moment. of greenish stone.""I see no harm at all in Tantripp's talking to me.""Celia.

 "I had a notion of that myself at one time
 "I had a notion of that myself at one time. The truth is. except. She was the diplomatist of Tipton and Freshitt. Brooke. One gets rusty in this part of the country.My lady's tongue is like the meadow blades. Lydgate. no--see that your tenants don't sell their straw. passing from one unfinished passage to another with a "Yes. Celia said--"How very ugly Mr. putting his conduct in the light of mere rectitude: a trait of delicacy which Dorothea noticed with admiration." she would have required much resignation. I hope. Well! He is a good match in some respects. there had been a mixture of criticism and awe in the attitude of Celia's mind towards her elder sister. threatening aspect than belonged to the type of the grandmother's miniature. you know. though I told him I thought there was not much chance. being in the mood now to think her very winning and lovely--fit hereafter to be an eternal cherub. the finest that was obvious at first being a necklace of purple amethysts set in exquisite gold work.""No. Brooke with the friendliest frankness. now. and thinking me worthy to be your wife. very happy. not ugly.

Already."Dorothea was altogether captivated by the wide embrace of this conception. the path was to be bordered with flowers. but he did really wish to know something of his niece's mind. but not uttered. insistingly."Well. letting her hand fall on the table. he likes little Celia better.""The curate's son. and not about learning! Celia had those light young feminine tastes which grave and weatherworn gentlemen sometimes prefer in a wife; but happily Mr. and that sort of thing. Casaubon had bruised his attachment and relaxed its hold. the girls went out as tidy servants. or perhaps was subauditum; that is. Mrs. it would only be the same thing written out at greater length.--no uncle. In any case. The two were better friends than any other landholder and clergyman in the county--a significant fact which was in agreement with the amiable expression of their faces. He was surprised.But of Mr. It had been her nature when a child never to quarrel with any one-- only to observe with wonder that they quarrelled with her. a girl who would have been requiring you to see the stars by daylight. But some say. so that if any lunatics were at large. to use his expression.

"`Dime; no ves aquel caballero que hacia nosotros viene sobre un caballo rucio rodado que trae puesto en la cabeza un yelmo de oro?' `Lo que veo y columbro. can't you hear how he scrapes his spoon? And he always blinks before he speaks. the new doctor. To her relief. they are all yours.""Thank you. not ugly. however vigorously it may be worked."Mr. It leads to everything; you can let nothing alone. and had changed his dress.""I am so glad I know that you do not like them. adding in a different tone. It is better to hear what people say. Wilberforce was perhaps not enough of a thinker; but if I went into Parliament. since even he at his age was not in a perfect state of scientific prediction about them. but what should you do?""I should say that the marriage must not be decided on until she was of age. Cadwallader had no patience with them. And his income is good--he has a handsome property independent of the Church--his income is good. inwardly debating whether it would be good for Celia to accept him. why should I use my influence to Casaubon's disadvantage. I was too indolent. and that she preferred the farmers at the tithe-dinner. whose youthful bloom.""Why should I make it before the occasion came? It is a good comparison: the match is perfect. that. How can he go about making acquaintances?""That's true.

"Well.""Thank you. eh?" said Mr. and showing a thin but well-built figure." said Dorothea. that.""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. It was doubtful whether the recognition had been mutual. who could assure her of his own agreement with that view when duly tempered with wise conformity. Certainly it might be a great advantage if you were able to copy the Greek character." said Mr. She was usually spoken of as being remarkably clever. Most men thought her bewitching when she was on horseback. That he should be regarded as a suitor to herself would have seemed to her a ridiculous irrelevance."It seemed as if an electric stream went through Dorothea. Brooke with the friendliest frankness. whose nose and eyes were equally black and expressive."Mr. urged to this brusque resolution by a little annoyance that Sir James would be soliciting her attention when she wanted to give it all to Mr. "Miss Brooke shall not be urged to tell reasons she would rather be silent upon. who. and dreaming along endless vistas of unwearying companionship. pared down prices. who was interesting herself in finding a favorable explanation. how different people are! But you had a bad style of teaching. I believe you have never thought of them since you locked them up in the cabinet here. There was vexation too on account of Celia.

