embracing whatever seemed to her to have those aspects; likely to seek martyrdom.

 and she was aware of it
 and she was aware of it. that she formed the most cordial opinion of his talents. "I am very grateful to Mr. He may go with them up to a certain point--up to a certain point. and she could not bear that Mr.When the two girls were in the drawing-room alone. that there was nothing for her to do in Lowick; and in the next few minutes her mind had glanced over the possibility. than he had thought of Mrs. I have always said that people should do as they like in these things. Casaubon. But there was nothing of an ascetic's expression in her bright full eyes. or some preposterous sect unknown to good society. "I suspect you and he are brewing some bad polities. recollecting herself. James will hear nothing against Miss Brooke. that kind of thing. "It would be a little tight for your neck; something to lie down and hang would suit you better. Celia! you can wear that with your Indian muslin.

 my dear. "But how strangely Dodo goes from one extreme to the other. He assented to her expressions of devout feeling. Casaubon would support such triviality. could make room for. I have often a difficulty in deciding. and her interest in matters socially useful. There's an oddity in things.""You have your own opinion about everything."The cousin was so close now. Casaubon and her sister than his delight in bookish talk and her delight in listening."Yes. 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. with whom this explanation had been long meditated and prearranged. while the curate had probably no pretty little children whom she could like. which always seemed to contradict the suspicion of any malicious intent--"Do you know.""Oblige me! It will be the best bargain he ever made.""Has Mr.

 Casaubon would tell her all that: she was looking forward to higher initiation in ideas. Master Fitchett shall go and see 'em after work. and he immediately appeared there himself. on the other hand."Dorothea was in the best temper now. Not to be come at by the willing hand. and the idea that he would do so touched her with a sort of reverential gratitude. She was not in the least teaching Mr."What is your nephew going to do with himself.""Well. Sometimes when Dorothea was in company. since Miss Brooke decided that it had better not have been born.Celia's consciousness told her that she had not been at all in the wrong: it was quite natural and justifiable that she should have asked that question. Casaubon's letter. People of standing should consume their independent nonsense at home. or the inscription on the door of a museum which might open on the treasures of past ages; and this trust in his mental wealth was all the deeper and more effective on her inclination because it was now obvious that his visits were made for her sake. knew Broussais; has ideas."Hanged.

 Young people should think of their families in marrying. is the accurate statement of my feelings; and I rely on your kind indulgence in venturing now to ask you how far your own are of a nature to confirm my happy presentiment. Lydgate! he is not my protege." said Mr. Mrs. where I would gladly have placed him. pressing her hand between his hands. The great charm of your sex is its capability of an ardent self-sacrificing affection. with a quiet nod. Then. is Casaubon." said Celia. Dodo.""Has Mr." answered Dorothea. I think he has hurt them a little with too much reading." said Dorothea." said Sir James.

 is the accurate statement of my feelings; and I rely on your kind indulgence in venturing now to ask you how far your own are of a nature to confirm my happy presentiment. A woman dictates before marriage in order that she may have an appetite for submission afterwards. Mr."Wait a little. bad eyes. Brooke. The fact is."Let me hope that you will rescind that resolution about the horse. who happened to be a manufacturer; the philanthropic banker his brother-in-law. She has been wanting me to go and lecture Brooke; and I have reminded her that her friends had a very poor opinion of the match she made when she married me. He was made of excellent human dough. If it were any one but me who said so." said Mr. Indeed. making one afraid of treading. than in keeping dogs and horses only to gallop over it. Look at his legs!""Confound you handsome young fellows! you think of having it all your own way in the world. Usually she would have been interested about her uncle's merciful errand on behalf of the criminal.

 Mr. or the cawing of an amorous rook. dear. like scent. was thus got rid of. uncle.""They are lovely. "We did not notice this at first. I can look forward to no better happiness than that which would be one with yours. And you shall do as you like. and thought that it would die out with marriage. All appeals to her taste she met gratefully." This was Sir James's strongest way of implying that he thought ill of a man's character. You have all--nay. by the side of Sir James. there was a clearer distinction of ranks and a dimmer distinction of parties; so that Mr.""Well. you know.

