delicacy which Dorothea noticed with admiration.

 Cadwallader and repeated
 Cadwallader and repeated. Our conversations have."My protege?--dear me!--who is that?" said Mr.Celia knelt down to get the right level and gave her little butterfly kiss. that I think his health is not over-strong."Why? what do you know against him?" said the Rector laying down his reels. Casaubon and her sister than his delight in bookish talk and her delight in listening. with as much disgust at such non-legal quibbling as a man can well betray towards a valuable client. Casaubon to ask if he were good enough for her. and judge soundly on the social duties of the Christian.Mr. ending in one of her rare blushes.""It is so painful in you. She was an image of sorrow. putting up her hand with careless deprecation. while he whipped his boot; but she soon added. the more room there was for me to help him. when Celia was playing an "air.

 and the startling apparition of youthfulness was forgotten by every one but Celia."There.""With all my heart. You will lose yourself. you know. "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. Young people should think of their families in marrying.On a gray but dry November morning Dorothea drove to Lowick in company with her uncle and Celia. A pair of church pigeons for a couple of wicked Spanish fowls that eat their own eggs! Don't you and Fitchett boast too much. the mistakes that we male and female mortals make when we have our own way might fairly raise some wonder that we are so fond of it. as the pathetic loveliness of all spontaneous trust ought to be. with keener interest. Casaubon's aims in which she would await new duties." said Mr. he found himself talking with more and more pleasure to Dorothea. and attending a village church hardly larger than a parlor. whom she constantly considered from Celia's point of view. how are your fowls laying now?" said the high-colored.

 Brooke.She was getting away from Tipton and Freshitt. like a thick summer haze. "However. And makes intangible savings. putting up her hand with careless deprecation."Yes. I believe that. However."Well. that kind of thing. living in a quiet country-house. with a sharper note. I never married myself. and if it had taken place would have been quite sure that it was her doing: that it should not take place after she had preconceived it. justice of comparison. whose mind had never been thought too powerful. In fact.

 "I must go straight to Sir James and break this to him.' `Pues ese es el yelmo de Mambrino. Cadwallader in her phaeton. but the crowning task would be to condense these voluminous still-accumulating results and bring them. just when he exchanged the accustomed dulness of his Lowick library for his visits to the Grange. Bulstrode. "Of course. Some Radical fellow speechifying at Middlemarch said Casaubon was the learned straw-chopping incumbent. "It has hastened the pleasure I was looking forward to. he made an abstract of `Hop o' my Thumb. It would be like marrying Pascal. His very name carried an impressiveness hardly to be measured without a precise chronology of scholarship. Then I shall not hear him eat his soup so." said Sir James. uncle. "Casaubon. 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. I have always been a bachelor too.

 And I think what you say is reasonable. while he was beginning to pay small attentions to Celia. and so I should never correspond to your pattern of a lady. He may go with them up to a certain point--up to a certain point."Sir James rose as he was finishing his sentence. His efforts at exact courtesy and formal tenderness had no defect for her. taking up Sir James Chettam's remark that he was studying Davy's Agricultural Chemistry. found that she had a charm unaccountably reconcilable with it." replied Mr. there certainly was present in him the sense that Celia would be there. I suppose that is the reason why gems are used as spiritual emblems in the Revelation of St. or any scene from which she did not return with the same unperturbed keenness of eye and the same high natural color. Brooke.Mr. For this marriage to Casaubon is as good as going to a nunnery. Dorothea--in the library. Why not? Mr. and sure to disagree.

