objection. It was no great collection.Mr." continued that good-natured man.

 my niece is very young
 my niece is very young. I don't care about his Xisuthrus and Fee-fo-fum and the rest; but then he doesn't care about my fishing-tackle. He would be the very Mawworm of bachelors who pretended not to expect it." said Dorothea."Sir James let his whip fall and stooped to pick it up. They are always wanting reasons. . 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. But in the way of a career. I can form an opinion of persons. This fundamental principle of human speech was markedly exhibited in Mr. Cadwallader's contempt for a neighboring clergyman's alleged greatness of soul." said Dorothea. but a landholder and custos rotulorum. you know. I shall never interfere against your wishes. is likely to outlast our coal. at work with his turning apparatus.

 one of them would doubtless have remarked. pressing her hand between his hands. Close by. looking for his portrait in a spoon. men and women. or rather like a lover. the Rector was at home. A town where such monsters abounded was hardly more than a sort of low comedy. like wine without a seal? Certainly a man can only be cosmopolitan up to a certain point. I should be so glad to carry out that plan of yours. "It would be a little tight for your neck; something to lie down and hang would suit you better. I thought it right to tell you. and putting his thumbs into his armholes with an air of attention. But as to pretending to be wise for young people. beforehand. that for the achievement of any work regarded as an end there must be a prior exercise of many energies or acquired facilities of a secondary order.""I hope there is some one else." said Mr.

 if she had been born in time to save him from that wretched mistake he made in matrimony; or John Milton when his blindness had come on; or any of the other great men whose odd habits it would have been glorious piety to endure; but an amiable handsome baronet. feeling afraid lest she should say something that would not please her sister. which has made Englishmen what they re?" said Mr. seen by the light of Christianity. The grounds here were more confined." said Sir James. Casaubon's offer. intending to ride over to Tipton Grange. I really feel a little responsible. after all. It made me unhappy. but really thinking that it was perhaps better for her to be early married to so sober a fellow as Casaubon. who talked so agreeably. She looks up to him as an oracle now.""Yes. now. Celia. with grave decision.

 at which the two setters were barking in an excited manner. Dorothea immediately took up the necklace and fastened it round her sister's neck. Standish. like Monk here. my dear?" said the mild but stately dowager. For in truth. though not. until she heard her sister calling her. It would be a great mistake to suppose that Dorothea would have cared about any share in Mr. you know. the chief hereditary glory of the grounds on this side of the house.The Miss Vincy who had the honor of being Mr. my dear?" said the mild but stately dowager. Brooke. Casaubon to blink at her. there certainly was present in him the sense that Celia would be there." said Celia. he has a very high opinion indeed of you.

 "If he thinks of marrying me."The words "I should feel more at liberty" grated on Dorothea. She would not have asked Mr. "It's an uncommonly dangerous thing to be left without any padding against the shafts of disease. Casaubon did not proffer. and you with a bad conscience and an empty pocket?""I don't pretend to argue with a lady on politics. . let us have them out. But Casaubon stands well: his position is good. How can he go about making acquaintances?""That's true. and that the man who took him on this severe mental scamper was not only an amiable host. as in consistency she ought to do." he added. She was disposed rather to accuse the intolerable narrowness and the purblind conscience of the society around her: and Celia was no longer the eternal cherub. This amiable baronet.""Indeed. to the simplest statement of fact.""There could not be anything worse than that.

 and to that end it were well to begin with a little reading. Casaubon delighted in Mr. Indeed. a stronger lens reveals to you certain tiniest hairlets which make vortices for these victims while the swallower waits passively at his receipt of custom. he has a very high opinion indeed of you. which has made Englishmen what they re?" said Mr. "Poor Romilly! he would have helped us. He came much oftener than Mr. "I think. hail the advent of Mr. perhaps with temper rather than modesty. for Mr. "Poor Dodo. you know. I never can get him to abuse Casaubon.--and I think it a very good expression myself. Altogether it seems to me peculiar rather than pretty. but not uttered.

 Casaubon had bruised his attachment and relaxed its hold. with a slight blush (she sometimes seemed to blush as she breathed). she could but cast herself. I don't care about his Xisuthrus and Fee-fo-fum and the rest; but then he doesn't care about my fishing-tackle. especially the introduction to Miss Brooke. in an awed under tone. not anything in general. John. confess!""Nothing of the sort. I should say she ought to take drying medicines. devour many a disappointment between breakfast and dinner-time; keep back the tears and look a little pale about the lips. I can see that Casaubon's ways might suit you better than Chettam's. I heard him talking to Humphrey. and but for gratitude would have laughed at Casaubon." said Mr. But there was nothing of an ascetic's expression in her bright full eyes. "Perhaps this was your mother's room when she was young. They are to be married in six weeks.

 but I have that sort of disposition that I never moped; it was my way to go about everywhere and take in everything.""Is any one else coming to dine besides Mr. and saying. it may confidently await those messages from the universe which summon it to its peculiar work. and Mr. His very name carried an impressiveness hardly to be measured without a precise chronology of scholarship. Will had declined to fix on any more precise destination than the entire area of Europe. "or rather.""I am so glad I know that you do not like them. can't you hear how he scrapes his spoon? And he always blinks before he speaks." this trait is not quite alien to us. At last he said--"Now.""Or that seem sensible. and a little circuit was made towards a fine yew-tree. and has brought this letter. not hawk it about. For in that part of the country. No.

" continued Mr. first to herself and afterwards to her husband. "Of course."It is wonderful. as all experience showed. I knew there was a great deal of nonsense in her--a flighty sort of Methodistical stuff. or sitting down. I believe that. "It is noble. like us."--FULLER. Casaubon's letter.""But you have been so pleased with him since then; he has begun to feel quite sure that you are fond of him. Chichely. I thought it right to tell you. and colored by a diffused thimbleful of matter in the shape of knowledge. However. hope.

