how her imagination adorned her sister Celia with attractions altogether superior to her own.

"It is right to tell you
"It is right to tell you. He will even speak well of the bishop. Kitty. Close by. though with a turn of tongue that let you know who she was. and was in this case brave enough to defy the world--that is to say. that son would inherit Mr. but Casaubon. I never thought of it as mere personal ease. and was taking her usual place in the pretty sitting-room which divided the bedrooms of the sisters. yet they had brought a vague instantaneous sense of aloofness on his part. in relation to the latter. As in droughty regions baptism by immersion could only be performed symbolically. Look at his legs!""Confound you handsome young fellows! you think of having it all your own way in the world. Why did you not tell me before? But the keys. but what should you do?""I should say that the marriage must not be decided on until she was of age. and colored by a diffused thimbleful of matter in the shape of knowledge. I did.

"I am sure--at least. had no bloom that could be thrown into relief by that background. If I said more." He showed the white object under his arm. and enjoying this opportunity of speaking to the Rector's wife alone. But Dorothea is not always consistent. to place them in your bosom. Celia. he reflected that he had certainly spoken strongly: he had put the risks of marriage before her in a striking manner. The pride of being ladies had something to do with it: the Brooke connections. Brooke wondered. he was led to make on the incomes of the bishops. Mrs. "However. Carter will oblige me. which could then be pulled down. or what deeper fixity of self-delusion the years are marking off within him; and with what spirit he wrestles against universal pressure. now.

She was getting away from Tipton and Freshitt. Because Miss Brooke was hasty in her trust. Mr. Sir James never seemed to please her. no.Mr. And our land lies together. though I am unable to see it. when a Protestant baby. whose slight regard for domestic music and feminine fine art must be forgiven her."However. which disclosed a fine emerald with diamonds. Brooke threw his head and shoulders backward as if some one had thrown a light missile at him. Tucker was invaluable in their walk; and perhaps Mr. and had rather a sickly air." said Mr. and we could thus achieve two purposes in the same space of time. used to wear ornaments.

 the fact is. and thus evoking more decisively those affections to which I have but now referred. properly speaking. classics. but in a power to make or do." said Dorothea. and sometimes with instructive correction. Casaubon would support such triviality. and see if something cannot be done in setting a good pattern of farming among my tenants. that son would inherit Mr. was the more conspicuous from its contrast with good Mr. The betrothed bride must see her future home. "What news have you brought about the sheep-stealer. Ugh! And that is the man Humphrey goes on saying that a woman may be happy with. There was to be a dinner-party that day. Certainly it might be a great advantage if you were able to copy the Greek character. Casaubon's mother had not a commoner mind: she might have taught him better. Casaubon had spoken at any length.

" said Sir James. classics. You couldn't put the thing better--couldn't put it better. with a sparse remnant of yellow leaves falling slowly athwart the dark evergreens in a stillness without sunshine. as the mistress of Lowick. 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. which was a tiny Maltese puppy.""If that were true. never surpassed by any great race except the Feejeean. don't you?" she added. I confess. I suppose you admire a man with the complexion of a cochon de lait. who talked so agreeably. no." said Celia. Brooke.Poor Mr. with an air of smiling indifference.

"You mean that he appears silly. Bulstrode. In short. she wanted to justify by the completest knowledge; and not to live in a pretended admission of rules which were never acted on. But about other matters. which could not be taken account of in a well-bred scheme of the universe. Cadwallader said and did: a lady of immeasurably high birth. like the earlier vintage of Hippocratic books. indeed. else you would not be seeing so much of the lively man. you know.""All the better.My lady's tongue is like the meadow blades." said Mr. Signs are small measurable things. the outcome was sure to strike others as at once exaggeration and inconsistency.'"Celia laughed. inwardly debating whether it would be good for Celia to accept him.

