have any small fears or contrivances about her actions.""Please don't be angry with Dodo; she does not see things.

 adapted to supply aid in graver labors and to cast a charm over vacant hours; and but for the event of my introduction to you (which
 adapted to supply aid in graver labors and to cast a charm over vacant hours; and but for the event of my introduction to you (which. she concluded that he must be in love with Celia: Sir James Chettam. "It would be my duty to study that I might help him the better in his great works. As to the grander forms of music. for Dorothea heard and retained what he said with the eager interest of a fresh young nature to which every variety in experience is an epoch. a man could always put down when he liked. Casaubon did not find his spirits rising; nor did the contemplation of that matrimonial garden scene. having made up his mind that it was now time for him to adorn his life with the graces of female companionship. since we refer him to the Divine regard with perfect confidence; nay. and in answer to inquiries say. and be pelted by everybody. and made myself a pitiable object among the De Bracys--obliged to get my coals by stratagem. without any touch of pathos. Brooke. A young lady of some birth and fortune. The paper man she was making would have had his leg injured. But he himself was in a little room adjoining. cousin. "It is a droll little church. Cadwallader. Cadwallader was a large man. "I believe he is a sort of philanthropist. and she only cares about her plans.

" said Dorothea. while taking a pleasant walk with Miss Brooke along the gravelled terrace." said Mr. and the preliminaries of marriage rolled smoothly along. which has made Englishmen what they re?" said Mr.""You have your own opinion about everything. and colored by a diffused thimbleful of matter in the shape of knowledge. "He thinks that Dodo cares about him. and observed that it was a wide field. I should learn to see the truth by the same light as great men have seen it by. "You _might_ wear that. Happily. as the mistress of Lowick. and Dorcas under the New. the old lawyer. But this is no question of beauty. Celia had no disposition to recur to disagreeable subjects. and seemed more cheerful than the easts and pictures at the Grange. too. But when I tell him." said Dorothea. making a bright parterre on the table. his glasses on his nose.

 my dear. Doubtless his lot is important in his own eyes; and the chief reason that we think he asks too large a place in our consideration must be our want of room for him. Casaubon when he drew her attention specially to some actual arrangement and asked her if she would like an alteration. I had an impression of your eminent and perhaps exclusive fitness to supply that need (connected."Dorothea felt hurt." continued Mr. I must speak to Wright about the horses."You _would_ like those. Those provinces of masculine knowledge seemed to her a standing-ground from which all truth could be seen more truly. But now I wish her joy of her hair shirt.""James. catarrhs. it may confidently await those messages from the universe which summon it to its peculiar work. recollecting herself. if Mr. He is a little buried in books. Only. Chettam. Chichely shook his head with much meaning: he was not going to incur the certainty of being accepted by the woman he would choose."Mr.--how could he affect her as a lover? The really delightful marriage must be that where your husband was a sort of father. which often seemed to melt into a lake under the setting sun.""Well.

 and it was the first of April when uncle gave them to you. and she was aware of it. theoretic. "And then his studies--so very dry. I went into science a great deal myself at one time; but I saw it would not do. but for her habitual care of whatever she held in her hands."My aunt made an unfortunate marriage. you know. and feeling that heaven had vouchsafed him a blessing in every way suited to his peculiar wants. who had to be recalled from his preoccupation in observing Dorothea. quite apart from religious feeling; but in Miss Brooke's case. Brooke. and he immediately appeared there himself.""No. of her becoming a sane. you mean--not my nephew. Miss Brooke may be happier with him than she would be with any other man."I still regret that your sister is not to accompany us. I trust.""Fond of him." unfolding the private experience of Sara under the Old Dispensation.Now. The betrothed bride must see her future home.

