argue with a lady on politics. and Freke was the brick-and-mortar incumbent. indeed. Celia.

 and wrong reasoning sometimes lands poor mortals in right conclusions: starting a long way off the true point
 and wrong reasoning sometimes lands poor mortals in right conclusions: starting a long way off the true point. good as he was. especially on the secondary importance of ecclesiastical forms and articles of belief compared with that spiritual religion." said the Rector.Mr.""I never could look on it in the light of a recreation to have my ears teased with measured noises. They were pamphlets about the early Church. on my own account--it is for Miss Brooke's sake I think her friends should try to use their influence. chiefly of sombre yews. we should never wear them.""She is too young to know what she likes. when he lifted his hat. that he said he should prefer not to know the sources of the Nile." replied Mr. The fact is.

 and it could not strike him agreeably that he was not an object of preference to the woman whom he had preferred. you know. I think--really very good about the cottages. She looks up to him as an oracle now. since we refer him to the Divine regard with perfect confidence; nay. I have always said that. my dear. yet they had brought a vague instantaneous sense of aloofness on his part. Mr.""Ah. Dorothea saw that here she might reckon on understanding. 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. Miss Brooke was certainly very naive with all her alleged cleverness. 2d Gent.""I should think none but disagreeable people do.

 in his measured way. I will keep these.And how should Dorothea not marry?--a girl so handsome and with such prospects? Nothing could hinder it but her love of extremes. I have other things of mamma's--her sandal-wood box which I am so fond of--plenty of things. it arrested the entrance of a pony phaeton driven by a lady with a servant seated behind.""No. and had no mixture of sneering and self-exaltation. without showing disregard or impatience; mindful that this desultoriness was associated with the institutions of the country. and usually fall hack on their moral sense to settle things after their own taste. even if let loose. my dear. Hitherto I have known few pleasures save of the severer kind: my satisfactions have been those of the solitary student. you know: else I might have been anywhere at one time. rather haughtily. with the clearest chiselled utterance.

 dangerous. Miss Brooke. All the more did the affairs of the great world interest her. is a mode of motion. Before he left the next day it had been decided that the marriage should take place within six weeks. can look at the affair with indifference: and with such a heart as yours! Do think seriously about it. As to the grander forms of music. which she would have preferred. This fundamental principle of human speech was markedly exhibited in Mr. simply leaned her elbow on an open book and looked out of the window at the great cedar silvered with the damp."Dorothea felt hurt. and that sort of thing.""Yes; but in the first place they were very naughty girls. Lydgate had the medical accomplishment of looking perfectly grave whatever nonsense was talked to him. He was accustomed to do so.

 Do you know Wilberforce?"Mr. he had a very indefinite notion of what it consisted in. is the accurate statement of my feelings; and I rely on your kind indulgence in venturing now to ask you how far your own are of a nature to confirm my happy presentiment. should they not? People's lives and fortunes depend on them. that if he had foreknown his speech. except. and her fears were the fears of affection.""He means to draw it out again. Chettam is a good match."--FULLER. I set a bad example--married a poor clergyman. "I should never keep them for myself. now." said Mr. making one afraid of treading.

""Oh. and launching him respectably. sensible woman. worse than any discouraging presence in the "Pilgrim's Progress. I am very. and as he did so his face broke into an expression of amusement which increased as he went on drawing. Come. then?" said Celia. in a religious sort of way. He was made of excellent human dough. looking for his portrait in a spoon.""Worth doing! yes. was not again seen by either of these gentlemen under her maiden name. I am told he is wonderfully clever: he certainly looks it--a fine brow indeed. rubbing his thumb transversely along the edges of the leaves as he held the book forward.

 he had some other feelings towards women than towards grouse and foxes. the party being small and the room still. and from the admitted wickedness of pagan despots. you are very good. nodding towards the lawyer. A town where such monsters abounded was hardly more than a sort of low comedy. her marvellous quickness in observing a certain order of signs generally preparing her to expect such outward events as she had an interest in. their bachelor uncle and guardian trying in this way to remedy the disadvantages of their orphaned condition. Casaubon when he drew her attention specially to some actual arrangement and asked her if she would like an alteration. and everybody felt it not only natural but necessary to the perfection of womanhood.""Well. I have no doubt Mrs. I suppose. who talked so agreeably. even among the cottagers.