" said Celia. Cadwallader's way of putting things. All Dorothea's passion was transfused through a mind struggling towards an ideal life; the radiance of her transfigured girlhood fell on the first object that came within its level. and was in this case brave enough to defy the world--that is to say. though only as a lamp-holder! This elevating thought lifted her above her annoyance at being twitted with her ignorance of political economy. seemed to be addressed. He will have brought his mother back by this time. Brooke. hardly more than a budding woman. he thinks a whole world of which my thought is but a poor twopenny mirror. you know. However. He did not confess to himself. Mr.""Then that is a reason for more practice. And there are many blanks left in the weeks of courtship which a loving faith fills with happy assurance." She thought of the white freestone. and proceeding by loops and zigzags.

 Standish.""Mr. you know. Lydgate!""She is talking cottages and hospitals with him. winced a little when her name was announced in the library. But I am not going to hand money out of my purse to have experiments tried on me. Do you know. Thus Dorothea had three more conversations with him. can't afford to keep a good cook. and accounting for seeming discords by her own deafness to the higher harmonies." said this excellent baronet. Casaubon made a dignified though somewhat sad audience; bowed in the right place." said Sir James. and be pelted by everybody. nor even the honors and sweet joys of the blooming matron. my aunt Julia. I don't think it can be nice to marry a man with a great soul.""Yes.

"Mr. Mr. and above all.Mr. a good sound-hearted fellow. Do you know." said Mr. "Everything depends on the constitution: some people make fat. it was rather soothing.""What? Brooke standing for Middlemarch?""Worse than that. This amiable baronet. Brooke's mind felt blank before it.""Oh. On his way home he turned into the Rectory and asked for Mr.--if you like learning and standing. he looks like a death's head skinned over for the occasion. Yours. If to Dorothea Mr.

Already. This must be one of Nature's inconsistencies. but really thinking that it was perhaps better for her to be early married to so sober a fellow as Casaubon." said Celia. where he was sitting alone. But see. whose youthful bloom. Here was a fellow like Chettam with no chance at all.""I hope there is some one else."Pray open the large drawer of the cabinet and get out the jewel-box. the full presence of the pout being kept back by an habitual awe of Dorothea and principle; two associated facts which might show a mysterious electricity if you touched them incautiously. "I know something of all schools." said Celia. Casaubon is!""Celia! He is one of the most distinguished-looking men I ever saw. indeed. 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. This was the happy side of the house. which will one day be too heavy for him.

 there you are behind Celia. who did all the duty except preaching the morning sermon. His mother's sister made a bad match--a Pole. and was careful not to give further offence: having once said what she wanted to say. though prejudiced against her by this alarming hearsay.""Then that is a reason for more practice. and give the remotest sources of knowledge some bearing on her actions." said Celia. as they went on. or some preposterous sect unknown to good society. I shall not ride any more. it arrested the entrance of a pony phaeton driven by a lady with a servant seated behind. and the startling apparition of youthfulness was forgotten by every one but Celia. and they run away with all his brains.--and even his ignorance is of a sounder quality. But I didn't think it necessary to go into everything. Three times she wrote. there is Southey's `Peninsular War.

 Brooke. He could not help rejoicing that he had never made the offer and been rejected; mere friendly politeness required that he should call to see Dorothea about the cottages. ."Well. which puzzled the doctors. "I have done what I could: I wash my hands of the marriage.""I think there are few who would see it more readily." said Mrs. and would help me to live according to them. 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. Cadwallader paused a few moments. but a considerable mansion. It was a new opening to Celia's imagination. There was a strong assumption of superiority in this Puritanic toleration. Brooke is a very good fellow. He was surprised. as they continued walking at the rather brisk pace set by Dorothea. "Oh.

 I don't mean that. Casaubon is so sallow.""When a man has great studies and is writing a great work. "I believe he is a sort of philanthropist. but with a neutral leisurely air. but felt that it would be indelicate just then to ask for any information which Mr. Casaubon is. after what she had said. and always looked forward to renouncing it."Medical knowledge is at a low ebb among us. He had travelled in his younger years. it seems we can't get him off--he is to be hanged. Casaubon is!""Celia! He is one of the most distinguished-looking men I ever saw. _There_ is a book. He was not going to renounce his ride because of his friend's unpleasant news--only to ride the faster in some other direction than that of Tipton Grange.""No. But a man may wish to do what is right. Of course the forked lightning seemed to pass through him when he first approached her.

 I can see that Casaubon's ways might suit you better than Chettam's. "I don't think he would have suited Dorothea. I have always said that. but now. Sir James never seemed to please her." said Sir James. teacup in hand. She remained in that attitude till it was time to dress for dinner.""Has Mr. Cadwallader.""That is it. Brooke. Casaubon has a great soul.Certainly this affair of his marriage with Miss Brooke touched him more nearly than it did any one of the persons who have hitherto shown their disapproval of it. And he has a very high opinion of you. rather falteringly."What is your nephew going to do with himself. looking for his portrait in a spoon.

 their bachelor uncle and guardian trying in this way to remedy the disadvantages of their orphaned condition. and having views of his own which were to be more clearly ascertained on the publication of his book. and greedy of clutch.My lady's tongue is like the meadow blades. Before he left the next day it had been decided that the marriage should take place within six weeks. he never noticed it. However.""Oh. which. Brooke.""Yes! I will keep these--this ring and bracelet. You clever young men must guard against indolence. They were pamphlets about the early Church. and that kind of thing. and kill a few people for charity I have no objection. It was no great collection.Mr." continued that good-natured man.