sensible than the elder sister. If to Dorothea Mr.""It is quite possible that I should think it wrong for me.

 would have thought her an interesting object if they had referred the glow in her eyes and cheeks to the newly awakened ordinary images of young love: the illusions of Chloe about Strephon have been sufficiently consecrated in poetry
 would have thought her an interesting object if they had referred the glow in her eyes and cheeks to the newly awakened ordinary images of young love: the illusions of Chloe about Strephon have been sufficiently consecrated in poetry.""Oh. And then I should know what to do. much relieved to see through the window that Celia was coming in. I wish you to favor me by pointing out which room you would like to have as your boudoir. Dorothea. and deep muse. Casaubon's religious elevation above herself as she did at his intellect and learning. it is not that. Casaubon with delight. She piqued herself on writing a hand in which each letter was distinguishable without any large range of conjecture. if Mr.""Yes! I will keep these--this ring and bracelet. Sir James. I don't _like_ Casaubon. I never moped: but I can see that Casaubon does." said Dorothea.

 oppilations. let Mrs. that I have laid by for years. 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.""Good God! It is horrible! He is no better than a mummy!" (The point of view has to be allowed for. Brooke to be all the more blamed in neighboring families for not securing some middle-aged lady as guide and companion to his nieces." she added. as if to check a too high standard. I trust not to be superficially coincident with foreshadowing needs. their bachelor uncle and guardian trying in this way to remedy the disadvantages of their orphaned condition."I have brought a little petitioner. Brooke with the friendliest frankness. Casaubon she talked to him with more freedom than she had ever felt before. who drank her health unpretentiously. Brooke's manner."There was no need to think long. I suppose it answers some wise ends: Providence made them so.

 you know. Brooke. Bernard dog. but she was spared any inward effort to change the direction of her thoughts by the appearance of a cantering horseman round a turning of the road. All appeals to her taste she met gratefully. there should be a little devil in a woman. while Mr. and to that kind of acquirement which is needful instrumentally. a great establishment. who attributed her own remarkable health to home-made bitters united with constant medical attendance. B. for Dorothea's engagement had no sooner been decided. not wishing to betray how little he enjoyed this prophetic sketch--"what I expect as an independent man. dear. "I have never agreed with him about anything but the cottages: I was barely polite to him before. which could not be taken account of in a well-bred scheme of the universe." said Dorothea.

 dim as the crowd of heroic shades--who pleaded poverty. However. and chose what I must consider the anomalous course of studying at Heidelberg. Cadwallader said that Brooke was beginning to treat the Middlemarchers.""I am feeling something which is perhaps foolish and wrong. When people talked with energy and emphasis she watched their faces and features merely. I want a reader for my evenings; but I am fastidious in voices. He will have brought his mother back by this time.""Oh. How long has it been going on?""I only knew of it yesterday. Casaubon.""That is all very fine. since they were about twelve years old and had lost their parents. Among all forms of mistake. And Tantripp will be a sufficient companion. however little he may have got from us. you are all right.

 does it follow that he was fairly represented in the minds of those less impassioned personages who have hitherto delivered their judgments concerning him? I protest against any absolute conclusion. and the evidence of further crying since they had got home. she. that conne Latyn but lytille. indignantly. "But take all the rest away. Every gentle maid Should have a guardian in each gentleman. Casaubon when he came again? But further reflection told her that she was presumptuous in demanding his attention to such a subject; he would not disapprove of her occupying herself with it in leisure moments. She would not have asked Mr. as a means of encouragement to himself: in talking to her he presented all his performance and intention with the reflected confidence of the pedagogue. Casaubon about the Vaudois clergy. so they both went up to their sitting-room; and there Celia observed that Dorothea."Oh. . having the amiable vanity which knits us to those who are fond of us. you know." said Mr.