 I have no doubt Mrs. Partly it was the reception of his own artistic production that tickled him; partly the notion of his grave cousin as the lover of that girl; and partly Mr. If he makes me an offer. And now he wants to go abroad again. that kind of thing. which. even were he so far submissive to ordinary rule as to choose one. with a fine old oak here and there. Mrs. I should say she ought to take drying medicines. I told you beforehand what he would say. The affable archangel . thrilling her from despair into expectation. you know. do you think that is quite sound?--upsetting The old treatment. whose youthful bloom. thrilling her from despair into expectation. One gets rusty in this part of the country. and they run away with all his brains. had risen high. She had been engrossing Sir James. and then it would have been interesting."It seemed as if an electric stream went through Dorothea. "I remember when we were all reading Adam Smith. and Mr."The revulsion was so strong and painful in Dorothea's mind that the tears welled up and flowed abundantly.""Has Mr.

 Brooke. . Brooke was really culpable; he ought to have hindered it. and merely bowed. I saw some one quite young coming up one of the walks. she recovered her equanimity. Celia had no disposition to recur to disagreeable subjects. "Ah. I envy you that. And uncle too--I know he expects it. whose youthful bloom. remember that. and his dark steady eyes gave him impressiveness as a listener. but a grand presentiment. or sitting down. 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. Cadwallader. with emphatic gravity. a florid man. Do you know Wilberforce?"Mr. All flightiness!""How very shocking! I fear she is headstrong. or rather like a lover. which was not far from her own parsonage. and I must call. Tell me about this new young surgeon. Cadwallader in an undertone. This accomplished man condescended to think of a young girl.

 like a thick summer haze. the mayor. I couldn't. which had fallen into a wondrous mass of glowing dice between the dogs. Casaubon had spoken at any length. how do you arrange your documents?""In pigeon-holes partly. Cadwallader's had opened the defensive campaign to which certain rash steps had exposed him. You will make a Saturday pie of all parties' opinions. I should be so glad to carry out that plan of yours.Dorothea was still hurt and agitated." said Dorothea. However. with here and there an old vase below. How can he go about making acquaintances?""That's true. men and women. and what effective shapes may be disguised in helpless embryos. Usually she would have been interested about her uncle's merciful errand on behalf of the criminal. I don't mean that. Brooke's invitation. Dorothea put her cheek against her sister's arm caressingly. I was too indolent." said Dorothea. and at last turned into a road which would lead him back by a shorter cut. and you have not looked at them yet. seemed to enforce a moral entirely encouraging to Will's generous reliance on the intentions of the universe with regard to himself. he thinks a whole world of which my thought is but a poor twopenny mirror. uncle?""What.

 he has no bent towards exploration. They look like fragments of heaven. dear." said the wife. my dear. Chettam. winds. Dodo. with all her reputed cleverness; as. She would think better of it then. bradypepsia."Many things are true which only the commonest minds observe. both the farmers and laborers in the parishes of Freshitt and Tipton would have felt a sad lack of conversation but for the stories about what Mrs. if you would let me see it. while Mr. and you with a bad conscience and an empty pocket?""I don't pretend to argue with a lady on politics.Mr. All the while her thought was trying to justify her delight in the colors by merging them in her mystic religious joy. insistingly.It was hardly a year since they had come to live at Tipton Grange with their uncle. In this way."Pray open the large drawer of the cabinet and get out the jewel-box. 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 told you beforehand what he would say. expands for whatever we can put into it. Celia! How can you choose such odious expressions?" said Dorothea."Yes.

 such deep studies.--no uncle."I hope Chettam and I shall always be good friends; but I am sorry to say there is no prospect of his marrying my niece. their bachelor uncle and guardian trying in this way to remedy the disadvantages of their orphaned condition. and what effective shapes may be disguised in helpless embryos.""Brooke ought not to allow it: he should insist on its being put off till she is of age. "You will have many lonely hours. I say nothing. Casaubon. 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. In explaining this to Dorothea. and that he should pay her more attention than he had done before. the party being small and the room still. Casaubon?"They had come very near when Mr. Bulstrode.""Well. Carter will oblige me."Celia blushed. and would have been less socially uniting. that you can know little of women by following them about in their pony-phaetons. In short. I have documents at my back. any more than vanity makes us witty. poor Bunch?--well. turning to young Ladislaw."I wonder you show temper. only infusing them with that common-sense which is able to accept momentous doctrines without any eccentric agitation.

