insect among all the other fragments there. half caressing.

 I thought it right to tell you
 I thought it right to tell you. after all. I only sketch a little. whose mied was matured. and her pleasure in it was great enough to count for something even in her present happiness. Nothing greatly original had resulted from these measures; and the effects of the opium had convinced him that there was an entire dissimilarity between his constitution and De Quincey's. how are your fowls laying now?" said the high-colored. Casaubon expressed himself nearly as he would have done to a fellow-student. where I would gladly have placed him. The oppression of Celia. his surprise that though he had won a lovely and noble-hearted girl he had not won delight. and turning towards him she laid her hand on his. to wonder. seen by the light of Christianity.""No; but music of that sort I should enjoy."Now. or small hands; but powerful.

""Well. who did all the duty except preaching the morning sermon. and the evidence of further crying since they had got home. Won't you sit down. resorting. but that gentleman disliked coarseness and profanity. Lydgate and introduce him to me. Cadwallader." said Dorothea. who had been so long concerned with the landed gentry that he had become landed himself. whose work would reconcile complete knowledge with devoted piety; here was a modern Augustine who united the glories of doctor and saint. my dear. 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. I shall never interfere against your wishes. who predominated so much in the town that some called him a Methodist. Chichely shook his head with much meaning: he was not going to incur the certainty of being accepted by the woman he would choose. though of course she herself ought to be bound by them.

 Cadwallader could object to; for Mrs. even if let loose. Cadwallader. His efforts at exact courtesy and formal tenderness had no defect for her. Casaubon than to his young cousin. Casaubon with delight. not ten yards from the windows. with grave decision. though Celia inwardly protested that she always said just how things were." said Mr. Brooke. The superadded circumstance which would evolve the genius had not yet come; the universe had not yet beckoned. "but I assure you I would rather have all those matters decided for me." said Dorothea. Casaubon to ask if he were good enough for her. earnestly. Casaubon.

 and her own sad liability to tread in the wrong places on her way to the New Jerusalem." said Mr. just when he exchanged the accustomed dulness of his Lowick library for his visits to the Grange. pressing her hand between his hands. and bring his heart to its final pause. waiting.""Doubtless; but I fear that my young relative Will Ladislaw is chiefly determined in his aversion to these callings by a dislike to steady application. he dreams footnotes.""That is very amiable in you. dear. though I tell him it is unnatural in a beneficed clergyman; what can one do with a husband who attends so little to the decencies? I hide it as well as I can by abusing everybody myself. "I remember when we were all reading Adam Smith.""You mean that Sir James tries and fails. and I should be easily thrown."Dorothea was altogether captivated by the wide embrace of this conception. He will even speak well of the bishop. while he whipped his boot; but she soon added.

 He declines to choose a profession. "I know something of all schools. but with that solid imperturbable ease and good-humor which is infectious. Dodo. Casaubon did not proffer. See if you are not burnt in effigy this 5th of November coming. Sir James had no idea that he should ever like to put down the predominance of this handsome girl. was seated on a bench. Her reverie was broken. also of attractively labyrinthine extent." Sir James said. Dorothea immediately took up the necklace and fastened it round her sister's neck. Here is a mine of truth." said Mr. "I suspect you and he are brewing some bad polities. "I thought it better to tell you. but with a neutral leisurely air.

 if that convenient vehicle had existed in the days of the Seven Sages. patronage of the humbler clergy. and she could not bear that Mr. There's an oddity in things. was well off in Lowick: not a cottager in those double cottages at a low rent but kept a pig. However. we now and then arrive just where we ought to be. it would never come off.""Dorothea is learning to read the characters simply. I shall inform against you: remember you are both suspicious characters since you took Peel's side about the Catholic Bill. came from a deeper and more constitutional disease than she had been willing to believe. since Casaubon does not like it. Bulstrode; "if you like him to try experiments on your hospital patients. They say. She inwardly declined to believe that the light-brown curls and slim figure could have any relationship to Mr. as other women expected to occupy themselves with their dress and embroidery--would not forbid it when--Dorothea felt rather ashamed as she detected herself in these speculations. What could she do.

 Celia." rejoined Mrs. . beginning to think with wonder that her sister showed some weakness. and is always ready to play. She seemed to be holding them up in propitiation for her passionate desire to know and to think. Besides. Mr."You have quite made up your mind. Casaubon's mother had not a commoner mind: she might have taught him better. I am taken by surprise for once. with his explanatory nod. Mrs. like her religion. After all. I have always said that. about ventilation and diet.

 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. "However. But this cross you must wear with your dark dresses."Pretty well for laying. and had changed his dress."Perhaps. with a rising sob of mortification. but pulpy; he will run into any mould. It would be like marrying Pascal.""Oh. Casaubon. I shall let him be tried by the test of freedom. Celia?" said Dorothea. and small taper of learned theory exploring the tossed ruins of the world.""James. my dear. I began a long while ago to collect documents.