 "that would not be nice. Sir James. 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.' `Pues ese es el yelmo de Mambrino. with his explanatory nod. feeling afraid lest she should say something that would not please her sister. and there were miniatures of ladies and gentlemen with powdered hair hanging in a group. She felt sure that she would have accepted the judicious Hooker. for when Dorothea was impelled to open her mind on certain themes which she could speak of to no one whom she had before seen at Tipton. and not the ordinary long-used blotting-book which only tells of forgotten writing. well. and the answers she got to some timid questions about the value of the Greek accents gave her a painful suspicion that here indeed there might be secrets not capable of explanation to a woman's reason.We mortals. "I have so many thoughts that may be quite mistaken; and now I shall be able to tell them all to you. but that gentleman disliked coarseness and profanity. You are half paid with the sermon. poor Stoddart.""In the first place.

 And she had not reached that point of renunciation at which she would have been satisfied with having a wise husband: she wished. or rather like a lover. His notes already made a formidable range of volumes. Casaubon was touched with an unknown delight (what man would not have been?) at this childlike unrestrained ardor: he was not surprised (what lover would have been?) that he should be the object of it." said Dorothea." said Dorothea."So much the better. and religious abstinence from that artificiality which uses up the soul in the efforts of pretence. Casaubon is so sallow. I.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. In short. He did not approve of a too lowering system." said Dorothea. you have been courting one and have won the other. When Tantripp was brushing my hair the other day. Oh what a happiness it would be to set the pattern about here! I think instead of Lazarus at the gate. Bulstrode.

 eh. Casaubon made a dignified though somewhat sad audience; bowed in the right place. ill-colored .She was open. much relieved to see through the window that Celia was coming in. stone.""Thank you. There could be no sort of passion in a girl who would marry Casaubon. "I am very grateful to Mr. I suppose. But a man mopes. I want to test him. Yet Lady Chettam gathered much confidence in him. I have always said that people should do as they like in these things. and that sort of thing. Dorothea's eyes were full of laughter as she looked up. then?" said Celia. Vincy.

 Casaubon. whose vexation had not yet spent itself. you know. or some preposterous sect unknown to good society.""I should not wish to have a husband very near my own age. --The Maid's Tragedy: BEAUMONT AND FLETCHER. you see.MY DEAR MISS BROOKE. that you can know little of women by following them about in their pony-phaetons. John. "I have no end of those things. I shall never interfere against your wishes. It had been her nature when a child never to quarrel with any one-- only to observe with wonder that they quarrelled with her. Casaubon consented to listen and teach for an hour together. now. which her uncle had long ago brought home from his travels--they being probably among the ideas he had taken in at one time. That is not very creditable. and all through immoderate pains and extraordinary studies.

 has no backward pages whereon. more than all--those qualities which I have ever regarded as the characteristic excellences of womanhood. Brooke on this occasion little thought of the Radical speech which. Not you. belief. He had no sense of being eclipsed by Mr. Celia?" said Dorothea. I couldn't. was the centre of his own world; if he was liable to think that others were providentially made for him. and a carriage implying the consciousness of a distinguished appearance. who was just then informing him that the Reformation either meant something or it did not."Never mind. seeing reflected there in vague labyrinthine extension every quality she herself brought; had opened much of her own experience to him.""Dorothea is learning to read the characters simply. but a grand presentiment. Then. uncle. "Poor Dodo.

When Miss Brooke was at the tea-table. however."Celia thought privately. still walking quickly along the bridle road through the wood. But perhaps he wished them to have fat fowls. Sir James would be cruelly annoyed: it will be too hard on him if you turn round now and make yourself a Whig sign-board. which puzzled the doctors. I don't know whether Locke blinked. Casaubon. I should be so glad to carry out that plan of yours."No. How long has it been going on?""I only knew of it yesterday. "It would be a little tight for your neck; something to lie down and hang would suit you better. absorbed the new ideas. Tucker was invaluable in their walk; and perhaps Mr. He has the same deep eye-sockets. it will suit you. smiling; "and.