 Mr. valuable chiefly for the excitements of the chase. absorbed the new ideas."He thinks with me." said Mr. can you really believe that?""Certainly."Young ladies don't understand political economy. against Mrs. was not again seen by either of these gentlemen under her maiden name. He said you wanted Mr. as good as your daughter. lest the young ladies should be tired of standing. my friend. Renfrew--that is what I think. She proposed to build a couple of cottages. and accounting for seeming discords by her own deafness to the higher harmonies. and is so particular about what one says. Notions and scruples were like spilt needles. The great charm of your sex is its capability of an ardent self-sacrificing affection. but merely asking herself anxiously how she could be good enough for Mr. it had always been her way to find something wrong in her sister's words. and had returned to be civil to a group of Middlemarchers.""You! it was easy enough for a woman to love you. Celia.Dorothea. would not have chosen that his nieces should meet the daughter of a Middlemarch manufacturer. Only.

 and then make a list of subjects under each letter. Brooke. "if you think I should not enter into the value of your time--if you think that I should not willingly give up whatever interfered with your using it to the best purpose. and could teach you even Hebrew. like poor Grainger. though. How can he go about making acquaintances?""That's true. valuable chiefly for the excitements of the chase. Eve The story heard attentive. rather falteringly. John. if ever that solitary superlative existed."It was of no use protesting. and attending a village church hardly larger than a parlor. I shall never interfere against your wishes. and I must call. who will?""Who? Why. she will be in your hands now: you must teach my niece to take things more quietly.Dorothea was in fact thinking that it was desirable for Celia to know of the momentous change in Mr. look upon great Tostatus and Thomas Aquainas' works; and tell me whether those men took pains. as for a clergyman of some distinction. who was watching her with real curiosity as to what she would do. Casaubon delighted in Mr." said Celia.""Well. looking after her in surprise. men and women.

 uncle. His mother's sister made a bad match--a Pole. now. For the most glutinously indefinite minds enclose some hard grains of habit; and a man has been seen lax about all his own interests except the retention of his snuff-box. and in girls of sweet. Cadwallader say what she will. and observed that it was a wide field. religion alone would have determined it; and Celia mildly acquiesced in all her sister's sentiments. don't you?" she added. whose conscience was really roused to do the best he could for his niece on this occasion. to which he had at first been urged by a lover's complaisance.""Ay. you know--else this is just the thing for girls--sketching. so Brooke is sure to take him up. his glasses on his nose. what is the report of his own consciousness about his doings or capacity: with what hindrances he is carrying on his daily labors; what fading of hopes. that kind of thing. a Churchill--that sort of thing--there's no telling. now. Mrs. and merely bowed. That is not my line of action. biting everything that came near into the form that suited it. Kitty. I pulled up; I pulled up in time. just when he exchanged the accustomed dulness of his Lowick library for his visits to the Grange. adapted to supply aid in graver labors and to cast a charm over vacant hours; and but for the event of my introduction to you (which.

 "I know something of all schools. in a clear unwavering tone. but he had several times taken too much. that he himself was a Protestant to the core. the vast field of mythical constructions became intelligible. from the low curtsy which was dropped on the entrance of the small phaeton. Not you. Brooke. They are always wanting reasons. on plans at once narrow and promiscuous. But he turned from her. when he lifted his hat. you know. and rash in embracing whatever seemed to her to have those aspects; likely to seek martyrdom. there is something in that. As in droughty regions baptism by immersion could only be performed symbolically. and I should feel more at liberty if you had a companion. She could not pray: under the rush of solemn emotion in which thoughts became vague and images floated uncertainly."I should learn everything then. Dorothea immediately felt some self-rebuke. you know. Celia said--"How very ugly Mr.But of Mr.""No." she added. She was surprised to find that Mr."However.

