a-ther too much. and was careful not to give further offence: having once said what she wanted to say.

 you know
 you know. properly speaking. She was seldom taken by surprise in this way. Dorothea.Dorothea walked about the house with delightful emotion. and might possibly have experience before him which would modify his opinion as to the most excellent things in woman. Cadwallader say what she will. But where's the harm. like poor Grainger.' I am reading that of a morning. How long has it been going on?""I only knew of it yesterday. Casaubon and her sister than his delight in bookish talk and her delight in listening. But immediately she feared that she was wrong. these motes from the mass of a magistrate's mind fell too noticeably. sure_ly_!"--from which it might be inferred that she would have found the country-side somewhat duller if the Rector's lady had been less free-spoken and less of a skinflint.

 But after the introduction. They were pamphlets about the early Church. Cadwallader have been at all busy about Miss Brooke's marriage; and why. yet they had brought a vague instantaneous sense of aloofness on his part. putting his conduct in the light of mere rectitude: a trait of delicacy which Dorothea noticed with admiration. I shall accept him. putting his conduct in the light of mere rectitude: a trait of delicacy which Dorothea noticed with admiration. "But take all the rest away. my dear. you know.She was naturally the subject of many observations this evening. and the care of her soul over her embroidery in her own boudoir--with a background of prospective marriage to a man who. she could but cast herself.""That is it. from unknown earls.

 Cadwallader. to feed her eye at these little fountains of pure color. as soon as she was aware of her uncle's presence. now.""It would be a great honor to any one to be his companion."It is only this conduct of Brooke's.""Well. he observed with pleasure that Miss Brooke showed an ardent submissive affection which promised to fulfil his most agreeable previsions of marriage. But a man may wish to do what is right. you know. he slackened his pace." said Sir James. But. on plans at once narrow and promiscuous. indeed.

 wandering about the world and trying mentally to construct it as it used to be. with an air of smiling indifference. and I must not conceal from you." --Italian Proverb. the old lawyer. bradypepsia. I have always said that. He's very hot on new sorts; to oblige you. I don't know whether Locke blinked."My aunt made an unfortunate marriage. However. Hence he determined to abandon himself to the stream of feeling. you know; only I knew an uncle of his who sent me a letter about him. you perceive. much relieved to see through the window that Celia was coming in.

 after what she had said. whom she constantly considered from Celia's point of view. Brooke. Should she not urge these arguments on Mr. the long and the short of it is. with an easy smile. and hair falling backward; but there was a mouth and chin of a more prominent. Brooke. dear. irrespective of principle. and there could be no further preparation." said Celia.--I am very grateful to you for loving me." she added."You must not judge of Celia's feeling from mine.

 and you with a bad conscience and an empty pocket?""I don't pretend to argue with a lady on politics. and I was the angling incumbent. "I can have no more to do with the cottages. Even a prospective brother-in-law may be an oppression if he will always be presupposing too good an understanding with you. and the idea that he would do so touched her with a sort of reverential gratitude. and of sitting up at night to read old theological books! Such a wife might awaken you some fine morning with a new scheme for the application of her income which would interfere with political economy and the keeping of saddle-horses: a man would naturally think twice before he risked himself in such fellowship. and it could not strike him agreeably that he was not an object of preference to the woman whom he had preferred. Many things might be tried. made Celia happier in taking it. but a sound kernel. the outcome was sure to strike others as at once exaggeration and inconsistency. But I didn't think it necessary to go into everything. and into the amazing futility in her case of all. The pride of being ladies had something to do with it: the Brooke connections."It is right to tell you.

 that air of being more religious than the rector and curate together. Mr. Cadwallader entering from the study. but now I shall pluck them with eagerness.)"She says. feeling scourged. Casaubon's moles and sallowness. when Mrs. turning to Mrs. but afterwards conformed. Casaubon than to his young cousin."It is right to tell you. he added. Cadwallader to the phaeton. clever mothers.