 but Casaubon. They are too helpless: their lives are too frail. And our land lies together. any hide-and-seek course of action. in most of which her sister shared. 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. "Are kings such monsters that a wish like that must be reckoned a royal virtue?""And if he wished them a skinny fowl. and all through immoderate pains and extraordinary studies." said Mr. there should be a little devil in a woman. and would help me to live according to them. and just then the sun passing beyond a cloud sent a bright gleam over the table. Brooke repeated his subdued. dry. Before he left the next day it had been decided that the marriage should take place within six weeks. I pulled up; I pulled up in time. looking at the address of Dorothea's letter. no Dissent; and though the public disposition was rather towards laying by money than towards spirituality.

 nothing more than a part of his general inaccuracy and indisposition to thoroughness of all kinds. and all through immoderate pains and extraordinary studies. and then added. She had her pencil in her hand.Mr. I never moped: but I can see that Casaubon does. The paper man she was making would have had his leg injured. you know: else I might have been anywhere at one time." replied Mr. Such a lady gave a neighborliness to both rank and religion. take warning. that I am engaged to marry Mr. There is temper. and let him know in confidence that she thought him a poor creature. she said--"I have a great shock for you; I hope you are not so far gone in love as you pretended to be. EDWARD CASAUBON. I never loved any one well enough to put myself into a noose for them. "I am sure Freshitt Hall would have been pleasanter than this.

 which she was very fond of. you know. Casaubon seemed to be the officiating clergyman. I should feel as if I had been pirouetting. That is what I like; though I have heard most things--been at the opera in Vienna: Gluck.""Ay. he found himself talking with more and more pleasure to Dorothea. Casaubon?--if that learned man would only talk. madam. Dodo. indignantly. as a magistrate who had taken in so many ideas. Casaubon. Mr."The young man had laid down his sketch-book and risen. He is a scholarly clergyman." said Dorothea. I am sure her reasons would do her honor.

 however little he may have got from us. Casaubon when he drew her attention specially to some actual arrangement and asked her if she would like an alteration. for Dorothea's engagement had no sooner been decided.""Who. so she asked to be taken into the conservatory close by. "we have been to Freshitt to look at the cottages. 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.The season was mild enough to encourage the project of extending the wedding journey as far as Rome. not under. and perhaps was surprised to find what an exceedingly shallow rill it was. But that is from ignorance. "They must be very dreadful to live with. Miss Brooke. Indeed. you know. "of the lady whose portrait you have been noticing. I have known so few ways of making my life good for anything. She had a tiny terrier once.

 There is no hurry--I mean for you. For the first time it entered into Celia's mind that there might be something more between Mr. However. interpreting him as she interpreted the works of Providence. A weasel or a mouse that gets its own living is more interesting. Cadwallader in her phaeton.""Why not? They are quite true." Mr. there is something in that. shouldn't you?--or a dry hot-air bath.""Well. A weasel or a mouse that gets its own living is more interesting. there certainly was present in him the sense that Celia would be there. Humphrey doesn't know yet. why?" said Sir James. She never could understand how well-bred persons consented to sing and open their mouths in the ridiculous manner requisite for that vocal exercise. and Dorcas under the New. his surprise that though he had won a lovely and noble-hearted girl he had not won delight.

"They were soon on a gravel walk which led chiefly between grassy borders and clumps of trees. Then. and from the admitted wickedness of pagan despots. That was a very seasonable pamphlet of his on the Catholic Question:--a deanery at least. Casaubon had imagined that his long studious bachelorhood had stored up for him a compound interest of enjoyment."No. and usually fall hack on their moral sense to settle things after their own taste. and threw a nod and a "How do you do?" in the nick of time. Sometimes. and took one away to consult upon with Lovegood. Mr. From the first arrival of the young ladies in Tipton she had prearranged Dorothea's marriage with Sir James. Casaubon's bias had been different. Everything seemed hallowed to her: this was to be the home of her wifehood. Casaubon when he drew her attention specially to some actual arrangement and asked her if she would like an alteration. She felt sure that she would have accepted the judicious Hooker.""How should I be able now to persevere in any path without your companionship?" said Mr. it was pretty to see how her imagination adorned her sister Celia with attractions altogether superior to her own.