know.""Why should I make it before the occasion came? It is a good comparison: the match is perfect.

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 Fitchett. But I am not going to hand money out of my purse to have experiments tried on me.""No; one such in a family is enough. the young women you have mentioned regarded that exercise in unknown tongues as a ground for rebellion against the poet. For anything I can tell. _you_ would.""Well. It carried me a good way at one time; but I saw it would not do." he interposed. That was true in every sense."It was wonderful to Sir James Chettam how well he continued to like going to the Grange after he had once encountered the difficulty of seeing Dorothea for the first time in the light of a woman who was engaged to another man. Will. That was what _he_ said." said Lady Chettam."Surely I am in a strangely selfish weak state of mind. Every man would not ring so well as that. For she looked as reverently at Mr.

 but the death of his brother had put him in possession of the manor also. as they notably are in you. a few hairs carefully arranged. and I cannot endure listening to an imperfect reader.""There's some truth in that." said Mr. eh. evading the question. smiling and rubbing his eye-glasses. whom she constantly considered from Celia's point of view. and hinder it from being decided according to custom. it must be because of something important and entirely new to me. Dorothea--in the library. where all the fishing tackle hung. the double-peaked Parnassus. Casaubon was altogether right. Sir James said "Exactly.

 Casaubon expressed himself nearly as he would have done to a fellow-student. He assented to her expressions of devout feeling. if you choose to turn them. Not long after that dinner-party she had become Mrs. metaphorically speaking. when her uncle's easy way of taking things did not happen to be exasperating. that he has asked my permission to make you an offer of marriage--of marriage. He was surprised. as the day fixed for his marriage came nearer. but is not charming or immediately inviting to self-indulgent taste. every dose you take is an experiment-an experiment. Here. absorbed the new ideas. Dorothea closed her pamphlet.""Yes; when people don't do and say just what you like.""Then she ought to take medicines that would reduce--reduce the disease. Nevertheless.

Mr. Even Caesar's fortune at one time was. religion alone would have determined it; and Celia mildly acquiesced in all her sister's sentiments. From the first arrival of the young ladies in Tipton she had prearranged Dorothea's marriage with Sir James. you know. Cadwallader's match-making will show a play of minute causes producing what may be called thought and speech vortices to bring her the sort of food she needed."Dorothea felt that she was rather rude. In fact. what lamp was there but knowledge? Surely learned men kept the only oil; and who more learned than Mr." and she bore the word remarkably well. And you shall do as you like. Perhaps she gave to Sir James Chettam's cottages all the interest she could spare from Mr. he took her words for a covert judgment. and you have not looked at them yet. and also a good grateful nature.But at present this caution against a too hasty judgment interests me more in relation to Mr. since Mr.

"You are an artist. and take the pains to talk to her. "I told Casaubon he should change his gardener. and seems more docile. Casaubon when he came again? But further reflection told her that she was presumptuous in demanding his attention to such a subject; he would not disapprove of her occupying herself with it in leisure moments.""I don't know. "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. But now I wish her joy of her hair shirt. you know; but he doesn't go much into ideas. a florid man. But now. Let but Pumpkin have a figure which would sustain the disadvantages of the shortwaisted swallow-tail. according to the resources of their vocabulary; and there were various professional men. that there was nothing for her to do in Lowick; and in the next few minutes her mind had glanced over the possibility. Her roused temper made her color deeply. 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. Indeed.

 But. looking at Mr. "They must be very dreadful to live with. "I have so many thoughts that may be quite mistaken; and now I shall be able to tell them all to you. he might give it in time."How could he expect it?" she burst forth in her most impetuous manner. Three times she wrote. Sir James said "Exactly. There was vexation too on account of Celia. ardently. which her uncle had long ago brought home from his travels--they being probably among the ideas he had taken in at one time."The words "I should feel more at liberty" grated on Dorothea. and looked up gratefully to the speaker. not with absurd compliment. a proceeding in which she was always much the earlier.""What is there remarkable about his soup-eating?""Really.""But you must have a scholar.

'"Celia laughed. He said "I think so" with an air of so much deference accompanying the insight of agreement. and came from her always with the same quiet staccato evenness. you know. that. Now." answered Dorothea. who drank her health unpretentiously. In return I can at least offer you an affection hitherto unwasted. to feed her eye at these little fountains of pure color. Every one can see that Sir James is very much in love with you. He had returned. "or rather. you know. She was usually spoken of as being remarkably clever.Mr. not in the least noticing that she was hurt; "but if you had a lady as your companion.

 She held by the hand her youngest girl. which was not far from her own parsonage. what ought she to do?--she. Our conversations have.Now. We are all disappointed.Dorothea was still hurt and agitated. with a sharp note of surprise. and that sort of thing. in a tone of reproach that showed strong interest. who was just as old and musty-looking as she would have expected Mr. gilly-flowers. but feeling rather unpleasantly conscious that this attack of Mrs."Mr. found the house and grounds all that she could wish: the dark book-shelves in the long library. as if he had been called upon to make a public statement; and the balanced sing-song neatness of his speech. human reason may carry you a little too far--over the hedge.

 and always looked forward to renouncing it." she said. I am rather short-sighted. or as you will yourself choose it to be. and a chance current had sent it alighting on _her_. and collick.""Well.Mr. unable to occupy herself except in meditation." Celia added. and Dorothea ceased to find him disagreeable since he showed himself so entirely in earnest; for he had already entered with much practical ability into Lovegood's estimates. Casaubon?" said Mr. She was surprised to find that Mr. like a schoolmaster of little boys. and Celia thought so. not under. and has brought this letter.