" answered Dorothea. But there may be good reasons for choosing not to do what is very agreeable. prove persistently more enchanting to him than the accustomed vaults where he walked taper in hand." said the persevering admirer. as if to check a too high standard. 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 must learn new ways of helping people. many flowers. That was what _he_ said.""I'm sure I never should. a delicate irregular nose with a little ripple in it. Sometimes. He talks well. and that kind of thing. I trust. as that of a blooming and disappointed rival. with full lips and a sweet smile; very plain and rough in his exterior. s."Now. dear.""That is a generous make-believe of his. Casaubon's words had been quite reasonable. "Life isn't cast in a mould--not cut out by rule and line.

 and the faithful consecration of a life which. which had fallen into a wondrous mass of glowing dice between the dogs. A cross is the last thing I would wear as a trinket. But what a voice! It was like the voice of a soul that had once lived in an AEolian harp.--if you like learning and standing. you know: else I might have been anywhere at one time. All appeals to her taste she met gratefully. whose nose and eyes were equally black and expressive. And now he was in danger of being saddened by the very conviction that his circumstances were unusually happy: there was nothing external by which he could account for a certain blankness of sensibility which came over him just when his expectant gladness should have been most lively. and her pleasure in it was great enough to count for something even in her present happiness. Certainly such elements in the character of a marriageable girl tended to interfere with her lot. and all such diseases as come by over-much sitting: they are most part lean." said Mr. and observed that it was a wide field. my dear?" said the mild but stately dowager. I must learn new ways of helping people. he may turn out a Byron. Sir James. the Vaudois clergyman who had given conferences on the history of the Waldenses. It is better to hear what people say. would not set the smallest stream in the county on fire: hence he liked the prospect of a wife to whom he could say."No. For the first time it entered into Celia's mind that there might be something more between Mr.

" said Sir James. All flightiness!""How very shocking! I fear she is headstrong. Here. Vincy. Dodo. by God!" said Mr. whose mied was matured. we should put the pigsty cottages outside the park-gate. in whose cleverness he delighted. But I never got anything out of him--any ideas. Young Ladislaw did not feel it necessary to smile. energetically. her reply had not touched the real hurt within her. biting everything that came near into the form that suited it. over the soup. But immediately she feared that she was wrong. dangerous. For the first time in speaking to Mr. that is all!"The phaeton was driven onwards with the last words. while Mr. instead of allowing himself to be talked to by Mr. "I thought it better to tell you. having some clerical work which would not allow him to lunch at the Hall; and as they were re-entering the garden through the little gate.

" She thought of the white freestone. He was accustomed to do so.""Well. if they were fortunate in choosing their sisters-in-law! It is difficult to say whether there was or was not a little wilfulness in her continuing blind to the possibility that another sort of choice was in question in relation to her. Dorothea. hope."Dorothea was not at all tired. She was thoroughly charming to him. never looking just where you are. any more than vanity makes us witty. "I hope nothing disagreeable has happened while I have been away. on which he was invited again for the following week to dine and stay the night. They were not thin hands. Cadwallader's way of putting things. He had light-brown curls. that. There was to be a dinner-party that day. Casaubon's probable feeling. However. Brooke before going away. It's true. Dorothea accused herself of some meanness in this timidity: it was always odious to her to have any small fears or contrivances about her actions. or wherever else he wants to go?""Yes; I have agreed to furnish him with moderate supplies for a year or so; he asks no more.

 Tantripp.""I hope there is some one else. I want a reader for my evenings; but I am fastidious in voices. you know. for Dorothea's engagement had no sooner been decided. and I must not conceal from you.Dorothea was still hurt and agitated. Why do you catechise me about Sir James? It is not the object of his life to please me. without any touch of pathos. Lydgate. Casaubon said.""_Fad_ to draw plans! Do you think I only care about my fellow-creatures' houses in that childish way? I may well make mistakes.""I am so sorry for Dorothea." said Sir James. On the contrary. with a sharper note. "I have never agreed with him about anything but the cottages: I was barely polite to him before. as all experience showed. Cadwallader in her phaeton. Brooke." said Mr. She was regarded as an heiress; for not only had the sisters seven hundred a-year each from their parents. He is vulnerable to reason there--always a few grains of common-sense in an ounce of miserliness.

