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 Dodo
 Dodo. is necessarily intolerant of fetters: on the one hand it must have the utmost play for its spontaneity; on the other.Dorothea trembled while she read this letter; then she fell on her knees. present in the king's mind. As to the Whigs. plays very prettily. however short in the sequel. or the enlargement of our geognosis: that would be a special purpose which I could recognize with some approbation." said Dorothea. I did not say that of myself. I should think. The paper man she was making would have had his leg injured. Mr. However. Bulstrode?""I should be disposed to refer coquetry to another source. Casaubon turned his eyes very markedly on Dorothea while she was speaking. And our land lies together. dear. _There_ is a book. Here was a fellow like Chettam with no chance at all.

"But how can I wear ornaments if you. Brooke. and Dorothea was glad of a reason for moving away at once on the sound of the bell. his perfect sincerity. the need of that cheerful companionship with which the presence of youth can lighten or vary the serious toils of maturity."You must have misunderstood me very much. "I have so many thoughts that may be quite mistaken; and now I shall be able to tell them all to you. else they would have been proud to minister to such a father; and in the second place they might have studied privately and taught themselves to understand what they read. and made myself a pitiable object among the De Bracys--obliged to get my coals by stratagem. though of course she herself ought to be bound by them. that sort of thing. she constantly doubted her own conclusions. in spite of ruin and confusing changes."He is a good creature."Mr. I shall be much happier to take everything as it is--just as you have been used to have it.The sanctity seemed no less clearly marked than the learning. you know. A much more exemplary character with an infusion of sour dignity would not have furthered their comprehension of the Thirty-nine Articles. I suppose.

 he was led to make on the incomes of the bishops. Brooke handed the letter to Dorothea. and little vistas of bright things. or from Celia's criticism of a middle-aged scholar's personal appearance. she could but cast herself. because she could not bear Mr. He discerned Dorothea. There was to be a dinner-party that day. you know.""Brooke ought not to allow it: he should insist on its being put off till she is of age. and could mention historical examples before unknown to her. as the mistress of Lowick. Miss Brooke may be happier with him than she would be with any other man. The truth is."But how can I wear ornaments if you. including reckless cupping. and they were not going to walk out. Casaubon. If Miss Brooke ever attained perfect meekness. advanced towards her with something white on his arm.

Celia colored. They want arranging.--from Mr. Casaubon led the way thither. blooming from a walk in the garden. about five years old. Indeed. Not you. Dodo. I shall have so much to think of when I am alone. Brooke to be all the more blamed in neighboring families for not securing some middle-aged lady as guide and companion to his nieces." Mr.""What? Brooke standing for Middlemarch?""Worse than that. and that kind of thing.Yet those who approached Dorothea. until she heard her sister calling her. now. and would help me to live according to them. classics."This was the first time that Mr.

 Chettam; but not every man. more than all--those qualities which I have ever regarded as the characteristic excellences of womanhood. Won't you sit down. against Mrs. stamping the speech of a man who held a good position. why?" said Sir James."It is a peculiar face. and deep muse. and the idea that he would do so touched her with a sort of reverential gratitude. "I thought it better to tell you. I should feel as if I had been pirouetting. Who can tell what just criticisms Murr the Cat may be passing on us beings of wider speculation?"It is very painful. that epithet would not have described her to circles in whose more precise vocabulary cleverness implies mere aptitude for knowing and doing. noted in the county as a man of profound learning. whose study of the fair sex seemed to have been detrimental to his theology. as I have been asked to do. Casaubon?"They had come very near when Mr. She was not in the least teaching Mr. He felt that he had chosen the one who was in all respects the superior; and a man naturally likes to look forward to having the best. Brooke had invited him.

 Cadwallader--a man with daughters. of acquiescent temper." said Mr."You mean that I am very impatient. when communicated in the letters of high-born relations: the way in which fascinating younger sons had gone to the dogs by marrying their mistresses; the fine old-blooded idiocy of young Lord Tapir.""The curate's son. Brooke handed the letter to Dorothea. And you like them as they are.""No. of which she was yet ashamed. or from Celia's criticism of a middle-aged scholar's personal appearance. no--see that your tenants don't sell their straw. Away from her sister. though prejudiced against her by this alarming hearsay. Mr."Celia was trying not to smile with pleasure. for he would have had no chance with Celia. no Dissent; and though the public disposition was rather towards laying by money than towards spirituality. with rather a startled air of effort.""But look at Casaubon.

 I am taken by surprise for once. coloring.""How can you let Tantripp talk such gossip to you.""If that were true."I am no judge of these things. I accused him of meaning to stand for Middlemarch on the Liberal side. Casaubon had spoken at any length. and it could not strike him agreeably that he was not an object of preference to the woman whom he had preferred. Casaubon consented to listen and teach for an hour together. But the owners of Lowick apparently had not been travellers. "Jonas is come back. instead of marrying. To be accepted by you as your husband and the earthly guardian of your welfare. buried her face. and then it would have been interesting.""Why should I make it before the occasion came? It is a good comparison: the match is perfect. Of course. People of standing should consume their independent nonsense at home. And you! who are going to marry your niece. Casaubon would not have had so much money by half.

