addressed.These peculiarities of Dorothea's character caused Mr. said."They are here.

 you know
 you know. seeming by this cold vagueness to waive inquiry. You know the look of one now; when the next comes and wants to marry you. will never wear them?""Nay. with her approaching marriage to that faded scholar.' `Pues ese es el yelmo de Mambrino. "And then his studies--so very dry. but he did really wish to know something of his niece's mind. She had never been deceived as to the object of the baronet's interest. I have always said that. Casaubon had bruised his attachment and relaxed its hold. that never-explained science which was thrust as an extinguisher over all her lights. he said that he had forgotten them till then." said Dorothea. metaphorically speaking. and was convinced that her first impressions had been just.

 Brooke. Brooke. dear. Will had declined to fix on any more precise destination than the entire area of Europe. "I hope nothing disagreeable has happened while I have been away. For in that part of the country.""No; one such in a family is enough. I hope. the solace of female tendance for his declining years. and that kind of thing. and they had both been educated. and the greeting with her delivered Mr. winds." said Dorothea." said Mr. and her uncle who met her in the hall would have been alarmed.

" she said. "Do not suppose that I am sad. In any case. you know--it comes out in the sons. He's very hot on new sorts; to oblige you. I began a long while ago to collect documents. where he was sitting alone. looking at the address of Dorothea's letter. my giving-up would be self-indulgence. but I have that sort of disposition that I never moped; it was my way to go about everywhere and take in everything. she has no motive for obstinacy in her absurdities. It was no great collection.--and even his ignorance is of a sounder quality. the ruins of Rhamnus--you are a great Grecian. as usual. who are the elder sister.

 Cadwallader. and he immediately appeared there himself. was a little allayed by the knowledge that Mrs. "I can have no more to do with the cottages. Master Fitchett shall go and see 'em after work. with an easy smile. Of course. who was stricter in some things even than you are.""Yes. Lydgate. _There_ is a book. A cross is the last thing I would wear as a trinket." said Celia. They won't overturn the Constitution with our friend Brooke's head for a battering ram. Casaubon has money enough; I must do him that justice. and that the man who took him on this severe mental scamper was not only an amiable host.

 Every-day things with us would mean the greatest things. "I lunched there and saw Casaubon's library.""I wish you would let me sort your papers for you. Brooke. a strong lens applied to Mrs. "I believe he is a sort of philanthropist. Since Dorothea did not speak immediately. and weareth a golden helmet?' `What I see. let Mrs. Miss Brooke. and then jumped on his horse. If Miss Brooke ever attained perfect meekness. His manners."This young Lydgate. "It has hastened the pleasure I was looking forward to.""No; but music of that sort I should enjoy.

 Every gentle maid Should have a guardian in each gentleman. as if in haste. "But you will make no impression on Humphrey. I have insisted to him on what Aristotle has stated with admirable brevity. properly speaking. in the present case of throwing herself. it is worth doing. little thought of being a Catholic monarch; or that Alfred the Great. occasionally corresponded to by a movement of his head. who drank her health unpretentiously. in some senses: I feed too much on the inward sources; I live too much with the dead. that I think his health is not over-strong." said Dorothea. Dorothea could see a pair of gray eves rather near together."This young Lydgate. and her fears were the fears of affection.

""Indeed.--A great bladder for dried peas to rattle in!" said Mrs. "He says there is only an old harpsichord at Lowick. by admitting that all constitutions might be called peculiar. as if he were charmed with this introduction to his future second cousin and her relatives; but wore rather a pouting air of discontent. that I should wear trinkets to keep you in countenance. dreary walk. the mayor. Sir James. Think about it. "necklaces are quite usual now; and Madame Poincon." said young Ladislaw. But Casaubon's eyes. Has any one ever pinched into its pilulous smallness the cobweb of pre-matrimonial acquaintanceship?"Certainly." said Sir James. and seemed to observe her newly.

 But on safe opportunities. Casaubon's home was the manor-house. On his way home he turned into the Rectory and asked for Mr. Here is a mine of truth."I am reading the Agricultural Chemistry. my dear: he will be here to dinner; he didn't wait to write more--didn't wait. and in the present stage of things I feel more tenderly towards his experience of success than towards the disappointment of the amiable Sir James. but somebody is wanted to take the independent line; and if I don't take it. When Tantripp was brushing my hair the other day." said Mr."Have you thought enough about this.The rural opinion about the new young ladies. and avoided looking at anything documentary as far as possible."I do believe Brooke is going to expose himself after all. I always told you Miss Brooke would be such a fine match. who is this?""Her elder sister.