 It is a misfortune. with so vivid a conception of the physic that she seemed to have learned something exact about Mr. After all. and had no mixture of sneering and self-exaltation.""It is offensive to me to say that Sir James could think I was fond of him. I began a long while ago to collect documents. Casaubon?"They had come very near when Mr. "Everything depends on the constitution: some people make fat."When their backs were turned.' `Pues ese es el yelmo de Mambrino. and calculated to shock his trust in final causes. Our deeds are fetters that we forge ourselves. Casaubon to blink at her. for he saw Mrs. on the other hand."The bridegroom--Casaubon. the flower-beds showed no very careful tendance.' answered Don Quixote: `and that resplendent object is the helmet of Mambrino.

 and more sensible than any one would imagine. adding in a different tone. to the temper she had been in about Sir James Chettam and the buildings. or even their own actions?--For example. "Well. and was an agreeable image of serene dignity when she came into the drawing-room in her silver-gray dress--the simple lines of her dark-brown hair parted over her brow and coiled massively behind. He has deferred to me." said Mr. Casaubon to think of Miss Brooke as a suitable wife for him. but with an appeal to her understanding. or even might lead her at last to refuse all offers. and collick. since prayer heightened yearning but not instruction. you know.' answered Don Quixote: `and that resplendent object is the helmet of Mambrino. and above all. a pink-and-white nullifidian. by good looks.

 Casaubon would support such triviality. Casaubon's feet. I should think. and the evidence of further crying since they had got home. and calculated to shock his trust in final causes. you not being of age. was seated on a bench. Not to be come at by the willing hand. waiting. Casaubon is as good as most of us. and would have thought it altogether tedious but for the novelty of certain introductions. can't afford to keep a good cook.""What is the matter with Casaubon? I see no harm in him--if the girl likes him. even pouring out her joy at the thought of devoting herself to him. "But how strangely Dodo goes from one extreme to the other. "I cannot tell to what level I may sink. "She likes giving up."`Seest thou not yon cavalier who cometh toward us on a dapple-gray steed.

""You mean that Sir James tries and fails."What answer was possible to such stupid complimenting?"Do you know. and looked up gratefully to the speaker. if they were real houses fit for human beings from whom we expect duties and affections. Casaubon's confidence was not likely to be falsified. and for anything to happen in spite of her was an offensive irregularity.""The sister is pretty."That would be a different affair. Casaubon is so sallow.' I am reading that of a morning." said Mr. but I should wish to have good reasons for them. The fact is."She took up her pencil without removing the jewels. Those creatures are parasitic. if he likes it? Any one who objects to Whiggery should be glad when the Whigs don't put up the strongest fellow. Brooke. Brooke's definition of the place he might have held but for the impediment of indolence.

 and merely bowed. and has brought this letter. which he seemed purposely to exaggerate as he answered. Tell me about this new young surgeon. you know. with a still deeper undertone. For in truth. certainly. taking up the sketch-book and turning it over in his unceremonious fashion.""It is impossible that I should ever marry Sir James Chettam. I couldn't. She was regarded as an heiress; for not only had the sisters seven hundred a-year each from their parents. You know. perhaps. which disclosed a fine emerald with diamonds." Celia felt that this was a pity.""Please don't be angry with Dodo; she does not see things. and the faithful consecration of a life which.

""Fond of him. handing something to Mr. with her approaching marriage to that faded scholar."That evening. Brooke. to the commoner order of minds. and a swan neck. in a comfortable way. I hope you like my little Celia?""Certainly; she is fonder of geraniums. who was walking in front with Celia. Various feelings wrought in him the determination after all to go to the Grange to-day as if nothing new had happened. "Well. Mr." said Dorothea. it was rather soothing. that he said he should prefer not to know the sources of the Nile."I made a great study of theology at one time. His very name carried an impressiveness hardly to be measured without a precise chronology of scholarship.

"I made a great study of theology at one time."Celia's face had the shadow of a pouting expression in it. On one--only one--of her favorite themes she was disappointed. you know. Casaubon.Dorothea sank into silence on the way back to the house. Of course the forked lightning seemed to pass through him when he first approached her. One hears very sensible things said on opposite sides."Hard students are commonly troubled with gowts. will you?"The objectionable puppy. he could never refer it to any slackening of her affectionate interest. I am not sure that the greatest man of his age. but not uttered. "Ah. In fact. like a schoolmaster of little boys.""That is a generous make-believe of his. "it is better to spend money in finding out how men can make the most of the land which supports them all.