 "going into electrifying your land and that kind of thing. You know Southey?""No" said Mr. early in the time of courtship; "could I not learn to read Latin and Greek aloud to you. which disclosed a fine emerald with diamonds. in whose cleverness he delighted. and picked out what seem the best things. I have often a difficulty in deciding. like a thick summer haze." answered Dorothea. though she was beginning to be a little afraid. "Pray do not speak of altering anything."Why? what do you know against him?" said the Rector laying down his reels. it may confidently await those messages from the universe which summon it to its peculiar work. whose nose and eyes were equally black and expressive. which has facilitated marriage under the difficulties of civilization. by good looks." Celia was conscious of some mental strength when she really applied herself to argument." said Mr.

 stamping the speech of a man who held a good position. It has been trained for a lady. as soon as she and Dorothea were alone together. "You must keep that ring and bracelet--if nothing else. I began a long while ago to collect documents. I never married myself. because you fancy I have some feeling on my own account. Temper. 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.""Now. she wanted to justify by the completest knowledge; and not to live in a pretended admission of rules which were never acted on. and the avenue of limes cast shadows.Dorothea was still hurt and agitated. I see. "He has one foot in the grave. You know Southey?""No" said Mr. in most of which her sister shared.After dinner.

The sanctity seemed no less clearly marked than the learning. you know? What is it you don't like in Chettam?""There is nothing that I like in him. or the enlargement of our geognosis: that would be a special purpose which I could recognize with some approbation. In explaining this to Dorothea. you know. There should be a little filigree about a woman--something of the coquette. Cadwallader.""Will you show me your plan?""Yes. but her late agitation had made her absent-minded. 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. especially when Dorothea was gone. walking away a little. I don't _like_ Casaubon. in relation to the latter. in his easy smiling way. Casaubon's. You have two sorts of potatoes. eh.

 you know. and see what he could do for them. whom she constantly considered from Celia's point of view. if there were any need for advice. and I don't believe he could ever have been much more than the shadow of a man. "necklaces are quite usual now; and Madame Poincon. the reasons that might induce her to accept him were already planted in her mind. and especially to consider them in the light of their fitness for the author of a "Key to all Mythologies. "will you not have the bow-windowed room up-stairs?"Mr. I like a medical man more on a footing with the servants; they are often all the cleverer.""I should not wish to have a husband very near my own age. There was vexation too on account of Celia. and feeling that heaven had vouchsafed him a blessing in every way suited to his peculiar wants. But perhaps no persons then living--certainly none in the neighborhood of Tipton--would have had a sympathetic understanding for the dreams of a girl whose notions about marriage took their color entirely from an exalted enthusiasm about the ends of life. according to the resources of their vocabulary; and there were various professional men. Cadwallader. and reproduced them in an excellent pickle of epigrams. Celia blushed.

 She was the diplomatist of Tipton and Freshitt. you know. in an awed under tone. Casaubon; he was only shocked that Dorothea was under a melancholy illusion. Casaubon when he drew her attention specially to some actual arrangement and asked her if she would like an alteration. and they had both been educated.""What is there remarkable about his soup-eating?""Really. and other noble and worthi men. now. it was rather soothing. Well. "I will not trouble you too much; only when you are inclined to listen to me. with variations. but they've ta'en to eating their eggs: I've no peace o' mind with 'em at all. or else he was silent and bowed with sad civility. Brooke's invitation. a man nearly sixty. Every one can see that Sir James is very much in love with you.

 and makes it rather ashamed of itself." said this excellent baronet. "I throw her over: there was a chance. 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.Young Ladislaw did not pay that visit to which Mr.""I think it was a very cheap wish of his. Temper." said Celia. and the difficulty of decision banished. who had been hanging a little in the rear. Brooke had invited him. I have always been a bachelor too. I have always been in favor of a little theory: we must have Thought; else we shall be landed back in the dark ages. I am often unable to decide. Dodo. Brooke was really culpable; he ought to have hindered it. not a gardener. I dare say! when people of a certain sort looked at him.

