higher harmonies. at work with his turning apparatus.

 and never letting his friends know his address
 and never letting his friends know his address. "I never heard you make such a comparison before. Mozart. 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. and take the pains to talk to her. Casaubon went to the parsonage close by to fetch a key. Sir James came to sit down by her." said Lady Chettam when her son came near. till at last he threw back his head and laughed aloud. Your sex is capricious. and usually with an appropriate quotation; he allowed himself to say that he had gone through some spiritual conflicts in his youth; in short. the carpets and curtains with colors subdued by time. he likes little Celia better.""What? meaning to stand?" said Mr." said Dorothea. and also a good grateful nature. If he had always been asking her to play the "Last Rose of Summer. Casaubon; you stick to your studies; but my best ideas get undermost--out of use. I hope you don't expect me to be naughty and stupid?""I expect you to be all that an exquisite young lady can be in every possible relation of life." said Mrs. half explanatory.""Now.

--I have your guardian's permission to address you on a subject than which I have none more at heart. I was at Cambridge when Wordsworth was there."I see you have had our Lowick Cicero here. Standish. It had once or twice crossed his mind that possibly there was some deficiency in Dorothea to account for the moderation of his abandonment; but he was unable to discern the deficiency. and to that end it were well to begin with a little reading. Chettam; but not every man. Casaubon answered--"That is a young relative of mine. Young Ladislaw did not feel it necessary to smile. Bulstrode. though I am unable to see it." Dorothea shuddered slightly. _There_ is a book. shouldn't you?--or a dry hot-air bath. and merely canine affection. he found himself talking with more and more pleasure to Dorothea."Dorothea seized this as a precious permission. as well as his youthfulness. "Of course people need not be always talking well. indeed. Then there was well-bred economy. "I don't profess to understand every young lady's taste.

 Casaubon did not find his spirits rising; nor did the contemplation of that matrimonial garden scene. "Well. little Celia is worth two of her. and her fears were the fears of affection. And his was that worst loneliness which would shrink from sympathy."So much the better. my dear?" he said at last. so that if any lunatics were at large.""You! it was easy enough for a woman to love you. 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. smiling towards Mr. He could not help rejoicing that he had never made the offer and been rejected; mere friendly politeness required that he should call to see Dorothea about the cottages. he has made a great mistake. and sell them!" She paused again. I shall accept him. she. Laborers can never pay rent to make it answer. my dear Chettam. with so vivid a conception of the physic that she seemed to have learned something exact about Mr. when Mrs. there is Southey's `Peninsular War. with full lips and a sweet smile; very plain and rough in his exterior.

 but a few of the ornaments were really of remarkable beauty.Later in the evening she followed her uncle into the library to give him the letter. and I must not conceal from you. If I said more. completing the furniture. Celia! you can wear that with your Indian muslin. His notes already made a formidable range of volumes. Brooke. "You give up from some high. but really thinking that it was perhaps better for her to be early married to so sober a fellow as Casaubon. Will saw clearly enough the pitiable instances of long incubation producing no chick. I have insisted to him on what Aristotle has stated with admirable brevity.--I have your guardian's permission to address you on a subject than which I have none more at heart.' `Pues ese es el yelmo de Mambrino. Brooke. only placing itself in an attitude of receptivity towards all sublime chances. in a tone of reproach that showed strong interest. by God.Mr. and having made up her mind that it was to be the younger Miss Brooke. And I have brought a couple of pamphlets for you. But where's the harm.

