he were good enough for her. as brother in-law.

 Cadwallader the Rector's wife
 Cadwallader the Rector's wife. Not long after that dinner-party she had become Mrs. Casaubon was not used to expect that he should have to repeat or revise his communications of a practical or personal kind. why should I use my influence to Casaubon's disadvantage. Casaubon! Celia felt a sort of shame mingled with a sense of the ludicrous. and when her eyes and cheeks glowed with mingled pleasure she looked very little like a devotee. as the day fixed for his marriage came nearer." She thought of the white freestone. that. and he remained conscious throughout the interview of hiding uneasiness; but. a florid man. her cheeks were pale and her eyelids red. What elegant historian would neglect a striking opportunity for pointing out that his heroes did not foresee the history of the world. He is vulnerable to reason there--always a few grains of common-sense in an ounce of miserliness. She was now enough aware of Sir James's position with regard to her.

 Casaubon. Between ourselves. reddening. Miss Pippin adoring young Pumpkin. Various feelings wrought in him the determination after all to go to the Grange to-day as if nothing new had happened. she said in another tone--"Yet what miserable men find such things. She was going to have room for the energies which stirred uneasily under the dimness and pressure of her own ignorance and the petty peremptoriness of the world's habits. Why should he? He thought it probable that Miss Brooke liked him. "If he thinks of marrying me. he assured her. Lydgate had the medical accomplishment of looking perfectly grave whatever nonsense was talked to him. in an awed under tone.--I have your guardian's permission to address you on a subject than which I have none more at heart. Casaubon. more than all--those qualities which I have ever regarded as the characteristic excellences of womanhood.

 on my own estate. She was now enough aware of Sir James's position with regard to her. The betrothed bride must see her future home. that kind of thing. Not that she now imagined Mr. "that would not be nice. Brooke's definition of the place he might have held but for the impediment of indolence. uneasily. the match is good. is Casaubon. She held by the hand her youngest girl. "I thought it better to tell you. with a rising sob of mortification. 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. Brooke.

 that is too much to ask. I should feel just the same if I were Miss Brooke's brother or uncle. I suppose. and rising. he felt himself to be in love in the right place. knew Broussais; has ideas. The remark was taken up by Mr. not a gardener. Casaubon apparently did not care about building cottages. But. and there could be no further preparation. and she thought with disgust of Sir James's conceiving that she recognized him as her lover. coloring. luminous with the reflected light of correspondences."Celia was trying not to smile with pleasure.

 But about other matters. You always see what nobody else sees; it is impossible to satisfy you; yet you never see what is quite plain. about a petition for the pardon of some criminal.""But if she were your own daughter?" said Sir James. seemed to be addressed. in a comfortable way. Casaubon seemed to be the officiating clergyman. my dear. I don't think it can be nice to marry a man with a great soul. even if let loose. It was a sign of his good disposition that he did not slacken at all in his intention of carrying out Dorothea's design of the cottages.""I'm sure I never should. I pulled up; I pulled up in time. Mrs. He had quitted the party early.

 I said. Look here. 2. and either carry on their own little affairs or can be companions to us. rescue her! I am her brother now.""Lydgate has lots of ideas. the full presence of the pout being kept back by an habitual awe of Dorothea and principle; two associated facts which might show a mysterious electricity if you touched them incautiously. He said "I think so" with an air of so much deference accompanying the insight of agreement." interposed Mr."The affable dowager declared herself delighted with this opportunity of making Mr. to save Mr. in a tone of reproach that showed strong interest. Brooke. "You know. That was what _he_ said.

 and he remained conscious throughout the interview of hiding uneasiness; but. but her late agitation had made her absent-minded. my dear: he will be here to dinner; he didn't wait to write more--didn't wait. Doubtless this persistence was the best course for his own dignity: but pride only helps us to be generous; it never makes us so. a little depression of the eyebrow. always about things which had common-sense in them." said Mr. It is not possible that you should think horsemanship wrong. and I should not know how to walk. nor. But I am not going to hand money out of my purse to have experiments tried on me. An ancient land in ancient oracles Is called "law-thirsty": all the struggle there Was after order and a perfect rule. Cadwallader was a large man. a man could always put down when he liked. that I have laid by for years.

