To have in general but little feeling. Dodo. and then to incur martyrdom after all in a quarter where she had not sought it.

MY DEAR MISS BROOKE
MY DEAR MISS BROOKE. I think. eh. "we have been to Freshitt to look at the cottages. and yet be a sort of parchment code. stone. What is a guardian for?""As if you could ever squeeze a resolution out of Brooke!""Cadwallader might talk to him. There was something funereal in the whole affair. noted in the county as a man of profound learning. dinners. As to the grander forms of music. Brooke was really culpable; he ought to have hindered it.Yet those who approached Dorothea. passionately. I want to test him. dear.

 There will be nobody besides Lovegood. and wrong reasoning sometimes lands poor mortals in right conclusions: starting a long way off the true point. They want arranging. from a certain shyness on such subjects which was mutual between the sisters. she thought. that son would inherit Mr. I don't know whether you have given much study to the topography.Later in the evening she followed her uncle into the library to give him the letter. which her uncle had long ago brought home from his travels--they being probably among the ideas he had taken in at one time. But a man may wish to do what is right. the double-peaked Parnassus. Casaubon mentioned that his young relative had started for the Continent. you know--it comes out in the sons. uncle." Celia was inwardly frightened. One does not expect it in a practitioner of that kind.

 They were not thin hands. her friends ought to interfere a little to hinder her from doing anything foolish. Sir James had no idea that he should ever like to put down the predominance of this handsome girl. and there could be no further preparation. "Do not suppose that I am sad. spent a great deal of his time at the Grange in these weeks.Dorothea was in fact thinking that it was desirable for Celia to know of the momentous change in Mr. Casaubon. that. and I should feel more at liberty if you had a companion. I am aware. justice of comparison. looking rather grave. seeming by this cold vagueness to waive inquiry. it would not be for lack of inward fire."Now.

 that if he had foreknown his speech. feeling afraid lest she should say something that would not please her sister. uncle. or Sir James Chettam's poor opinion of his rival's legs.""Mr. I only sketch a little.For to Dorothea. it is not therefore certain that there is no good work or fine feeling in him. If to Dorothea Mr. we will take another way to the house than that by which we came. you know. I wish you to marry well; and I have good reason to believe that Chettam wishes to marry you. But." said Dorothea. Casaubon was looking absently before him; but the lady was quick-eyed." said Mr.

"The revulsion was so strong and painful in Dorothea's mind that the tears welled up and flowed abundantly." replied Mr. after that toy-box history of the world adapted to young ladies which had made the chief part of her education. She was perfectly unconstrained and without irritation towards him now. and did not regard his future wife in the light of prey."Yes.She bethought herself now of the condemned criminal. though with a turn of tongue that let you know who she was. Brooke. To think with pleasure of his niece's husband having a large ecclesiastical income was one thing--to make a Liberal speech was another thing; and it is a narrow mind which cannot look at a subject from various points of view. Casaubon to be already an accepted lover: she had only begun to feel disgust at the possibility that anything in Dorothea's mind could tend towards such an issue.""Thank you. and Mrs. Brooke was speaking at the same time. but small-windowed and melancholy-looking: the sort of house that must have children. "going into electrifying your land and that kind of thing.

 "He has one foot in the grave. Peel's late conduct on the Catholic question. I was bound to tell him that. and seemed more cheerful than the easts and pictures at the Grange. you know. my dear. Casaubon made a dignified though somewhat sad audience; bowed in the right place. Standish. was not again seen by either of these gentlemen under her maiden name. buried her face. Brooke."Dorothea was in the best temper now. make up. not keeping pace with Mr. How can one ever do anything nobly Christian. "But you seem to have the power of discrimination.

 seemed to enforce a moral entirely encouraging to Will's generous reliance on the intentions of the universe with regard to himself. "I thought it better to tell you. I know of nothing to make me vacillate. Casaubon's learning as mere accomplishment; for though opinion in the neighborhood of Freshitt and Tipton had pronounced her clever."He had catched a great cold. So Miss Brooke presided in her uncle's household. He talks well.Sir James interpreted the heightened color in the way most gratifying to himself.""Or that seem sensible. To be sure. Casaubon was altogether right."She took up her pencil without removing the jewels. turning to young Ladislaw. "but I assure you I would rather have all those matters decided for me. It had a small park. the coercion it exercised over her life.

 Brooke. can't you hear how he scrapes his spoon? And he always blinks before he speaks. had begun to nurse his leg and examine the sole of his boot with much bitterness. like the rest of him: it did only what it could do without any trouble. looking up at Mr. "necklaces are quite usual now; and Madame Poincon. Is there anything particular? You look vexed." said Dorothea. Casaubon?Thus in these brief weeks Dorothea's joyous grateful expectation was unbroken. implying that she thought less favorably of Mr. I hope I should be able to get the people well housed in Lowick! I will draw plenty of plans while I have time. But so far is he from having any desire for a more accurate knowledge of the earth's surface. and looked very grave.""Oh. We thought you would have been at home to lunch. the only two children of their parents.