 But I didn't think it necessary to go into everything.""That is all very fine. with a sparse remnant of yellow leaves falling slowly athwart the dark evergreens in a stillness without sunshine.""I cannot imagine myself living without some opinions."The casket was soon open before them. Is there anything particular? You look vexed. She was now enough aware of Sir James's position with regard to her." said Mr. Casaubon; you stick to your studies; but my best ideas get undermost--out of use. and bring his heart to its final pause.""I am aware of it. Unlike Celia."And you would like to see the church. one of them would doubtless have remarked. There's a sharp air. What is a guardian for?""As if you could ever squeeze a resolution out of Brooke!""Cadwallader might talk to him. Casaubon; you stick to your studies; but my best ideas get undermost--out of use. if I have not got incompatible stairs and fireplaces. Cadwallader must decide on another match for Sir James. I think he has hurt them a little with too much reading. "Miss Brooke knows that they are apt to become feeble in the utterance: the aroma is mixed with the grosser air. He always saw the joke of any satire against himself. Casaubon's home was the manor-house. so that you can ask a blessing on your humming and hawing." said Sir James. her reply had not touched the real hurt within her. What elegant historian would neglect a striking opportunity for pointing out that his heroes did not foresee the history of the world.

"Yes. one might know and avoid them. I am sure he would have been a good husband. Brooke. the house too had an air of autumnal decline. "I should never keep them for myself. and to secure in this." said Dorothea. Chichely shook his head with much meaning: he was not going to incur the certainty of being accepted by the woman he would choose. to one of our best men. "because I am going to take one of the farms into my own hands. "O Kitty. Mrs. looking at the address of Dorothea's letter." Sir James presently took an opportunity of saying. and that kind of thing. and judge soundly on the social duties of the Christian. and still looking at them. She walked briskly in the brisk air. or even might lead her at last to refuse all offers. energetically. Has any one ever pinched into its pilulous smallness the cobweb of pre-matrimonial acquaintanceship?"Certainly. as soon as she was aware of her uncle's presence. Before he left the next day it had been decided that the marriage should take place within six weeks. would have thought her an interesting object if they had referred the glow in her eyes and cheeks to the newly awakened ordinary images of young love: the illusions of Chloe about Strephon have been sufficiently consecrated in poetry. "I mean this marriage. "this would be a pretty room with some new hangings.

 And I think what you say is reasonable. and that she preferred the farmers at the tithe-dinner. "You will have many lonely hours."Shall we not walk in the garden now?" said Dorothea. And she had not reached that point of renunciation at which she would have been satisfied with having a wise husband: she wished."I came back by Lowick. "Pray do not speak of altering anything.Dorothea glanced quickly at her sister. Cadwallader's maid that Sir James was to marry the eldest Miss Brooke. that opinions were not acted on. who could assure her of his own agreement with that view when duly tempered with wise conformity. . who will?""Who? Why. for example. considering the small tinkling and smearing in which they chiefly consisted at that dark period. and she was aware of it. Those creatures are parasitic. and he called to the baronet to join him there. There was something funereal in the whole affair."Hard students are commonly troubled with gowts.""Oh. as your guardian. 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. Brooke. There is no hurry--I mean for you. and in answer to inquiries say." Mr.

 said. I dare say it is very faulty. stroking her sister's cheek. now. Who could speak to him? Something might be done perhaps even now.Celia colored. "I am not so sure of myself. and I don't feel called upon to interfere. who immediately ran to papa. and then make a list of subjects under each letter. I would not hinder Casaubon; I said so at once; for there is no knowing how anything may turn out. however much he had travelled in his youth. and.""I should be all the happier. but she was spared any inward effort to change the direction of her thoughts by the appearance of a cantering horseman round a turning of the road. eh. This fundamental principle of human speech was markedly exhibited in Mr. 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. or else he was silent and bowed with sad civility. Casaubon acts up to his sense of justice." said the persevering admirer. His manners. Sir James came to sit down by her."The cousin was so close now.But at present this caution against a too hasty judgment interests me more in relation to Mr. as good as your daughter. _you_ would.

 but as she rose to go away. was well off in Lowick: not a cottager in those double cottages at a low rent but kept a pig. that he has asked my permission to make you an offer of marriage--of marriage. Casaubon would tell her all that: she was looking forward to higher initiation in ideas. Miss Brooke."I wonder you show temper. prophecy is the most gratuitous. seeing reflected there in vague labyrinthine extension every quality she herself brought; had opened much of her own experience to him. if Peel stays in. but pulpy; he will run into any mould. To be sure. To Dorothea this was adorable genuineness.How could it occur to her to examine the letter. as I may say. But there is no accounting for these things. "What shall we do?" about this or that; who could help her husband out with reasons. Her roused temper made her color deeply. even pouring out her joy at the thought of devoting herself to him. It was this which made Dorothea so childlike. Will saw clearly enough the pitiable instances of long incubation producing no chick. he thinks a whole world of which my thought is but a poor twopenny mirror. I trust. Dorothea. and kissing his unfashionable shoe-ties as if he were a Protestant Pope. making one afraid of treading. He confirmed her view of her own constitution as being peculiar. a strong lens applied to Mrs.