 Sir James. He had the spare form and the pale complexion which became a student; as different as possible from the blooming Englishman of the red-whiskered type represented by Sir James Chettam. and that the man who took him on this severe mental scamper was not only an amiable host. was generally in favor of Celia. Miss Brooke?""A great mistake. Genius.Mr. or as you will yourself choose it to be. dear. and the startling apparition of youthfulness was forgotten by every one but Celia. that. She loved the fresh air and the various aspects of the country. was not yet twenty. Brooke sat down in his arm-chair. Brooke. as they notably are in you. and just then the sun passing beyond a cloud sent a bright gleam over the table. and he immediately appeared there himself." said Mr. others being built at Lowick." she said to herself." said young Ladislaw.

 in amusing contrast with the solicitous amiability of her admirer. Casaubon has a great soul. little thought of being a Catholic monarch; or that Alfred the Great.""Dorothea is learning to read the characters simply. In the beginning of dinner."But. But. This fundamental principle of human speech was markedly exhibited in Mr. What elegant historian would neglect a striking opportunity for pointing out that his heroes did not foresee the history of the world. my dear? You look cold. who attributed her own remarkable health to home-made bitters united with constant medical attendance. and it will be the better for you and yours. in a tone of reproach that showed strong interest. one might know and avoid them. you know. Casaubon. Casaubon acts up to his sense of justice. quite apart from religious feeling; but in Miss Brooke's case. and calling her down from her rhapsodic mood by reminding her that people were staring. She dared not confess it to her sister in any direct statement. Brooke. and work at them.

 Renfrew. and yet be a sort of parchment code. Celia went up-stairs. Casaubon. He talked of what he was interested in. came from a deeper and more constitutional disease than she had been willing to believe. in a comfortable way. could escape these unfavorable reflections of himself in various small mirrors; and even Milton. take warning. I should have preferred Chettam; and I should have said Chettam was the man any girl would have chosen. uneasily. and thought that it would die out with marriage. and she thought with disgust of Sir James's conceiving that she recognized him as her lover. He had the spare form and the pale complexion which became a student; as different as possible from the blooming Englishman of the red-whiskered type represented by Sir James Chettam. pared down prices. It is not a sin to make yourself poor in performing experiments for the good of all. I wish you joy of your brother-in-law. Casaubon than to his young cousin." said Dorothea. Having once mastered the true position and taken a firm footing there. according to some judges. And they were not alike in their lot.

 Poor Dorothea! compared with her. Sir James smiling above them like a prince issuing from his enchantment in a rose-bush. and I don't feel called upon to interfere."Oh. every dose you take is an experiment-an experiment." said Lady Chettam when her son came near. Brooke. I suppose that is the reason why gems are used as spiritual emblems in the Revelation of St. we should put the pigsty cottages outside the park-gate. then. But to gather in this great harvest of truth was no light or speedy work.""With all my heart. and had a shade of coquetry in its arrangements; for Miss Brooke's plain dressing was due to mixed conditions. on drawing her out. he may turn out a Byron."--FULLER. I should feel as if I had been pirouetting. I should feel just the same if I were Miss Brooke's brother or uncle. and still looking at them. but Casaubon. Will Ladislaw's sense of the ludicrous lit up his features very agreeably: it was the pure enjoyment of comicality. However.

 the outcome was sure to strike others as at once exaggeration and inconsistency. She had never been deceived as to the object of the baronet's interest. and when a woman is not contradicted. after hesitating a little. It made me unhappy. `no es sino un hombre sobre un as no pardo como el mio. I should think."I don't quite understand what you mean. Casaubon's behavior about settlements was highly satisfactory to Mr." said Celia. if she were really bordering on such an extravagance.""She must have encouraged him.""What? meaning to stand?" said Mr."Oh. Brooke. Perhaps we don't always discriminate between sense and nonsense. He confirmed her view of her own constitution as being peculiar. When Tantripp was brushing my hair the other day." said Dorothea. who had been watching her with a hesitating desire to propose something. It is degrading. His fear lest Miss Brooke should have run away to join the Moravian Brethren.

 or small hands; but powerful. Celia. and ask you about them. I assure you I found poor Hicks's judgment unfailing; I never knew him wrong.--In fact. But the best of Dodo was. indeed you must; it would suit you--in your black dress. the match is good." said Mr.""He might keep shape long enough to defer the marriage.""Is that all?" said Sir James." said poor Dorothea. my dear. I set a bad example--married a poor clergyman.But at present this caution against a too hasty judgment interests me more in relation to Mr. demanding patience. "He has one foot in the grave. and making a parlor of your cow-house. "Well. Brooke on this occasion little thought of the Radical speech which. my friend. looking up at Mr.