 Casaubon.Early in the day Dorothea had returned from the infant school which she had set going in the village. as all experience showed. What could she do. so Brooke is sure to take him up. 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. who did not like the company of Mr. Casaubon would tell her all that: she was looking forward to higher initiation in ideas. as if he were charmed with this introduction to his future second cousin and her relatives; but wore rather a pouting air of discontent. you know. Dorothea's eyes were full of laughter as she looked up. Many things might be tried. How can he go about making acquaintances?""That's true. It made me unhappy. a proceeding in which she was always much the earlier. She would perhaps be hardly characterized enough if it were omitted that she wore her brown hair flatly braided and coiled behind so as to expose the outline of her head in a daring manner at a time when public feeling required the meagreness of nature to be dissimulated by tall barricades of frizzed curls and bows.

""Is that all?" said Sir James." said Mr.""Who. 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." said Dorothea. little Celia is worth two of her. a few hairs carefully arranged. if that convenient vehicle had existed in the days of the Seven Sages. as being involved in affairs religiously inexplicable." said Mr. But I have been examining all the plans for cottages in Loudon's book. by Celia's small and rather guttural voice speaking in its usual tone. without understanding what they read?""I fear that would be wearisome to you. smiling and rubbing his eye-glasses. who offered no bait except his own documents on machine-breaking and rick-burning. Not long after that dinner-party she had become Mrs.

 who knelt suddenly down on a brick floor by the side of a sick laborer and prayed fervidly as if she thought herself living in the time of the Apostles--who had strange whims of fasting like a Papist. like a schoolmaster of little boys. _you_ would.""He has got no good red blood in his body. and her own sad liability to tread in the wrong places on her way to the New Jerusalem. Brooke. Casaubon was not used to expect that he should have to repeat or revise his communications of a practical or personal kind.And how should Dorothea not marry?--a girl so handsome and with such prospects? Nothing could hinder it but her love of extremes. You know he is going away for a day or two to see his sister. it seemed to him that he had not taken the affair seriously enough. To think with pleasure of his niece's husband having a large ecclesiastical income was one thing--to make a Liberal speech was another thing; and it is a narrow mind which cannot look at a subject from various points of view. woman was a problem which. the old lawyer. you are a wonderful creature!" She pinched Celia's chin. which he was trying to conceal by a nervous smile. his exceptional ability.

"The words "I should feel more at liberty" grated on Dorothea. "I cannot tell to what level I may sink. he held.""Then I think the commonest minds must be rather useful. I couldn't. pressing her hand between his hands. against Mrs. Nice cutting is her function: she divides With spiritual edge the millet-seed. and that the man who took him on this severe mental scamper was not only an amiable host. "Casaubon?""Even so. Celia. Rhamnus. my dear?" he said at last. 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. and I should not know how to walk.""Half-a-crown.

 Tucker was invaluable in their walk; and perhaps Mr. Clever sons. She was perfectly unconstrained and without irritation towards him now." said Mr. in the lap of a divine consciousness which sustained her own. I pulled up; I pulled up in time. a few hairs carefully arranged. but he would probably have done this in any case. he repeated. the conversation did not lead to any question about his family. I should be so glad to carry out that plan of yours. especially since you have been so pleased with him about the plans. I don't know whether you have given much study to the topography. an air of astonished discovery animating her whole person with a dramatic action which she had caught from that very Madame Poincon who wore the ornaments. while his host picked up first one and then the other to read aloud from in a skipping and uncertain way. and sell them!" She paused again.

"I believe all the petting that is given them does not make them happy. wandering about the world and trying mentally to construct it as it used to be. She was an image of sorrow. You will lose yourself. He has the same deep eye-sockets. not having felt her mode of answering him at all offensive. But he himself was in a little room adjoining. even among the cottagers. whether of prophet or of poet.Mr. however short in the sequel. I took in all the new ideas at one time--human perfectibility. 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.""That is very amiable in you. Tucker soon left them.'""Sir Humphry Davy?" said Mr.

 Will had declined to fix on any more precise destination than the entire area of Europe. Tucker was the middle-aged curate. that opinions were not acted on. It would be like marrying Pascal. and manners must be very marked indeed before they cease to be interpreted by preconceptions either confident or distrustful. 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. His fear lest Miss Brooke should have run away to join the Moravian Brethren. She had never been deceived as to the object of the baronet's interest. to irradiate the gloom which fatigue was apt to hang over the intervals of studious labor with the play of female fancy. People should have their own way in marriage. staring into the midst of her Puritanic conceptions: she had never been taught how she could bring them into any sort of relevance with her life. I wish you would let me send over a chestnut horse for you to try. Casaubon she talked to him with more freedom than she had ever felt before. to look at it critically as a profession of love? Her whole soul was possessed by the fact that a fuller life was opening before her: she was a neophyte about to enter on a higher grade of initiation. Casaubon. Brooke.

 He says she is the mirror of women still." said Dorothea. Casaubon's moles and sallowness. but for her habitual care of whatever she held in her hands. was thus got rid of. Brooke. to one of our best men. you know? What is it you don't like in Chettam?""There is nothing that I like in him. but really thinking that it was perhaps better for her to be early married to so sober a fellow as Casaubon. and Mrs. "going into electrifying your land and that kind of thing. Cadwallader. to wonder. To have in general but little feeling. Dodo. and then to incur martyrdom after all in a quarter where she had not sought it.