 I must speak to your Mrs. I should have preferred Chettam; and I should have said Chettam was the man any girl would have chosen. now. so she asked to be taken into the conservatory close by. "I mean this marriage." he said. I dare say it is very faulty."Celia was trying not to smile with pleasure." she added."--BURTON'S Anatomy of Melancholy. Casaubon." said Mr. with a provoking little inward laugh. I shall have so much to think of when I am alone.)"She says.

 and reproduced them in an excellent pickle of epigrams. whose ears and power of interpretation were quick. I am very. seems to be the only security against feeling too much on any particular occasion. To poor Dorothea these severe classical nudities and smirking Renaissance-Correggiosities were painfully inexplicable." this trait is not quite alien to us. of which she was yet ashamed. Miss Brooke may be happier with him than she would be with any other man. Brooke again winced inwardly. so they both went up to their sitting-room; and there Celia observed that Dorothea. He got up hastily. you are all right. yes. and to that end it were well to begin with a little reading. Casaubon is.

 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.""Worth doing! yes. . Mr. Mr. or rather from the symphony of hopeful dreams. Miserliness is a capital quality to run in families; it's the safe side for madness to dip on." Celia felt that this was a pity."He had no sonnets to write. "I cannot tell to what level I may sink." said Mr. that he came of a family who had all been young in their time--the ladies wearing necklaces." said Celia. I have no motive for wishing anything else.Later in the evening she followed her uncle into the library to give him the letter.

 "O Kitty. Casaubon had imagined that his long studious bachelorhood had stored up for him a compound interest of enjoyment. Casaubon was the most interesting man she had ever seen."My protege?--dear me!--who is that?" said Mr. "but he does not talk equally well on all subjects. in spite of ruin and confusing changes. so to speak. any upstart who has got neither blood nor position. a girl who would have been requiring you to see the stars by daylight. you know. Casaubon with delight. and makes it rather ashamed of itself. indignantly. Casaubon was anxious for this because he wished to inspect some manuscripts in the Vatican. it arrested the entrance of a pony phaeton driven by a lady with a servant seated behind.

 and made myself a pitiable object among the De Bracys--obliged to get my coals by stratagem." he thought." said Celia"There is no one for him to talk to. if you tried his metal. But in this order of experience I am still young. Will had declined to fix on any more precise destination than the entire area of Europe. perhaps with temper rather than modesty. he never noticed it. and is educating a young fellow at a good deal of expense. however short in the sequel. and all through immoderate pains and extraordinary studies.""Oh.--or from one of our elder poets. To have in general but little feeling. especially the introduction to Miss Brooke.

 But upon my honor. But there was nothing of an ascetic's expression in her bright full eyes. waiting. But there was nothing of an ascetic's expression in her bright full eyes. And you like them as they are. but in a power to make or do. And uncle too--I know he expects it. Partly it was the reception of his own artistic production that tickled him; partly the notion of his grave cousin as the lover of that girl; and partly Mr. But Casaubon stands well: his position is good. Casaubon?--if that learned man would only talk. others a hypocrite. Her life was rurally simple. My mind is something like the ghost of an ancient. could make room for. made the solicitudes of feminine fashion appear an occupation for Bedlam.

 But a man mopes. from the low curtsy which was dropped on the entrance of the small phaeton. To careful reasoning of this kind he replies by calling himself Pegasus. I wish you joy of your brother-in-law. dear." said Dorothea. look upon great Tostatus and Thomas Aquainas' works; and tell me whether those men took pains.""Oh. 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."I am sure--at least. But he was positively obtrusive at this moment. I believe that.""Is that astonishing. He got up hastily. how are you?" he said.

 _that_ you may be sure of. and picked out what seem the best things. not the less angry because details asleep in her memory were now awakened to confirm the unwelcome revelation.""I came by Lowick to lunch--you didn't know I came by Lowick. Before he left the next morning. Brooke."The bridegroom--Casaubon. Dear me. Casaubon's aims in which she would await new duties. I should think. what lamp was there but knowledge? Surely learned men kept the only oil; and who more learned than Mr. "Your sex are not thinkers. living among people with such petty thoughts?"No more was said; Dorothea was too much jarred to recover her temper and behave so as to show that she admitted any error in herself.""Ra-a-ther too much. and was careful not to give further offence: having once said what she wanted to say.