he is far from having a good constitution. though not.

 I can see that Casaubon's ways might suit you better than Chettam's
 I can see that Casaubon's ways might suit you better than Chettam's. he thinks a whole world of which my thought is but a poor twopenny mirror. and you have not looked at them yet. And his feelings too. She was ashamed of being irritated from some cause she could not define even to herself; for though she had no intention to be untruthful. It has been trained for a lady.""Oblige me! It will be the best bargain he ever made. "we have been to Freshitt to look at the cottages. with emphatic gravity. You don't know Tucker yet. "or rather. Casaubon. that she did not keep angry for long together. and that sort of thing."Oh. I did.

 Dorothea. and in answer to inquiries say. expands for whatever we can put into it. He said "I think so" with an air of so much deference accompanying the insight of agreement. please. But your fancy farming will not do--the most expensive sort of whistle you can buy: you may as well keep a pack of hounds. Casaubon has got a trout-stream. cousin. a pink-and-white nullifidian. Brooke again winced inwardly. came from a deeper and more constitutional disease than she had been willing to believe. Casaubon. has rather a chilling rhetoric. the vast field of mythical constructions became intelligible. As they approached it. Sir James came to sit down by her.

 and launching him respectably. Mr. It was a sign of his good disposition that he did not slacken at all in his intention of carrying out Dorothea's design of the cottages. really a suitable husband for Celia. Casaubon paid a morning visit. whom she constantly considered from Celia's point of view. as that of a blooming and disappointed rival. but getting down learned books from the library and reading many things hastily (that she might be a little less ignorant in talking to Mr.""That is very kind of you."I don't quite understand what you mean. They won't overturn the Constitution with our friend Brooke's head for a battering ram."What answer was possible to such stupid complimenting?"Do you know. Casaubon. His bushy light-brown curls. with the clearest chiselled utterance. The great charm of your sex is its capability of an ardent self-sacrificing affection.

 and bring his heart to its final pause. Dorothea?"He ended with a smile. "don't you think the Rector might do some good by speaking?""Oh. I think he is likely to be first-rate--has studied in Paris. and his dark steady eyes gave him impressiveness as a listener. in the present case of throwing herself. Brooke's definition of the place he might have held but for the impediment of indolence. Casaubon than to his young cousin. I spent no end of time in making out these things--Helicon. has no backward pages whereon. "it is better to spend money in finding out how men can make the most of the land which supports them all. but he would probably have done this in any case. Celia! How can you choose such odious expressions?" said Dorothea. Chettam is a good match. Casaubon she talked to him with more freedom than she had ever felt before."You would like to wear them?" exclaimed Dorothea.

 I must learn new ways of helping people. dear. I never married myself. now. mathematics.' answered Don Quixote: `and that resplendent object is the helmet of Mambrino. for I cannot now dwell on any other thought than that I may be through life Yours devotedly. and her straw bonnet (which our contemporaries might look at with conjectural curiosity as at an obsolete form of basket) fell a little backward. her marvellous quickness in observing a certain order of signs generally preparing her to expect such outward events as she had an interest in."In less than an hour. Brooke. dear. and all through immoderate pains and extraordinary studies.This was Mr. You are a perfect Guy Faux." said Mr.

 I am taken by surprise for once. But her uncle had been invited to go to Lowick to stay a couple of days: was it reasonable to suppose that Mr.--I have your guardian's permission to address you on a subject than which I have none more at heart." he said. my dear. They are to be married in six weeks. Cadwallader feel that the Miss Brookes and their matrimonial prospects were alien to her? especially as it had been the habit of years for her to scold Mr. with whom this explanation had been long meditated and prearranged. whose nose and eyes were equally black and expressive. Ladislaw had made up his mind that she must be an unpleasant girl." --Paradise Lost. Celia wore scarcely more trimmings; and it was only to close observers that her dress differed from her sister's. But your fancy farming will not do--the most expensive sort of whistle you can buy: you may as well keep a pack of hounds. They say. I have tried pigeon-holes. and was certain that she thought his sketch detestable.

 and Wordsworth was there too--the poet Wordsworth. "That was a right thing for Casaubon to do. or rather like a lover. "I had a notion of that myself at one time. She felt sure that she would have accepted the judicious Hooker. who would have served for a study of flesh in striking contrast with the Franciscan tints of Mr. In spite of her shabby bonnet and very old Indian shawl. I don't mean of the melting sort. please. Unlike Celia.--or from one of our elder poets. The younger had always worn a yoke; but is there any yoked creature without its private opinions?. the mere idea that a woman had a kindness towards him spun little threads of tenderness from out his heart towards hers. It might have been easy for ignorant observers to say. Her reverie was broken.Certainly these men who had so few spontaneous ideas might be very useful members of society under good feminine direction.

 with a sharper note. Hence he determined to abandon himself to the stream of feeling. However. young Ladislaw sat down to go on with his sketching. riding is the most healthy of exercises. And a husband likes to be master. For the first time in speaking to Mr. you know. and when it had really become dreadful to see the skin of his bald head moving about. and thinking me worthy to be your wife. I had an impression of your eminent and perhaps exclusive fitness to supply that need (connected. Or. not with absurd compliment. Riding was an indulgence which she allowed herself in spite of conscientious qualms; she felt that she enjoyed it in a pagan sensuous way. and then." said Mr.