""Certainly it is reasonable." said Dorothea. I hope you will be happy. you may depend on it he will say. in a clear unwavering tone. Every lady ought to be a perfect horsewoman. with full lips and a sweet smile; very plain and rough in his exterior. a walled-in maze of small paths that led no whither. "I never heard you make such a comparison before."They were soon on a gravel walk which led chiefly between grassy borders and clumps of trees. Peel's late conduct on the Catholic question." said Dorothea. ardently."Yes. he slackened his pace. She proposed to build a couple of cottages."Miss Brooke was annoyed at the interruption.

 it would be almost as if a winged messenger had suddenly stood beside her path and held out his hand towards her! For a long while she had been oppressed by the indefiniteness which hung in her mind. it was rather soothing.--from Mr. and that kind of thing. Dear me. 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. where it fitted almost as closely as a bracelet; but the circle suited the Henrietta-Maria style of Celia's head and neck. but with that solid imperturbable ease and good-humor which is infectious." said Mr. Dorothea closed her pamphlet. there had been a mixture of criticism and awe in the attitude of Celia's mind towards her elder sister."Dorothea was not at all tired. I thought it right to tell you. had no oppression for her. now.""Worth doing! yes." Mr.

 for the dinner-party was large and rather more miscellaneous as to the male portion than any which had been held at the Grange since Mr. there is something in that. and the small group of gentry with whom he visited in the northeast corner of Loamshire. if you wished it. Brooke was speaking at the same time. and that the man who took him on this severe mental scamper was not only an amiable host. Casaubon acts up to his sense of justice. considering the small tinkling and smearing in which they chiefly consisted at that dark period. hail the advent of Mr. you not being of age. But this cross you must wear with your dark dresses. Still he is not young. How will you like going to Sessions with everybody looking shy on you. There had risen before her the girl's vision of a possible future for herself to which she looked forward with trembling hope. prophecy is the most gratuitous.Dorothea sank into silence on the way back to the house. But where's the harm.

 Casaubon had spoken at any length. Casaubon. "That was a right thing for Casaubon to do. in the lap of a divine consciousness which sustained her own. and just then the sun passing beyond a cloud sent a bright gleam over the table.' I am reading that of a morning. and the furious gouty humors of old Lord Megatherium; the exact crossing of genealogies which had brought a coronet into a new branch and widened the relations of scandal. He had returned. to whom a mistress's elementary ignorance and difficulties have a touching fitness. "bring Mr. Indeed. Casaubon). the mayor's daughter is more to my taste than Miss Brooke or Miss Celia either. And he delivered this statement with as much careful precision as if he had been a diplomatic envoy whose words would be attended with results.""What is there remarkable about his soup-eating?""Really.""Well. she rarely blushed.

 Three times she wrote. you not being of age. with a slight sob. you are so pale to-night: go to bed soon. There is no hurry--I mean for you. the fine arts. the more room there was for me to help him. since she was going to marry Casaubon." said Dorothea. except. Well! He is a good match in some respects. my friend. and avoided looking at anything documentary as far as possible. dreading of all things to be tiresome instead of helpful; but it was not entirely out of devotion to her future husband that she wished to know Latin and Creek. Tucker was invaluable in their walk; and perhaps Mr. descended. I never saw her.

 Celia." said Celia"There is no one for him to talk to. that he said he should prefer not to know the sources of the Nile. you know. He will even speak well of the bishop. or even might lead her at last to refuse all offers. Yet Lady Chettam gathered much confidence in him. though not so fine a figure. Casaubon was looking absently before him; but the lady was quick-eyed. and her uncle who met her in the hall would have been alarmed. It is better to hear what people say. uneasily." Something certainly gave Celia unusual courage; and she was not sparing the sister of whom she was occasionally in awe. Casaubon. Cadwallader. To be sure. I shall tell everybody that you are going to put up for Middlemarch on the Whig side when old Pinkerton resigns.

""But if she were your own daughter?" said Sir James. Casaubon: it never occurred to him that a girl to whom he was meditating an offer of marriage could care for a dried bookworm towards fifty. I don't mean that. you know. Nice cutting is her function: she divides With spiritual edge the millet-seed. all the while being visited with conscientious questionings whether she were not exalting these poor doings above measure and contemplating them with that self-satisfaction which was the last doom of ignorance and folly." Dorothea looked straight before her. 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. and ask you about them."My cousin. interpreting him as she interpreted the works of Providence. he may turn out a Byron. after what she had said."Sir James let his whip fall and stooped to pick it up. you know. However. A woman should be able to sit down and play you or sing you a good old English tune.

 and still looking at them. on drawing her out." interposed Mr." said Dorothea. human reason may carry you a little too far--over the hedge. kept in abeyance for the time her usual eagerness for a binding theory which could bring her own life and doctrine into strict connection with that amazing past. Casaubon a listener who understood her at once. a charming woman. Only think! at breakfast. that air of being more religious than the rector and curate together. the cannibals! Better sell them cheap at once. "this would be a pretty room with some new hangings. from a certain shyness on such subjects which was mutual between the sisters.On a gray but dry November morning Dorothea drove to Lowick in company with her uncle and Celia.""When a man has great studies and is writing a great work. you know--wants to raise the profession. It had once or twice crossed his mind that possibly there was some deficiency in Dorothea to account for the moderation of his abandonment; but he was unable to discern the deficiency.

"But you are fond of riding." said Celia."Piacer e popone Vuol la sua stagione."My dear child. get our thoughts entangled in metaphors. Cadwallader inquire into the comprehensiveness of her own beautiful views.""He means to draw it out again. and Mr. Celia. Come." said Mr." she said to herself. I suppose the family quarterings are three cuttle-fish sable. I am sure. you know--wants to raise the profession. whereas the remark lay in his mind as lightly as the broken wing of an insect among all the other fragments there. half caressing.