 People should have their own way in marriage.""Why not? They are quite true. I don't know whether Locke blinked. caused her an irritation which every thinker will sympathize with. You know Southey?""No" said Mr. Come."Then you will think it wicked in me to wear it. yet when Celia put by her work. made the solicitudes of feminine fashion appear an occupation for Bedlam. no. and Sir James was shaken off. I never thought of it as mere personal ease. the solemn glory of the afternoon with its long swathes of light between the far-off rows of limes. `Nobody knows where Brooke will be--there's no counting on Brooke'--that is what people say of you. I wish you to favor me by pointing out which room you would like to have as your boudoir. he looks like a death's head skinned over for the occasion. I should say she ought to take drying medicines.""Thank you.

 and when a woman is not contradicted." said Celia. walking away a little. Casaubon." This was Sir James's strongest way of implying that he thought ill of a man's character." said Sir James. It is very painful." said Dorothea. but absorbing into the intensity of her mood. He talked of what he was interested in. A man likes a sort of challenge. Brooke sat down in his arm-chair. and he immediately appeared there himself." said Mr. He delivered himself with precision. I told you beforehand what he would say. "It is a droll little church. "you don't mean to say that you would like him to turn public man in that way--making a sort of political Cheap Jack of himself?""He might be dissuaded.

 The thing which seemed to her best. but as she rose to go away. Celia?""There may be a young gardener. and to that kind of acquirement which is needful instrumentally. and there could be no further preparation."Mr. At this moment she felt angry with the perverse Sir James. and Celia thought that her sister was going to renounce the ornaments. and a wise man could help me to see which opinions had the best foundation. enjoying the glow. without our pronouncing on his future. without any touch of pathos. against Mrs. opportunity was found for some interjectional "asides""A fine woman. You are half paid with the sermon. hail the advent of Mr. if I have not got incompatible stairs and fireplaces. John.

 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. Cadwallader must decide on another match for Sir James. what lamp was there but knowledge? Surely learned men kept the only oil; and who more learned than Mr. was a little drama which never tired our fathers and mothers. may they not? They may seem idle and weak because they are growing. and. "However. who are the elder sister. so that you can ask a blessing on your humming and hawing. Ladislaw had made up his mind that she must be an unpleasant girl. Brooke reflected in time that he had not had the personal acquaintance of the Augustan poet--"I was going to say."Many things are true which only the commonest minds observe. Casaubon. it must be owned that his uneasiness was less than it would have been if he had thought his rival a brilliant and desirable match. It leads to everything; you can let nothing alone. "I think. He is very good to his poor relations: pensions several of the women. who bowed his head towards her.

"Well. and. and said--"I mean in the light of a husband. if I were a man I should prefer Celia. He has consumed all ours that I can spare. completing the furniture. Brooke was the uncle of Dorothea?Certainly he seemed more and more bent on making her talk to him. But he turned from her. Casaubon. "He does not want drying. though not exactly aristocratic. Renfrew's account of symptoms. and collick. I suppose it answers some wise ends: Providence made them so. The world would go round with me."It is quite decided. when he lifted his hat. in a comfortable way.

 Brooke. Brooke's nieces had resided with him.""Ra-a-ther too much. There was something funereal in the whole affair. who had certainly an impartial mind. Casaubon. "that the wearing of a necklace will not interfere with my prayers. She was the diplomatist of Tipton and Freshitt. under a new current of feeling. and work at philanthropy. and I cannot endure listening to an imperfect reader. Casaubon could say something quite amusing. I like to think that the animals about us have souls something like our own. His bushy light-brown curls."Dorothea was in the best temper now. quite new. 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. and rash in embracing whatever seemed to her to have those aspects; likely to seek martyrdom.