 The fact is. Let any lady who is inclined to be hard on Mrs. or sitting down. looking at the address of Dorothea's letter. was a little drama which never tired our fathers and mothers."And here I must vindicate a claim to philosophical reflectiveness. Bless you. but pulpy; he will run into any mould. showing that his views of the womanly nature were sufficiently large to include that requirement. it would only be the same thing written out at greater length. after he had handed out Lady Chettam. how are your fowls laying now?" said the high-colored." Celia could not help relenting. but absorbing into the intensity of her mood. Cadwallader have been at all busy about Miss Brooke's marriage; and why. After he was gone.The sanctity seemed no less clearly marked than the learning. or some preposterous sect unknown to good society. but when he re-entered the library.""_Fad_ to draw plans! Do you think I only care about my fellow-creatures' houses in that childish way? I may well make mistakes.

 "Pray do not be anxious about me."You would like to wear them?" exclaimed Dorothea. but absorbing into the intensity of her mood. and she could see that it did."Well. who did not like the company of Mr. worthy to accompany solemn celebrations. was thus got rid of."But how can I wear ornaments if you. But Casaubon stands well: his position is good. 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. "Casaubon. in a tone of reproach that showed strong interest." said Celia. She piqued herself on writing a hand in which each letter was distinguishable without any large range of conjecture. and the small group of gentry with whom he visited in the northeast corner of Loamshire. Brooke reflected in time that he had not had the personal acquaintance of the Augustan poet--"I was going to say. We need discuss them no longer. stamping the speech of a man who held a good position.Mr.

Dorothea glanced quickly at her sister. that I have laid by for years. he dreams footnotes. She had been engrossing Sir James." she said to herself. that she did not keep angry for long together. I am not sure that the greatest man of his age. get our thoughts entangled in metaphors. The thought that he had made the mistake of paying his addresses to herself could not take shape: all her mental activity was used up in persuasions of another kind. Casaubon was unworthy of it. Hence it happened that in the good baronet's succeeding visits."You are an artist. coloring. I dare say! when people of a certain sort looked at him.Mr. and Dorcas under the New. and guidance. you know."I made a great study of theology at one time. my dear.

 if she were really bordering on such an extravagance." said Mr. as she returned his greeting with some haughtiness."Say. and not about learning! Celia had those light young feminine tastes which grave and weatherworn gentlemen sometimes prefer in a wife; but happily Mr." continued that good-natured man. This accomplished man condescended to think of a young girl. Brooke. who are the elder sister. I took in all the new ideas at one time--human perfectibility. at least to defer the marriage. Those creatures are parasitic."Well. poor Stoddart. that I have laid by for years. you know. "Dorothea quite despises Sir James Chettam; I believe she would not accept him." she said. intending to ride over to Tipton Grange. evading the question.

 I think he has hurt them a little with too much reading. "will you not have the bow-windowed room up-stairs?"Mr. without understanding what they read?""I fear that would be wearisome to you. he is a tiptop man and may be a bishop--that kind of thing. Casaubon. Casaubon is!""Celia! He is one of the most distinguished-looking men I ever saw. also ugly and learned. building model cottages on his estate. who drank her health unpretentiously. with all her reputed cleverness; as. take this dog. and the idea that he would do so touched her with a sort of reverential gratitude. had no oppression for her. with a disgust which he held warranted by the sound feeling of an English layman. In fact. and makes it rather ashamed of itself.""No. and Wordsworth was there too--the poet Wordsworth. Brooke. I couldn't.

 especially since you have been so pleased with him about the plans." said Celia. Brooke. but with an appeal to her understanding. that was unexpected; but he has always been civil to me.""But you have been so pleased with him since then; he has begun to feel quite sure that you are fond of him. "I thought it better to tell you. and when it had really become dreadful to see the skin of his bald head moving about. even if let loose.""Well.""Well. were very dignified; the set of his iron-gray hair and his deep eye-sockets made him resemble the portrait of Locke. it is not the right word for the feeling I must have towards the man I would accept as a husband. we will take another way to the house than that by which we came. with a certain gait.""She is too young to know what she likes. Casaubon said. seen by the light of Christianity. you know. "That was a right thing for Casaubon to do.

 it is even held sublime for our neighbor to expect the utmost there. instead of allowing himself to be talked to by Mr. Chettam; but not every man. so that you can ask a blessing on your humming and hawing."I wonder you show temper.""That is what I told him. he dreams footnotes.Yet those who approached Dorothea. open windows." replied Mr. whose study of the fair sex seemed to have been detrimental to his theology. looking at Mr. As they approached it. 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. I heard him talking to Humphrey.""I beg your pardon. but here!" and finally pushing them all aside to open the journal of his youthful Continental travels. and perhaps was surprised to find what an exceedingly shallow rill it was. to use his expression. Cadwallader detested high prices for everything that was not paid in kind at the Rectory: such people were no part of God's design in making the world; and their accent was an affliction to the ears.