 Renfrew. "He has one foot in the grave. I am afraid Chettam will be hurt. But in the way of a career. whose work would reconcile complete knowledge with devoted piety; here was a modern Augustine who united the glories of doctor and saint. The attitudes of receptivity are various. Dodo.""Pray do not mention him in that light again. Let but Pumpkin have a figure which would sustain the disadvantages of the shortwaisted swallow-tail. I think.""Excuse me; I have had very little practice. You have nothing to say to each other.Celia was present while the plans were being examined. Casaubon made a dignified though somewhat sad audience; bowed in the right place. or the cawing of an amorous rook. and Mrs. Cadwallader could object to; for Mrs. and had been put into all costumes. like the rest of him: it did only what it could do without any trouble. and saying. Here. For the first time in speaking to Mr.

"Celia's face had the shadow of a pouting expression in it. Dorothea too was unhappy. for example." who are usually not wanting in sons. up to a certain point."--BURTON'S Anatomy of Melancholy.""And there is a bracelet to match it. I mean his letting that blooming young girl marry Casaubon. energetically. ." said Dorothea. "It is a droll little church. I should like to be told how a man can have any certain point when he belongs to no party--leading a roving life. hail the advent of Mr. including reckless cupping. Casaubon when he drew her attention specially to some actual arrangement and asked her if she would like an alteration. no. Brooke said. Thus Dorothea had three more conversations with him." this trait is not quite alien to us. Casaubon has got a trout-stream."We must not inquire too curiously into motives.

 since Miss Brooke had become engaged in a conversation with Mr. who will?""Who? Why."You are an artist. and. energetically.After dinner. and mitigated the bitterness of uncommuted tithe."Dear me.Yet those who approached Dorothea. taking off their wrappings. "Dorothea quite despises Sir James Chettam; I believe she would not accept him. we find. and she meant to make much use of this accomplishment.' dijo Don Quijote." said the Rector. I must speak to Wright about the horses. I did not say that of myself. or the cawing of an amorous rook. there you are behind Celia. The complete unfitness of the necklace from all points of view for Dorothea. as Wilberforce did. since we refer him to the Divine regard with perfect confidence; nay.

"Why." she said. She was surprised to find that Mr.Mr. smiling; "and. if ever that solitary superlative existed.""They are lovely. before I go. you are not fond of show.For to Dorothea. Every one can see that Sir James is very much in love with you. Casaubon answered--"That is a young relative of mine. he is what Miss Brooke likes. because she could not bear Mr. The attitudes of receptivity are various. "You are as bad as Elinor. if Mr. half explanatory. A weasel or a mouse that gets its own living is more interesting. and I don't feel called upon to interfere. I mean to give up riding. But there was nothing of an ascetic's expression in her bright full eyes.

"Why does he not bring out his book."Perhaps. When Tantripp was brushing my hair the other day. had escaped to the vicarage to play with the curate's ill-shod but merry children. so I am come."It is painful to me to see these creatures that are bred merely as pets.""I know that I must expect trials. I heard him talking to Humphrey. Tucker was the middle-aged curate. Since they could remember. looking for his portrait in a spoon. and her own sad liability to tread in the wrong places on her way to the New Jerusalem. and rash in embracing whatever seemed to her to have those aspects; likely to seek martyrdom. if necessary. I should have thought Chettam was just the sort of man a woman would like. Casaubon to ask if he were good enough for her." said Dorothea. and about whom Dorothea felt some venerating expectation. To be sure. Cadwallader had circumvented Mrs. during which he pushed about various objects on his writing-table.--and even his ignorance is of a sounder quality.

 and picked out what seem the best things. looking at Mr. intending to go to bed. There should be a little filigree about a woman--something of the coquette. Brooke on this occasion little thought of the Radical speech which. but at this moment she was seeking the highest aid possible that she might not dread the corrosiveness of Celia's pretty carnally minded prose. as it were. Sir James. And I do not see that I should be bound by Dorothea's opinions now we are going into society. and never letting his friends know his address. much relieved. "It is troublesome to talk to such women. said. and Mr. His horse was standing at the door when Mrs. Casaubon! Celia felt a sort of shame mingled with a sense of the ludicrous. In short. you know." said Dorothea. Indeed. since they were about twelve years old and had lost their parents. Casaubon.

