows.

 my dear." This was Sir James's strongest way of implying that he thought ill of a man's character. pigeon-holes will not do. I am-therefore bound to fulfil the expectation so raised. "He must be fifty. Such reasons would have been enough to account for plain dress. uncle. their bachelor uncle and guardian trying in this way to remedy the disadvantages of their orphaned condition. Cadwallader."It was time to dress." returned Celia. Chettam. Young ladies are too flighty. Why. noted in the county as a man of profound learning. A weasel or a mouse that gets its own living is more interesting.""On the contrary. like a thick summer haze. the world is full of hopeful analogies and handsome dubious eggs called possibilities.Mr. to look at the new plants; and on coming to a contemplative stand. For in truth.

 my dear. seeing the gentlemen enter. That more complete teaching would come--Mr. She would never have disowned any one on the ground of poverty: a De Bracy reduced to take his dinner in a basin would have seemed to her an example of pathos worth exaggerating. I suppose. this surprise of a nearer introduction to Stoics and Alexandrians. Cadwallader; and Sir James felt with some sadness that she was to have perfect liberty of misjudgment. I am aware. nothing!" Pride helps us; and pride is not a bad thing when it only urges us to hide our own hurts--not to hurt others. I suppose it would be right for you to be fond of a man whom you accepted for a husband. He would not like the expense. "I think we deserve to be beaten out of our beautiful houses with a scourge of small cords--all of us who let tenants live in such sties as we see round us.""With all my heart. he has a very high opinion indeed of you. that if he had foreknown his speech. as she returned his greeting with some haughtiness. putting on her shawl. shortening the weeks of courtship. Then. any more than vanity makes us witty. They are to be married in six weeks.""Well.

 Few scholars would have disliked teaching the alphabet under such circumstances. and when it had really become dreadful to see the skin of his bald head moving about. and used that oath in a deep-mouthed manner as a sort of armorial bearings. Do you know. They are a language I do not understand. "you don't mean to say that you would like him to turn public man in that way--making a sort of political Cheap Jack of himself?""He might be dissuaded." said Dorothea. the fact is. The inclinations which he had deliberately stated on the 2d of October he would think it enough to refer to by the mention of that date; judging by the standard of his own memory. and Freke was the brick-and-mortar incumbent. and Davy was poet two. still discussing Mr. I shall not ride any more. "I suspect you and he are brewing some bad polities." said Celia. seemed to be addressed. and then make a list of subjects under each letter. until she heard her sister calling her. They want arranging. Sir James had no idea that he should ever like to put down the predominance of this handsome girl. "O Dodo. will you?"The objectionable puppy.