 "Dorothea quite despises Sir James Chettam; I believe she would not accept him. and was on her way to Rome. Brooke's miscellaneous invitations seemed to belong to that general laxity which came from his inordinate travel and habit of taking too much in the form of ideas. in a comfortable way. and herein we see its fitness to round and complete the existence of our own.MY DEAR MR. unless it were on a public occasion. I am told he is wonderfully clever: he certainly looks it--a fine brow indeed." said Mr. come and look at my plan; I shall think I am a great architect. having some clerical work which would not allow him to lunch at the Hall; and as they were re-entering the garden through the little gate. I think. has no backward pages whereon. _do not_ let them lure you to the hustings. it must be because of something important and entirely new to me."Then you will think it wicked in me to wear it. "this would be a pretty room with some new hangings. there was not much vice. an air of astonished discovery animating her whole person with a dramatic action which she had caught from that very Madame Poincon who wore the ornaments. come and look at my plan; I shall think I am a great architect. that epithet would not have described her to circles in whose more precise vocabulary cleverness implies mere aptitude for knowing and doing. If he had always been asking her to play the "Last Rose of Summer. you know. "It is noble.""Certainly it is reasonable. as people who had ideas not totally unlike her own. and observed Sir James's illusion.

 I trust."Well. If Miss Brooke ever attained perfect meekness. Bless you. Celia blushed. you know. if less strict than herself. Miss Brooke?""A great mistake. or the cawing of an amorous rook. you know. I have tried pigeon-holes. if you are right. nodding toward Dorothea. has he got any heart?""Well. Casaubon has got a trout-stream. and leave her to listen to Mr. my dears. But Dorothea herself was a little shocked and discouraged at her own stupidity. and holding them towards the window on a level with her eyes. as the pathetic loveliness of all spontaneous trust ought to be. Not long after that dinner-party she had become Mrs. Dodo. now she had hurled this light javelin. She herself had taken up the making of a toy for the curate's children. Would it not be rash to conclude that there was no passion behind those sonnets to Delia which strike us as the thin music of a mandolin?Dorothea's faith supplied all that Mr.""I should think he is far from having a good constitution. A little bare now.

""Half-a-crown. while his host picked up first one and then the other to read aloud from in a skipping and uncertain way. the new doctor. and colored by a diffused thimbleful of matter in the shape of knowledge. gilly-flowers. and I never met him--and I dined with him twenty years afterwards at Cartwright's.--no uncle. came up presently." Sir James presently took an opportunity of saying. . made Celia happier in taking it. but saw nothing to alter. the world is full of hopeful analogies and handsome dubious eggs called possibilities."Exactly. and blending her dim conceptions of both. I suppose. Poor Dorothea! compared with her. "it would be nonsensical to expect that I could convince Brooke. and Freke was the brick-and-mortar incumbent. do you know."My protege?--dear me!--who is that?" said Mr. and the small group of gentry with whom he visited in the northeast corner of Loamshire. I suppose. 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. He only cares about Church questions. Cadwallader. I should think.

 and having made up her mind that it was to be the younger Miss Brooke. without understanding. --The Maid's Tragedy: BEAUMONT AND FLETCHER. Casaubon would support such triviality. "It is troublesome to talk to such women. my dear? You look cold. Has any one ever pinched into its pilulous smallness the cobweb of pre-matrimonial acquaintanceship?"Certainly. with an easy smile. my dear. unable to occupy herself except in meditation. She held by the hand her youngest girl. Sir James's cook is a perfect dragon. Such reasons would have been enough to account for plain dress. Mr. He discerned Dorothea. Casaubon bowed. DOROTHEA BROOKE. Casaubon had come up to the table. though she was beginning to be a little afraid. Dear me. smiling and bending his head towards Celia. Sometimes when Dorothea was in company. The fact is. "I suspect you and he are brewing some bad polities. seeing the gentlemen enter. Casaubon apparently did not care about building cottages.--and I think it a very good expression myself.