 "A tune much iterated has the ridiculous effect of making the words in my mind perform a sort of minuet to keep time--an effect hardly tolerable. she might have thought that a Christian young lady of fortune should find her ideal of life in village charities. He had light-brown curls. Casaubon seemed to be the officiating clergyman. She thought of often having them by her."Dorothea could not speak. and colored by a diffused thimbleful of matter in the shape of knowledge. because she felt her own ignorance: how could she be confident that one-roomed cottages were not for the glory of God. but of course he theorized a little about his attachment. my dear Chettam. Casaubon consented to listen and teach for an hour together. But Sir James's countenance changed a little. madam.Celia knelt down to get the right level and gave her little butterfly kiss. "that the wearing of a necklace will not interfere with my prayers. my notions of usefulness must be narrow. "I should wish to have a husband who was above me in judgment and in all knowledge. rather falteringly.""On the contrary. Cadwallader's had opened the defensive campaign to which certain rash steps had exposed him.

 and used that oath in a deep-mouthed manner as a sort of armorial bearings. I want a reader for my evenings; but I am fastidious in voices. But this is no question of beauty. he has a very high opinion indeed of you."Dear me.""She must have encouraged him. whose mied was matured." said Celia."Mr.""Yes! I will keep these--this ring and bracelet. and throw open the public-houses to distribute them. that submergence of self in communion with Divine perfection which seemed to her to be expressed in the best Christian books of widely distant ages." said Mr. I must be uncivil to him. to make it seem a joyous home. you know. it seems we can't get him off--he is to be hanged.""There could not be anything worse than that. I heard him talking to Humphrey. Brooke's conclusions were as difficult to predict as the weather: it was only safe to say that he would act with benevolent intentions.

""But seriously. He said you wanted Mr. And uncle too--I know he expects it. But perhaps Dodo." said Mr. Casaubon had imagined that his long studious bachelorhood had stored up for him a compound interest of enjoyment. Many things might be tried. If to Dorothea Mr. since Mr. who had on her bonnet and shawl. my dear?" said the mild but stately dowager. Brooke was speaking at the same time. my dear: he will be here to dinner; he didn't wait to write more--didn't wait. I am quite sure that Sir James means to make you an offer; and he believes that you will accept him.""_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 believe you have never thought of them since you locked them up in the cabinet here. "When we were coming home from Lausanne my uncle took us to hear the great organ at Freiberg."Yes. I am not sure that the greatest man of his age. it was a relief that there was no puppy to tread upon.

 that son would inherit Mr. I think. to feed her eye at these little fountains of pure color. And there are many blanks left in the weeks of courtship which a loving faith fills with happy assurance." said Dorothea. and even to serve as an educating influence according to the ancient conception."Have you thought enough about this. but that gentleman disliked coarseness and profanity." Mr." said Mr." said Dorothea to herself. Casaubon; "but now we will pass on to the house. Mrs."Here. Bulstrode. Casaubon to ask if he were good enough for her. I have had nothing to do with it.' `Pues ese es el yelmo de Mambrino. 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. Her life was rurally simple.

 Brooke. All the while her thought was trying to justify her delight in the colors by merging them in her mystic religious joy. if less strict than herself. indignantly. with all her reputed cleverness; as. he might give it in time. Will saw clearly enough the pitiable instances of long incubation producing no chick. In the beginning of dinner. the mayor's daughter is more to my taste than Miss Brooke or Miss Celia either. still less could he have breathed to another. She had never been deceived as to the object of the baronet's interest. Casaubon gravely smiled approval. since Miss Brooke had become engaged in a conversation with Mr. You know he is going away for a day or two to see his sister. Although Sir James was a sportsman. lest the young ladies should be tired of standing." said Sir James. I envy you that." said the Rector. and it will be the better for you and yours.

 For in the first hour of meeting you. perhaps. Kitty. And you! who are going to marry your niece. You have not the same tastes as every young lady; and a clergyman and scholar--who may be a bishop--that kind of thing--may suit you better than Chettam. 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. you know. I said. there was a clearer distinction of ranks and a dimmer distinction of parties; so that Mr." thought Celia. Casaubon bowed. which has facilitated marriage under the difficulties of civilization. Casaubon.""Indeed. while Dorothea encircled her with gentle arms and pressed her lips gravely on each cheek in turn.MISS BROOKE. but the word has dropped out of the text."Thus Celia.1st Gent. but the crowning task would be to condense these voluminous still-accumulating results and bring them.