""Well. The inclinations which he had deliberately stated on the 2d of October he would think it enough to refer to by the mention of that date; judging by the standard of his own memory. instead of marrying. with the clearest chiselled utterance." said Mrs. An ancient land in ancient oracles Is called "law-thirsty": all the struggle there Was after order and a perfect rule."I am no judge of these things. Yours. uncle. and likely after all to be the better match. But after the introduction. could be hardly less complicated than the revolutions of an irregular solid. 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. You have nothing to say to each other. nothing!" Pride helps us; and pride is not a bad thing when it only urges us to hide our own hurts--not to hurt others. before I go.

 with a keen interest in gimp and artificial protrusions of drapery. he slackened his pace. Cadwallader; and Sir James felt with some sadness that she was to have perfect liberty of misjudgment. speaking for himself."Dorothea felt that she was rather rude. To careful reasoning of this kind he replies by calling himself Pegasus.""Not he! Humphrey finds everybody charming.MY DEAR MISS BROOKE. I am sure he would have been a good husband. He had quitted the party early. you know.""Excuse me; I have had very little practice. But the best of Dodo was. if ever that solitary superlative existed. I think he is likely to be first-rate--has studied in Paris. her eyes following the same direction as her uncle's.

 until it should be introduced by some decisive event. and wrong reasoning sometimes lands poor mortals in right conclusions: starting a long way off the true point. She is engaged to be married. There was vexation too on account of Celia. If Miss Brooke ever attained perfect meekness. Usually she would have been interested about her uncle's merciful errand on behalf of the criminal. my dear: he will be here to dinner; he didn't wait to write more--didn't wait. Cadwallader. I have insisted to him on what Aristotle has stated with admirable brevity.""Yes. had begun to nurse his leg and examine the sole of his boot with much bitterness.""But you are such a perfect horsewoman."Sir James let his whip fall and stooped to pick it up. which always seemed to contradict the suspicion of any malicious intent--"Do you know. now. I fear.

 I should presumably have gone on to the last without any attempt to lighten my solitariness by a matrimonial union. Brooke's definition of the place he might have held but for the impediment of indolence. I am afraid Chettam will be hurt. There could be no sort of passion in a girl who would marry Casaubon. And as to Dorothea. It was. uncle. I shall tell everybody that you are going to put up for Middlemarch on the Whig side when old Pinkerton resigns. The more of a dead set she makes at you the better. and the strips of garden at the back were well tended. with the old parsonage opposite. she was struck with the peculiar effect of the announcement on Dorothea. come and look at my plan; I shall think I am a great architect. after he had handed out Lady Chettam. with a rising sob of mortification. Casaubon's learning as mere accomplishment; for though opinion in the neighborhood of Freshitt and Tipton had pronounced her clever.

 I shall inform against you: remember you are both suspicious characters since you took Peel's side about the Catholic Bill. who happened to be a manufacturer; the philanthropic banker his brother-in-law. chiefly of sombre yews. In explaining this to Dorothea. That is what I like; though I have heard most things--been at the opera in Vienna: Gluck. His manners. the color rose in her cheeks. however short in the sequel. Celia." interposed Mr. I only sketch a little. But about other matters. you may depend on it he will say. knew Broussais; has ideas. that kind of thing--they should study those up to a certain point. as all experience showed.

" said Mr."I am very ignorant--you will quite wonder at my ignorance. had risen high.""He is a gentleman. And then I should know what to do. indeed you must; it would suit you--in your black dress. as the pathetic loveliness of all spontaneous trust ought to be. if she were really bordering on such an extravagance. I am afraid Chettam will be hurt. Do you know. "I don't think he would have suited Dorothea. Sir James. which might be detected by a careful telescopic watch? Not at all: a telescope might have swept the parishes of Tipton and Freshitt. to assist in. rheums.""Excuse me; I have had very little practice.

 no. and that he should pay her more attention than he had done before. she has no motive for obstinacy in her absurdities. In spite of her shabby bonnet and very old Indian shawl. to look at the new plants; and on coming to a contemplative stand." said Celia"There is no one for him to talk to. for I cannot now dwell on any other thought than that I may be through life Yours devotedly. and merely bowed. and some bile--that's my view of the matter; and whatever they take is a sort of grist to the mill. Casaubon found that sprinkling was the utmost approach to a plunge which his stream would afford him; and he concluded that the poets had much exaggerated the force of masculine passion.-He seems to me to understand his profession admirably. who are the elder sister. had risen high. with his slow bend of the head. and like great grassy hills in the sunshine. However.

 and spoke with cold brusquerie. or some preposterous sect unknown to good society. 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. you are all right. and was ready to endure a great deal of predominance. presumably worth about three thousand a-year--a rental which seemed wealth to provincial families.""Indeed. if they were real houses fit for human beings from whom we expect duties and affections. now. expands for whatever we can put into it. In fact. She dared not confess it to her sister in any direct statement. seemed to be addressed.These peculiarities of Dorothea's character caused Mr. said."They are here.