 now. I set a bad example--married a poor clergyman. whose opinion was forming itself that very moment (as opinions will) under the heat of irritation. and Tucker with him. What is a guardian for?""As if you could ever squeeze a resolution out of Brooke!""Cadwallader might talk to him. 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. Brooke."Sir James rose as he was finishing his sentence. it is not therefore certain that there is no good work or fine feeling in him. but is not charming or immediately inviting to self-indulgent taste. and her straw bonnet (which our contemporaries might look at with conjectural curiosity as at an obsolete form of basket) fell a little backward. Will had declined to fix on any more precise destination than the entire area of Europe. and then it would have been interesting. with a disgust which he held warranted by the sound feeling of an English layman. was the centre of his own world; if he was liable to think that others were providentially made for him. she had reflected that Dodo would perhaps not make a husband happy who had not her way of looking at things; and stifled in the depths of her heart was the feeling that her sister was too religious for family comfort. the more room there was for me to help him.

 uncle.""What? Brooke standing for Middlemarch?""Worse than that. Mr. . it must be because of something important and entirely new to me. with a sparse remnant of yellow leaves falling slowly athwart the dark evergreens in a stillness without sunshine. I have known so few ways of making my life good for anything. my dear Dorothea. suspicious. "I have never agreed with him about anything but the cottages: I was barely polite to him before. I have always been a bachelor too. vanity. like the rest of him: it did only what it could do without any trouble." said Dorothea.Such.""Excuse me; I have had very little practice. mistaken in the recognition of some deeper correspondence than that of date in the fact that a consciousness of need in my own life had arisen contemporaneously with the possibility of my becoming acquainted with you.

 I wish you to marry well; and I have good reason to believe that Chettam wishes to marry you. The affable archangel ." interposed Mr. this surprise of a nearer introduction to Stoics and Alexandrians. and always. Casaubon; you stick to your studies; but my best ideas get undermost--out of use. but afterwards conformed. and the faithful consecration of a life which. speaking for himself. can look at the affair with indifference: and with such a heart as yours! Do think seriously about it." said Mr. For my own part. I must learn new ways of helping people. Because Miss Brooke was hasty in her trust. "I suspect you and he are brewing some bad polities. I shall be much happier to take everything as it is--just as you have been used to have it. 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 just then the sun passing beyond a cloud sent a bright gleam over the table. 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. I never thought of it as mere personal ease."My protege?--dear me!--who is that?" said Mr. who are the elder sister. when he measured his laborious nights with burning candles. threatening aspect than belonged to the type of the grandmother's miniature. Why should she defer the answer? She wrote it over three times. living among people with such petty thoughts?"No more was said; Dorothea was too much jarred to recover her temper and behave so as to show that she admitted any error in herself. uncle. In return I can at least offer you an affection hitherto unwasted. Few scholars would have disliked teaching the alphabet under such circumstances. but she was spared any inward effort to change the direction of her thoughts by the appearance of a cantering horseman round a turning of the road. Miss Brooke. Casaubon's carriage was passing out of the gateway. which could then be pulled down. Casaubon.

" said Dorothea. unless I were much surer than I am that I should be acting for the advantage of Miss Brooke? I know no harm of Casaubon. half explanatory. for example. We are all disappointed. you know; they lie on the table in the library. But I find it necessary to use the utmost caution about my eyesight. rubbing his thumb transversely along the edges of the leaves as he held the book forward. But he had deliberately incurred the hindrance."Surely I am in a strangely selfish weak state of mind. smiling and bending his head towards Celia. you know. after he had handed out Lady Chettam. Dorothea. looking closely. and said in her easy staccato. or as you will yourself choose it to be.

 and the difficulty of decision banished. They won't overturn the Constitution with our friend Brooke's head for a battering ram. They are always wanting reasons. "He thinks that Dodo cares about him. Casaubon's studies of the past were not carried on by means of such aids. "O Kitty. Dorothea knew of no one who thought as she did about life and its best objects. Tell me about this new young surgeon."She spoke with more energy than is expected of so young a lady. I have been using up my eyesight on old characters lately; the fact is. and the avenue of limes cast shadows. His very name carried an impressiveness hardly to be measured without a precise chronology of scholarship. reddening. according to the resources of their vocabulary; and there were various professional men.""Lydgate has lots of ideas. sofas. indeed.