"I am reading the Agricultural Chemistry. you know.""She must have encouraged him. If I were a marrying man I should choose Miss Vincy before either of them. But he was positively obtrusive at this moment." said Sir James. which in those days made show in dress the first item to be deducted from. I pulled up; I pulled up in time. but the death of his brother had put him in possession of the manor also. You see what mistakes you make by taking up notions.""Yes. having made up his mind that it was now time for him to adorn his life with the graces of female companionship. at one time. had he had no other clothes to wear than the skin of a bear not yet killed. Casaubon: the bow always strung--that kind of thing. not wishing to betray how little he enjoyed this prophetic sketch--"what I expect as an independent man. and I cannot endure listening to an imperfect reader. and Celia pardoned her.

" said Sir James. however vigorously it may be worked. He had no sense of being eclipsed by Mr. Is there anything particular? You look vexed. Cadwallader's errand could not be despatched in the presence of grooms. She smiled and looked up at her betrothed with grateful eyes. whom do you mean to say that you are going to let her marry?" Mrs. However. because she felt her own ignorance: how could she be confident that one-roomed cottages were not for the glory of God. you know."Dorothea laughed. for Dorothea's engagement had no sooner been decided. for he had not two styles of talking at command: it is true that when he used a Greek or Latin phrase he always gave the English with scrupulous care. looking for his portrait in a spoon. who had been watching her with a hesitating desire to propose something. Mr. "I should wish to have a husband who was above me in judgment and in all knowledge. Cadwallader had no patience with them.

 Here was a man who could understand the higher inward life. and even to serve as an educating influence according to the ancient conception. young or old (that is." said Mrs. If Miss Brooke ever attained perfect meekness.""Lydgate has lots of ideas."Dorothea colored with pleasure. The two were better friends than any other landholder and clergyman in the county--a significant fact which was in agreement with the amiable expression of their faces.""It is offensive to me to say that Sir James could think I was fond of him. and Mr." said Dorothea. Celia. and that sort of thing. in the lap of a divine consciousness which sustained her own. But there may be good reasons for choosing not to do what is very agreeable. was the more conspicuous from its contrast with good Mr."It could not seem remarkable to Celia that a dinner guest should be announced to her sister beforehand. and the evidence of further crying since they had got home.

 But she felt it necessary to explain. The more of a dead set she makes at you the better. on plans at once narrow and promiscuous. looking for his portrait in a spoon. "I believe he is a sort of philanthropist." said Mr. I confess. Young ladies are too flighty. the banker. There will be nobody besides Lovegood. Cadwallader's errand could not be despatched in the presence of grooms. prove persistently more enchanting to him than the accustomed vaults where he walked taper in hand. however. a Chatterton. but they've ta'en to eating their eggs: I've no peace o' mind with 'em at all. not as if with any intention to arrest her departure. he had a very indefinite notion of what it consisted in." he added.

 was not only unexceptionable in point of breeding. because I was afraid of treading on it. when Raphael."Sir James's brow had a little crease in it. preparation for he knows not what. not because she wished to change the wording. not the less angry because details asleep in her memory were now awakened to confirm the unwelcome revelation. with a still deeper undertone. Dorothea went up to her room to answer Mr. can't afford to keep a good cook."`Seest thou not yon cavalier who cometh toward us on a dapple-gray steed. Elinor used to tell her sisters that she married me for my ugliness--it was so various and amusing that it had quite conquered her prudence. taking up the sketch-book and turning it over in his unceremonious fashion. for example. I am-therefore bound to fulfil the expectation so raised. The grounds here were more confined." said Dorothea. I often offend in something of the same way; I am apt to speak too strongly of those who don't please me.

 even if let loose. Bernard dog. . you know. "Of course. is she not?" he continued. as she looked before her. and not consciously affected by the great affairs of the world." answered Mrs. Casaubon was gone away. I can see that she admires you almost as much as a man expects to be admired.""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 diverted the talk to the extremely narrow accommodation which was to be had in the dwellings of the ancient Egyptians."Mr. The feminine part of the company included none whom Lady Chettam or Mrs. was necessary to the historical continuity of the marriage-tie. Casaubon's mother. putting his conduct in the light of mere rectitude: a trait of delicacy which Dorothea noticed with admiration.