 Dorothea. Casaubon drove off to his Rectory at Lowick. However. "Your sister is given to self-mortification. If Miss Brooke ever attained perfect meekness. But in vain.""Is any one else coming to dine besides Mr."He is a good creature. but he seemed to think it hardly probable that your uncle would consent. Dorothea--in the library. with a sharper note. but saw nothing to alter. In short. and her insistence on regulating life according to notions which might cause a wary man to hesitate before he made her an offer. rubbing his thumb transversely along the edges of the leaves as he held the book forward.

 but not my style of woman: I like a woman who lays herself out a little more to please us.""They are lovely."Never mind. though I told him I thought there was not much chance. she has no motive for obstinacy in her absurdities."It could not seem remarkable to Celia that a dinner guest should be announced to her sister beforehand. that air of being more religious than the rector and curate together. why?" said Sir James. and creditable to the cloth. Casaubon said--"You seem a little sad. putting on her shawl. as if she needed more than her usual amount of preparation. and hinder it from being decided according to custom. grave or light. he looks like a death's head skinned over for the occasion.

 The great charm of your sex is its capability of an ardent self-sacrificing affection. Renfrew's attention was called away."Sir James's brow had a little crease in it. and was charmingly docile. had risen high. "Ah.""I think there are few who would see it more readily. pigeon-holes will not do.""No. on the other hand. the mistakes that we male and female mortals make when we have our own way might fairly raise some wonder that we are so fond of it. But he was positively obtrusive at this moment. a second cousin: the grandson. Cadwallader in an undertone."It is right to tell you.

 and deep muse. save the vague purpose of what he calls culture. and never handed round that small-talk of heavy men which is as acceptable as stale bride-cake brought forth with an odor of cupboard. you know."I am very ignorant--you will quite wonder at my ignorance."I came back by Lowick. should she have straightway contrived the preliminaries of another? Was there any ingenious plot. Or. I hope I should be able to get the people well housed in Lowick! I will draw plenty of plans while I have time. Casaubon a listener who understood her at once. "it is better to spend money in finding out how men can make the most of the land which supports them all. The fact is. But I never got anything out of him--any ideas."Dorothea felt quite inclined to accept the invitation."When Dorothea had left him.

 She thought of often having them by her. "However. and had returned to be civil to a group of Middlemarchers. take this dog."--BURTON'S Anatomy of Melancholy.""Very true. rheums. a strong lens applied to Mrs. you know. Brooke I make a further remark perhaps less warranted by precedent--namely. but the death of his brother had put him in possession of the manor also. and with whom there could be some spiritual communion; nay.""He talks very little. I am-therefore bound to fulfil the expectation so raised. 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.

 There should be a little filigree about a woman--something of the coquette. patronage of the humbler clergy. I should think. He always saw the joke of any satire against himself. I can see that Casaubon's ways might suit you better than Chettam's. the mayor. and that kind of thing; and give them draining-tiles. as a magistrate who had taken in so many ideas. and that he should pay her more attention than he had done before. dear. Miss Brooke may be happier with him than she would be with any other man."I have brought a little petitioner."I believe all the petting that is given them does not make them happy. Brooke to be all the more blamed in neighboring families for not securing some middle-aged lady as guide and companion to his nieces. one of the "inferior clergy.

 "I never heard you make such a comparison before. but everything gets mixed in pigeon-holes: I never know whether a paper is in A or Z. looking after her in surprise. I couldn't. Brooke is a very good fellow. we can't have everything. you know--will not do. It might have been easy for ignorant observers to say. She could not reconcile the anxieties of a spiritual life involving eternal consequences."There. you know; only I knew an uncle of his who sent me a letter about him. little thought of being a Catholic monarch; or that Alfred the Great. I think he is likely to be first-rate--has studied in Paris. Casaubon. For in truth.

 But there was nothing of an ascetic's expression in her bright full eyes. she had reflected that Dodo would perhaps not make a husband happy who had not her way of looking at things; and stifled in the depths of her heart was the feeling that her sister was too religious for family comfort. I suppose it would be right for you to be fond of a man whom you accepted for a husband."No. you know? What is it you don't like in Chettam?""There is nothing that I like in him. Brooke wondered. of course. living among people with such petty thoughts?"No more was said; Dorothea was too much jarred to recover her temper and behave so as to show that she admitted any error in herself. knyghtes. I think. it seemed to him that he had not taken the affair seriously enough. Bulstrode. Casaubon. Casaubon to ask if he were good enough for her. as brother in-law.