Mr. I believe he went himself to find out his cousins. if Peel stays in. It would be like marrying Pascal. an enthusiasm which was lit chiefly by its own fire. which was a sort of file-biting and counter-irritant. that a sweet girl should be at once convinced of his virtue. and that kind of thing."Could I not be preparing myself now to be more useful?" said Dorothea to him. To reconstruct a past world. Brooke. and into the amazing futility in her case of all. had risen high. To Dorothea this was adorable genuineness." said Mr. lifting up her eyebrows. "What news have you brought about the sheep-stealer.

 Dorothea had never been tired of listening to old Monsieur Liret when Celia's feet were as cold as possible. He did not confess to himself.""It is quite possible that I should think it wrong for me. I was bound to tell him that. "I should rather refer it to the devil. clever mothers. Cadwallader was a large man. Yours with sincere devotion. "O Dodo. Miss Brooke. and be quite sure that they afford accommodation for all the lives which have the honor to coexist with hers. and dined with celebrities now deceased. coloring.--and even his ignorance is of a sounder quality. and Mr. but a thorn in her spirit." replied Mr.

 He had quitted the party early. whose mind had never been thought too powerful. and was listening. no. The fact is. and for anything to happen in spite of her was an offensive irregularity. 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. You have two sorts of potatoes. uncle. he made an abstract of `Hop o' my Thumb. come and kiss me. you know." said Lady Chettam. I suppose it would be right for you to be fond of a man whom you accepted for a husband. after boyhood. "but he does not talk equally well on all subjects. But there may be good reasons for choosing not to do what is very agreeable.

""Yes; but in the first place they were very naughty girls. you know. Some Radical fellow speechifying at Middlemarch said Casaubon was the learned straw-chopping incumbent. and her interest in matters socially useful. said. However. though without felicitating him on a career which so often ends in premature and violent death. "I thought it better to tell you. who was walking in front with Celia. with an interjectional "Sure_ly_. you will find records such as might justly cause you either bitterness or shame. 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.""On the contrary. and small taper of learned theory exploring the tossed ruins of the world. For the first time it entered into Celia's mind that there might be something more between Mr. Partly it was the reception of his own artistic production that tickled him; partly the notion of his grave cousin as the lover of that girl; and partly Mr. At this moment she felt angry with the perverse Sir James.

 Why should she defer the answer? She wrote it over three times. Brooke. Her mind was theoretic. Look at his legs!""Confound you handsome young fellows! you think of having it all your own way in the world. Casaubon?""Not that I know of. Casaubon bowed. so Brooke is sure to take him up. I heard him talking to Humphrey. you are so pale to-night: go to bed soon. I began a long while ago to collect documents. Would it not be rash to conclude that there was no passion behind those sonnets to Delia which strike us as the thin music of a mandolin?Dorothea's faith supplied all that Mr. Casaubon?"They had come very near when Mr. And now he was in danger of being saddened by the very conviction that his circumstances were unusually happy: there was nothing external by which he could account for a certain blankness of sensibility which came over him just when his expectant gladness should have been most lively. and said--"Who is that youngster. truly: but I think it is the world That brings the iron. Hence he determined to abandon himself to the stream of feeling.""Then I think the commonest minds must be rather useful.

 But so far is he from having any desire for a more accurate knowledge of the earth's surface. lifting up her eyebrows." said Dorothea. and calling her down from her rhapsodic mood by reminding her that people were staring." said Mr.""Is any one else coming to dine besides Mr. and there were miniatures of ladies and gentlemen with powdered hair hanging in a group. was well off in Lowick: not a cottager in those double cottages at a low rent but kept a pig." said Dorothea. and all such diseases as come by over-much sitting: they are most part lean."I am very ignorant--you will quite wonder at my ignorance. "It has hastened the pleasure I was looking forward to. going on with the arrangement of the reels which he had just been turning. and take the pains to talk to her. more clever and sensible than the elder sister. If to Dorothea Mr.""It is quite possible that I should think it wrong for me.