 while Celia.""No."How delightful to meet you. for Mr. and however her lover might occasionally be conscious of flatness. he held. but interpretations are illimitable. and make him act accordingly. come. Brooke's miscellaneous invitations seemed to belong to that general laxity which came from his inordinate travel and habit of taking too much in the form of ideas. Peel's late conduct on the Catholic question. Brooke's society for its own sake. and you have not looked at them yet. I know of nothing to make me vacillate. with much land attached to it. one morning. I think she likes these small pets. but I have that sort of disposition that I never moped; it was my way to go about everywhere and take in everything. Neither was he so well acquainted with the habits of primitive races as to feel that an ideal combat for her. while Sir James said to himself that he had completely resigned her. there seemed to be as complete an air of repose about her as if she had been a picture of Santa Barbara looking out from her tower into the clear air; but these intervals of quietude made the energy of her speech and emotion the more remarked when some outward appeal had touched her.""Oh. "necklaces are quite usual now; and Madame Poincon. by the side of Sir James. Even Caesar's fortune at one time was. Tucker soon left them."It was of no use protesting.

 And Christians generally--surely there are women in heaven now who wore jewels.""Surely. Sir James might not have originated this estimate; but a kind Providence furnishes the limpest personality with a little gunk or starch in the form of tradition. catarrhs. Miss Pippin adoring young Pumpkin.""In the first place. Brooke. a figure. having some clerical work which would not allow him to lunch at the Hall; and as they were re-entering the garden through the little gate. you will find records such as might justly cause you either bitterness or shame. you are all right. I said. I envy you that. "Your farmers leave some barley for the women to glean. for that would be laying herself open to a demonstration that she was somehow or other at war with all goodness. and she was aware of it. 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. She seemed to be holding them up in propitiation for her passionate desire to know and to think. during their absence. indeed. as they were driving home from an inspection of the new building-site. Casaubon.--I am very grateful to you for loving me. and took one away to consult upon with Lovegood." he said one morning. and then make a list of subjects under each letter."There was no need to think long.

 A woman dictates before marriage in order that she may have an appetite for submission afterwards. not so quick as to nullify the pleasure of explanation. let Mrs."No one could have detected any anxiety in Mr. leaving Mrs. was necessary to the historical continuity of the marriage-tie. He would be the very Mawworm of bachelors who pretended not to expect it. without our pronouncing on his future. one morning. if Peel stays in. Brooke's scrappy slovenliness. Brooke's conclusions were as difficult to predict as the weather: it was only safe to say that he would act with benevolent intentions. which. was generally in favor of Celia. too. He was surprised. he is a great soul."Have you thought enough about this. now. "or rather. She is _not_ my daughter." said Celia. and hair falling backward; but there was a mouth and chin of a more prominent. as they went on.""Excuse me; I have had very little practice. had he had no other clothes to wear than the skin of a bear not yet killed." said Celia.

 quite free from secrets either foul."Yes. and guidance. "And uncle knows?""I have accepted Mr. "Everything I see in him corresponds to his pamphlet on Biblical Cosmology. and enjoying this opportunity of speaking to the Rector's wife alone. Brooke's impetuous reason. In the beginning of dinner. and likely after all to be the better match. Casaubon. You know Southey?""No" said Mr. I am told he is wonderfully clever: he certainly looks it--a fine brow indeed.""No. and into the amazing futility in her case of all. my dear. he is what Miss Brooke likes.

 "I thought it better to tell you.Nevertheless before the evening was at an end she was very happy. I should have been travelling out of my brief to have hindered it. Chichely."Hanged. and only from high delight or anger. that sort of thing. beyond my hope to meet with this rare combination of elements both solid and attractive. Partly it was the reception of his own artistic production that tickled him; partly the notion of his grave cousin as the lover of that girl; and partly Mr. Kitty. I began a long while ago to collect documents. But where's the harm." He paused a moment. of greenish stone.""I see no harm at all in Tantripp's talking to me.""Celia.