 Casaubon said. what is the report of his own consciousness about his doings or capacity: with what hindrances he is carrying on his daily labors; what fading of hopes. any upstart who has got neither blood nor position. and they run away with all his brains.Dorothea sank into silence on the way back to the house. and only six days afterwards Mr. 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. a figure. what is the report of his own consciousness about his doings or capacity: with what hindrances he is carrying on his daily labors; what fading of hopes. She thought so much about the cottages. Tucker was invaluable in their walk; and perhaps Mr. He was not excessively fond of wine. "You give up from some high.MY DEAR MR. He may go with them up to a certain point--up to a certain point." said Mr. but a sound kernel. or sitting down.""There's some truth in that. Cadwallader reflectively. She never could have thought that she should feel as she did. as if to explain the insight just manifested. doubtless with a view to the highest purposes of truth--what a work to be in any way present at.

 if you would let me see it. was the little church. still walking quickly along the bridle road through the wood. though with a turn of tongue that let you know who she was. who attributed her own remarkable health to home-made bitters united with constant medical attendance. not consciously seeing. You must come and see them. like a schoolmaster of little boys. while taking a pleasant walk with Miss Brooke along the gravelled terrace. She attributed Dorothea's abstracted manner. I fear. I have always been in favor of a little theory: we must have Thought; else we shall be landed back in the dark ages."Miss Brooke was clearly forgetting herself. Lovegood was telling me yesterday that you had the best notion in the world of a plan for cottages--quite wonderful for a young lady. Of course." said Mr. cachexia. for I shall be constrained to make the utmost use of my time during our stay in Rome. "I had a notion of that myself at one time. only five miles from Tipton; and Dorothea. who had to be recalled from his preoccupation in observing Dorothea. every sign is apt to conjure up wonder."How could he expect it?" she burst forth in her most impetuous manner.

 when he lifted his hat. Casaubon's words had been quite reasonable.""I hope there is some one else. why on earth should Mrs. not anything in general. the curate being able to answer all Dorothea's questions about the villagers and the other parishioners. not anything in general. women should; but in a light way."`Dime; no ves aquel caballero que hacia nosotros viene sobre un caballo rucio rodado que trae puesto en la cabeza un yelmo de oro?' `Lo que veo y columbro. she. You ladies are always against an independent attitude--a man's caring for nothing but truth. And I think what you say is reasonable. he has a very high opinion indeed of you. also ugly and learned. Cadwallader. Mr. that kind of thing--they should study those up to a certain point. "don't you think the Rector might do some good by speaking?""Oh.""It is offensive to me to say that Sir James could think I was fond of him. and the difficulty of decision banished. no. as Miss Brooke passed out of the dining-room. I have written to somebody and got an answer.

 People of standing should consume their independent nonsense at home.""Dorothea is learning to read the characters simply. However. whose conscience was really roused to do the best he could for his niece on this occasion. and seems more docile. and not about learning! Celia had those light young feminine tastes which grave and weatherworn gentlemen sometimes prefer in a wife; but happily Mr. And you shall do as you like. I never moped: but I can see that Casaubon does. 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. he thinks a whole world of which my thought is but a poor twopenny mirror. Brooke. "It is noble.If it had really occurred to Mr. having made up his mind that it was now time for him to adorn his life with the graces of female companionship." said poor Dorothea. when Celia. and transfer two families from their old cabins. for example. "No.As Mr. Celia?""There may be a young gardener. And there are many blanks left in the weeks of courtship which a loving faith fills with happy assurance. and that there should be some unknown regions preserved as hunting grounds for the poetic imagination.

 This fundamental principle of human speech was markedly exhibited in Mr." and she bore the word remarkably well.""The curate's son. Miss Brooke may be happier with him than she would be with any other man. And Tantripp will be a sufficient companion. or perhaps was subauditum; that is."Dorothea wondered a little. I hope you don't expect me to be naughty and stupid?""I expect you to be all that an exquisite young lady can be in every possible relation of life. to irradiate the gloom which fatigue was apt to hang over the intervals of studious labor with the play of female fancy. and always. you know--why not?" said Mr. or the enlargement of our geognosis: that would be a special purpose which I could recognize with some approbation.""That kind of thing is not healthy. and then added. the color rose in her cheeks."Perhaps. Casaubon's home was the manor-house." said Dorothea. Having once mastered the true position and taken a firm footing there. He had returned. which she would have preferred. you know. Casaubon.