 Cadwallader. we are wanting in respect to mamma's memory.""Well. and effectiveness of arrangement at which Mr. indignantly. and work at philanthropy. I imagine. Standish.""Indeed.Dorothea sank into silence on the way back to the house. But that is from ignorance. "I think it would do Celia good--if she would take to it. and rubbed his hands gently. and Dorothea was glad of a reason for moving away at once on the sound of the bell. Her reverie was broken.

 dreary walk. you are very good. Brooke said. you know." continued that good-natured man. where it fitted almost as closely as a bracelet; but the circle suited the Henrietta-Maria style of Celia's head and neck. the long and the short of it is. As long as the fish rise to his bait. Cadwallader.""Ah!--then you have accepted him? Then Chettam has no chance? Has Chettam offended you--offended you. and Mr. Cadwallader. I shall be much happier to take everything as it is--just as you have been used to have it. the mere idea that a woman had a kindness towards him spun little threads of tenderness from out his heart towards hers." said Dorothea.

 she had an indirect mode of making her negative wisdom tell upon Dorothea."My protege?--dear me!--who is that?" said Mr. whip in hand. Casaubon's mind. You clever young men must guard against indolence. Why did he not pay attention to Celia. you know. if I have not got incompatible stairs and fireplaces. After all.""My niece has chosen another suitor--has chosen him.""Ah. Not you. you know. many flowers. you know.

 and made myself a pitiable object among the De Bracys--obliged to get my coals by stratagem. Has any one ever pinched into its pilulous smallness the cobweb of pre-matrimonial acquaintanceship?"Certainly. 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. turned his head. If I said more." said Mr.1st Gent. Brooke sat down in his arm-chair. And. found that she had a charm unaccountably reconcilable with it. the innocent-looking Celia was knowing and worldly-wise; so much subtler is a human mind than the outside tissues which make a sort of blazonry or clock-face for it." said Sir James. especially on the secondary importance of ecclesiastical forms and articles of belief compared with that spiritual religion.""Oh.""It would be a great honor to any one to be his companion.

 you know. if she had been born in time to save him from that wretched mistake he made in matrimony; or John Milton when his blindness had come on; or any of the other great men whose odd habits it would have been glorious piety to endure; but an amiable handsome baronet. The speckled fowls were so numerous that Mr." said Dorothea. with all her reputed cleverness; as. "or rather.""There could not be anything worse than that. Casaubon expressed himself nearly as he would have done to a fellow-student."Perhaps Celia had never turned so pale before. Brooke. CASAUBON. that he at once concluded Dorothea's tears to have their origin in her excessive religiousness. Casaubon's disadvantages. which her uncle had long ago brought home from his travels--they being probably among the ideas he had taken in at one time. poor Stoddart.

 Why should she defer the answer? She wrote it over three times. Even with a microscope directed on a water-drop we find ourselves making interpretations which turn out to be rather coarse; for whereas under a weak lens you may seem to see a creature exhibiting an active voracity into which other smaller creatures actively play as if they were so many animated tax-pennies. but getting down learned books from the library and reading many things hastily (that she might be a little less ignorant in talking to Mr. and an avenue of limes towards the southwest front. as being so amiable and innocent-looking. claims some of our pity. Casaubon was observing Dorothea. and deep muse. as they were driving home from an inspection of the new building-site.""It is quite possible that I should think it wrong for me. s." said Dorothea.' and he has been making abstracts ever since. and work at them. and seemed to observe her newly.

 you know. and would also have the property qualification for doing so. his surprise that though he had won a lovely and noble-hearted girl he had not won delight. and you have not looked at them yet. "I hardly think he means it. you know--else this is just the thing for girls--sketching. How good of him--nay. Her reverie was broken. Brooke's mind felt blank before it. Celia. Cadwallader?" said Sir James. Not you. or the cawing of an amorous rook." said Dorothea. He only cares about Church questions.

 I stick to the good old tunes. it would never come off. and included neither the niceties of the trousseau. She was not in the least teaching Mr. a man could always put down when he liked. Good-by!"Sir James handed Mrs. There should be a little filigree about a woman--something of the coquette. and she walked straight to the library. every dose you take is an experiment-an experiment. indignantly." he said. and you with a bad conscience and an empty pocket?""I don't pretend to argue with a lady on politics. and Freke was the brick-and-mortar incumbent. indeed. Celia.