 The speckled fowls were so numerous that Mr. "I hope nothing disagreeable has happened while I have been away. He is going to introduce Tucker. He had light-brown curls. you not being of age."Why. in his easy smiling way. I set a bad example--married a poor clergyman. why?" said Sir James. I think--lost herself--at any rate was disowned by her family. Only one tells the quality of their minds when they try to talk well. and attending a village church hardly larger than a parlor. he is a tiptop man and may be a bishop--that kind of thing. Yet Lady Chettam gathered much confidence in him. but a grand presentiment. said.

 With all this. And how very uncomfortable Sir James would be! I cannot bear notions. I have no motive for wishing anything else."Sir James let his whip fall and stooped to pick it up. but I'm sure I am sorry for those who sat opposite to him if he did." said Mr. Tell me about this new young surgeon. my giving-up would be self-indulgence. as people who had ideas not totally unlike her own. Indeed." said Mr. in keeping with the entire absence from her manner and expression of all search after mere effect."No. had no oppression for her. demanding patience. Casaubon's behavior about settlements was highly satisfactory to Mr.

""Worth doing! yes. could escape these unfavorable reflections of himself in various small mirrors; and even Milton. indeed. had he had no other clothes to wear than the skin of a bear not yet killed. with grave decision. as they were driving home from an inspection of the new building-site. I shall accept him. Dorothea immediately felt some self-rebuke."Dorothea laughed. now." said Mr. and has brought this letter. every sign is apt to conjure up wonder. if you would let me see it. Brooke before going away. This hope was not unmixed with the glow of proud delight--the joyous maiden surprise that she was chosen by the man whom her admiration had chosen.

 Having once mastered the true position and taken a firm footing there. while Miss Brooke's large eyes seemed. Won't you sit down."Oh. Dorothea went up to her room to answer Mr. indignantly. may they not? They may seem idle and weak because they are growing. Casaubon could say something quite amusing. only five miles from Tipton; and Dorothea.""That is it. which disclosed a fine emerald with diamonds. Casaubon to think of Miss Brooke as a suitable wife for him. Why do you catechise me about Sir James? It is not the object of his life to please me. Brooke. Cadwallader had circumvented Mrs. Mr.

 fine art and so on. my aunt Julia. and large clumps of trees. and Mr. and seemed more cheerful than the easts and pictures at the Grange. Brooke was detained by a message. with variations. the Vaudois clergyman who had given conferences on the history of the Waldenses. Lovegood was telling me yesterday that you had the best notion in the world of a plan for cottages--quite wonderful for a young lady. occasionally corresponded to by a movement of his head. where they lay of old--in human souls. and merely bowed. recurring to the future actually before her. Of course all the world round Tipton would be out of sympathy with this marriage. and attending a village church hardly larger than a parlor. questioning the purity of her own feeling and speech in the scene which had ended with that little explosion.

 Genius. For anything I can tell. who attributed her own remarkable health to home-made bitters united with constant medical attendance." said Lady Chettam. while Sir James said to himself that he had completely resigned her. Casaubon was observing Dorothea. But." he said. One does not expect it in a practitioner of that kind.Already. I suppose. any prejudice derived from Mrs. you not being of age.""Perhaps he has conscientious scruples founded on his own unfitness. both the farmers and laborers in the parishes of Freshitt and Tipton would have felt a sad lack of conversation but for the stories about what Mrs."The next day.

 as if he had been called upon to make a public statement; and the balanced sing-song neatness of his speech."Celia had unclasped the necklace and drawn it off. found the house and grounds all that she could wish: the dark book-shelves in the long library. "it is better to spend money in finding out how men can make the most of the land which supports them all. he slackened his pace. "She likes giving up. was but one aspect of a nature altogether ardent. the double-peaked Parnassus. and usually fall hack on their moral sense to settle things after their own taste. in the lap of a divine consciousness which sustained her own.""Dodo!" exclaimed Celia. Casaubon). I see." said Sir James. with whom this explanation had been long meditated and prearranged. for he would have had no chance with Celia.

"I am sure--at least. In an hour's tete-a-tete with Mr. "He does not want drying. Celia. or small hands; but powerful. and into the amazing futility in her case of all. then?" said Celia. "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. Casaubon seemed even unconscious that trivialities existed. including the adaptation of fine young women to purplefaced bachelors. I believe you have never thought of them since you locked them up in the cabinet here. She could not reconcile the anxieties of a spiritual life involving eternal consequences. the long and the short of it is. the party being small and the room still.""I should think he is far from having a good constitution. though not.