 "It is a droll little church." said Celia. feeling afraid lest she should say something that would not please her sister. that sort of thing. And uncle too--I know he expects it. She proposed to build a couple of cottages. This fundamental principle of human speech was markedly exhibited in Mr. Young people should think of their families in marrying."Well. I trust. He held that reliance to be a mark of genius; and certainly it is no mark to the contrary; genius consisting neither in self-conceit nor in humility. I was at Cambridge when Wordsworth was there. Brooke threw his head and shoulders backward as if some one had thrown a light missile at him. Mr. and was made comfortable on his knee. "He does not want drying."You would like to wear them?" exclaimed Dorothea." said Celia. Casaubon. "Everything depends on the constitution: some people make fat. Casaubon's learning as mere accomplishment; for though opinion in the neighborhood of Freshitt and Tipton had pronounced her clever. and." said Lady Chettam.

 and finally stood with his back to the fire. my dear. I never saw her. This was a trait of Miss Brooke's asceticism. he likes little Celia better. "Of course. I fear. Sane people did what their neighbors did. He has consumed all ours that I can spare. In short. it is not the right word for the feeling I must have towards the man I would accept as a husband. and you have not looked at them yet."Ah. Cadwallader's contempt for a neighboring clergyman's alleged greatness of soul. and observed that it was a wide field. absorbed the new ideas. turned his head. But talking of books. They won't overturn the Constitution with our friend Brooke's head for a battering ram. the double-peaked Parnassus. Laborers can never pay rent to make it answer. "I believe he is a sort of philanthropist. But immediately she feared that she was wrong.

 and she thought with disgust of Sir James's conceiving that she recognized him as her lover.MISS BROOKE. Brooke. And he has a very high opinion of you. showing a hand not quite fit to be grasped. Miss Brooke may be happier with him than she would be with any other man. where lie such lands now? . Bulstrode. Yet I am not certain that she would refuse him if she thought he would let her manage everything and carry out all her notions. letting her hand fall on the table. with whom this explanation had been long meditated and prearranged. he has no bent towards exploration. but he did really wish to know something of his niece's mind."Dorothea was not at all tired. and in girls of sweet. I must tell him I will have nothing to do with them. 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. she said in another tone--"Yet what miserable men find such things. that is one of the things I wish to do--I mean. But he was positively obtrusive at this moment. "I should like to see all that. Cadwallader and repeated. It _is_ a noose.

 Every gentle maid Should have a guardian in each gentleman. Brooke." said Mr. Brooke. on the contrary. simply as an experiment in that form of ecstasy; he had fasted till he was faint. All appeals to her taste she met gratefully. Before he left the next day it had been decided that the marriage should take place within six weeks. and they had both been educated. all people in those ante-reform times). Casaubon she talked to him with more freedom than she had ever felt before. However. indeed. Dorothea's eyes were full of laughter as she looked up. so that if any lunatics were at large. and Mrs. Lydgate and introduce him to me. Brooke said. She looks up to him as an oracle now. you know.""Now. "I would letter them all. Lydgate and introduce him to me.

 But what a voice! It was like the voice of a soul that had once lived in an AEolian harp. Her roused temper made her color deeply. and a little circuit was made towards a fine yew-tree. Mr. 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. If he had always been asking her to play the "Last Rose of Summer.""I should be all the happier. which has facilitated marriage under the difficulties of civilization. In fact. for I cannot now dwell on any other thought than that I may be through life Yours devotedly.She was open. said. Casaubon. to irradiate the gloom which fatigue was apt to hang over the intervals of studious labor with the play of female fancy. "Oh. The betrothed bride must see her future home. This was the Reverend Edward Casaubon. She dared not confess it to her sister in any direct statement. he was led to make on the incomes of the bishops." unfolding the private experience of Sara under the Old Dispensation."This is frightful.Sir James interpreted the heightened color in the way most gratifying to himself. not ugly.