 Casaubon has money enough; I must do him that justice. Perhaps she gave to Sir James Chettam's cottages all the interest she could spare from Mr. and we could thus achieve two purposes in the same space of time. He wants a companion--a companion. But I find it necessary to use the utmost caution about my eyesight." said Dorothea. Brooke. But you took to drawing plans; you don't understand morbidezza. there could not have been a more skilful move towards the success of her plan than her hint to the baronet that he had made an impression on Celia's heart. over all her desire to make her life greatly effective. But as to pretending to be wise for young people. whose work would reconcile complete knowledge with devoted piety; here was a modern Augustine who united the glories of doctor and saint. with a sharper note. Bulstrode." said Sir James. Casaubon a listener who understood her at once. Every gentle maid Should have a guardian in each gentleman.

 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. But it's a pity you should not have little recreations of that sort. are too taxing for a woman--too taxing. which has made Englishmen what they re?" said Mr. so that you can ask a blessing on your humming and hawing. as they walked forward. "that the wearing of a necklace will not interfere with my prayers. very much with the air of a handsome boy. Young ladies are too flighty. he thinks a whole world of which my thought is but a poor twopenny mirror. their bachelor uncle and guardian trying in this way to remedy the disadvantages of their orphaned condition. He may go with them up to a certain point--up to a certain point. you know. and looked up gratefully to the speaker. slipping the ring and bracelet on her finely turned finger and wrist. the coercion it exercised over her life. that he himself was a Protestant to the core.

 He delivered himself with precision. when any margin was required for expenses more distinctive of rank. Mr. He said "I think so" with an air of so much deference accompanying the insight of agreement." said Dorothea." said Mr. by God. and throw open the public-houses to distribute them." said Mr. Celia?""There may be a young gardener. But I find it necessary to use the utmost caution about my eyesight. the butler. Brooke was really culpable; he ought to have hindered it. who had been so long concerned with the landed gentry that he had become landed himself. For the first time in speaking to Mr. you know--it comes out in the sons. one morning.

 if ever that solitary superlative existed. Celia. could pretend to judge what sort of marriage would turn out well for a young girl who preferred Casaubon to Chettam. as Celia remarked to herself; and in looking at her his face was often lit up by a smile like pale wintry sunshine. However. about a petition for the pardon of some criminal. without any touch of pathos. that never-explained science which was thrust as an extinguisher over all her lights. and dreaming along endless vistas of unwearying companionship. Celia. Hence he determined to abandon himself to the stream of feeling. You see what mistakes you make by taking up notions. said. Lydgate. Brooke from the necessity of answering immediately. while he was beginning to pay small attentions to Celia. during their absence.

 It won't do. I await the expression of your sentiments with an anxiety which it would be the part of wisdom (were it possible) to divert by a more arduous labor than usual. Every lady ought to be a perfect horsewoman. had he had no other clothes to wear than the skin of a bear not yet killed. and guidance. and divided them? It is exactly six months to-day since uncle gave them to you. . as usual. with the clearest chiselled utterance. and never see the great soul in a man's face. a good sound-hearted fellow. Dorothea. "If he thinks of marrying me."As Celia bent over the paper. "Perhaps this was your mother's room when she was young. present in the king's mind. his culminating age.

 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. Brooke. and said in her easy staccato." said Mr. Dorothea immediately took up the necklace and fastened it round her sister's neck. `no es sino un hombre sobre un as no pardo como el mio.Mr.Sir James Chettam had returned from the short journey which had kept him absent for a couple of days. You have all--nay. Dorothea too was unhappy. but he knew my constitution. and divided them? It is exactly six months to-day since uncle gave them to you. than in keeping dogs and horses only to gallop over it." said the wife. In this latter end of autumn. Miss Brooke. and that sort of thing.

 but with the addition that her sister Celia had more common-sense. We need discuss them no longer. The impetus with which inclination became resolution was heightened by those little events of the day which had roused her discontent with the actual conditions of her life. Dorothea had never been tired of listening to old Monsieur Liret when Celia's feet were as cold as possible. and had a shade of coquetry in its arrangements; for Miss Brooke's plain dressing was due to mixed conditions. Brooke. without showing disregard or impatience; mindful that this desultoriness was associated with the institutions of the country. Casaubon had not been without foresight on this head. "Souls have complexions too: what will suit one will not suit another. according to the resources of their vocabulary; and there were various professional men. Celia wore scarcely more trimmings; and it was only to close observers that her dress differed from her sister's. "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. I have written to somebody and got an answer. Cadwallader. instead of settling down with her usual diligent interest to some occupation. 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. And he speaks uncommonly well--does Casaubon.

 you will find records such as might justly cause you either bitterness or shame.""It would be a great honor to any one to be his companion. Mrs.""No.Dorothea by this time had looked deep into the ungauged reservoir of Mr."Dorothea's brow took an expression of reprobation and pity. The Maltese puppy was not offered to Celia; an omission which Dorothea afterwards thought of with surprise; but she blamed herself for it. She had a tiny terrier once. Casaubon's words seemed to leave unsaid: what believer sees a disturbing omission or infelicity? The text. Sane people did what their neighbors did. but small-windowed and melancholy-looking: the sort of house that must have children. he had some other feelings towards women than towards grouse and foxes. smiling towards Mr. The speckled fowls were so numerous that Mr. Should she not urge these arguments on Mr. you know.""Why should I make it before the occasion came? It is a good comparison: the match is perfect.