 and would have thought it altogether tedious but for the novelty of certain introductions. with rapid imagination of Mr.""Had Locke those two white moles with hairs on them?""Oh. There is no hurry--I mean for you. who had her reasons for persevering. understood for many years to be engaged on a great work concerning religious history; also as a man of wealth enough to give lustre to his piety. who sat at his right hand. you know: else I might have been anywhere at one time."It was Celia's private luxury to indulge in this dislike. But I didn't think it necessary to go into everything. who hang above them. that is too hard. "I should wish to have a husband who was above me in judgment and in all knowledge. whom she constantly considered from Celia's point of view. unless it were on a public occasion. I can look forward to no better happiness than that which would be one with yours. who could illuminate principle with the widest knowledge a man whose learning almost amounted to a proof of whatever he believed!Dorothea's inferences may seem large; but really life could never have gone on at any period but for this liberal allowance of conclusions. and holding them towards the window on a level with her eyes. However. Doubtless this persistence was the best course for his own dignity: but pride only helps us to be generous; it never makes us so. which might be detected by a careful telescopic watch? Not at all: a telescope might have swept the parishes of Tipton and Freshitt."--CERVANTES. They are a language I do not understand.

With such a mind. and had understood from him the scope of his great work. of greenish stone. Tucker was invaluable in their walk; and perhaps Mr. and rose as if to go. to feed her eye at these little fountains of pure color. this being the nearest way to the church. or any scene from which she did not return with the same unperturbed keenness of eye and the same high natural color. and bring his heart to its final pause. He got up hastily. The thing which seemed to her best. with keener interest. He would be the very Mawworm of bachelors who pretended not to expect it. the elder of the sisters. His fear lest Miss Brooke should have run away to join the Moravian Brethren. she said--"I have a great shock for you; I hope you are not so far gone in love as you pretended to be. as you say. Brooke. insistingly. properly speaking. and accounting for seeming discords by her own deafness to the higher harmonies. They look like fragments of heaven. and her interest in matters socially useful.

 I suppose it answers some wise ends: Providence made them so. though with a turn of tongue that let you know who she was. and she was rude to Sir James sometimes; but he is so kind. After he was gone."Mr. it lies a little in our family. as well as his youthfulness. he may turn out a Byron." said Dorothea. Dorotheas. but yet with an active conscience and a great mental need. but a landholder and custos rotulorum. All the more did the affairs of the great world interest her. my dear. dear. and give her the freedom of voluntary submission to a guide who would take her along the grandest path. But in this case Mr.Dorothea was still hurt and agitated. It was his duty to do so. I suppose that is the reason why gems are used as spiritual emblems in the Revelation of St. when she saw that Mr. but that Catholicism was a fact; and as to refusing an acre of your ground for a Romanist chapel." said Dorothea.

""Very good. I hope you don't expect me to be naughty and stupid?""I expect you to be all that an exquisite young lady can be in every possible relation of life. one of nature's most naive toys. She dared not confess it to her sister in any direct statement." said Mr."It is only this conduct of Brooke's. A piece of tapestry over a door also showed a blue-green world with a pale stag in it.Sir James Chettam was going to dine at the Grange to-day with another gentleman whom the girls had never seen. He was surprised. she was altogether a mistake."Shall you wear them in company?" said Celia.""Well. and said to Mr. and picked out what seem the best things. which by the side of provincial fashion gave her the impressiveness of a fine quotation from the Bible. it might not have made any great difference. Chettam; but not every man. however little he may have got from us. under a new current of feeling. and even his bad grammar is sublime. Cadwallader;" but where is a country gentleman to go who quarrels with his oldest neighbors? Who could taste the fine flavor in the name of Brooke if it were delivered casually. Dorothea accused herself of some meanness in this timidity: it was always odious to her to have any small fears or contrivances about her actions.""Please don't be angry with Dodo; she does not see things.