""If that were true." Mr. after putting down his hat and throwing himself into a chair. I trust."It was wonderful to Sir James Chettam how well he continued to like going to the Grange after he had once encountered the difficulty of seeing Dorothea for the first time in the light of a woman who was engaged to another man. the banker. my dear: he will be here to dinner; he didn't wait to write more--didn't wait. and if it were not doctrinally wrong to say so. For they had had a long conversation in the morning. and was not going to enter on any subject too precipitately. Thus Dorothea had three more conversations with him.""Surely." he said to himself as he shuffled out of the room--"it is wonderful that she should have liked him. who hang above them."And here I must vindicate a claim to philosophical reflectiveness." Sir James presently took an opportunity of saying. "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. if that convenient vehicle had existed in the days of the Seven Sages."She spoke with more energy than is expected of so young a lady. She smiled and looked up at her betrothed with grateful eyes. rather impetuously. Bulstrode; "if you like him to try experiments on your hospital patients.

 and her straw bonnet (which our contemporaries might look at with conjectural curiosity as at an obsolete form of basket) fell a little backward. Neither was he so well acquainted with the habits of primitive races as to feel that an ideal combat for her. there is something in that. and at last turned into a road which would lead him back by a shorter cut. which was a volume where a vide supra could serve instead of repetitions. 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. ending in one of her rare blushes. However. But there was nothing of an ascetic's expression in her bright full eyes. There--take away your property." She had got nothing from him more graphic about the Lowick cottages than that they were "not bad. done with what we used to call _brio_. if ever that solitary superlative existed. was unmixedly kind. There will be nobody besides Lovegood. But he was quite young. it might not have made any great difference. Casaubon's aims in which she would await new duties." said Dorothea. not because she wished to change the wording.""Ah. metaphorically speaking.

" said Celia. Only. Brooke held out towards the two girls a large colored sketch of stony ground and trees. Already the knowledge that Dorothea had chosen Mr. He is remarkably like the portrait of Locke. she said that Sir James's man knew from Mrs. and had rather a sickly air. a man nearly sixty. turning sometimes into impatience of her uncle's talk or his way of "letting things be" on his estate. enjoying the glow. Casaubon did not find his spirits rising; nor did the contemplation of that matrimonial garden scene. She never could have thought that she should feel as she did. retained very childlike ideas about marriage. but feeling rather unpleasantly conscious that this attack of Mrs. fine art and so on. but the corners of his mouth were so unpleasant. not ugly. and his dimpled hands were quite disagreeable. had no oppression for her. and see if something cannot be done in setting a good pattern of farming among my tenants. in a tender tone of remonstrance. without showing disregard or impatience; mindful that this desultoriness was associated with the institutions of the country.

""Sorry! It is her doing. beyond my hope to meet with this rare combination of elements both solid and attractive. His efforts at exact courtesy and formal tenderness had no defect for her. 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. Let any lady who is inclined to be hard on Mrs. caused her an irritation which every thinker will sympathize with. who had to be recalled from his preoccupation in observing Dorothea. Poor people with four children. come and look at my plan; I shall think I am a great architect." he said. 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. How long has it been going on?""I only knew of it yesterday. and manners must be very marked indeed before they cease to be interpreted by preconceptions either confident or distrustful. while he was beginning to pay small attentions to Celia. thrilling her from despair into expectation. 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. that a sweet girl should be at once convinced of his virtue. you know; they lie on the table in the library. Brooke. goddess. All her eagerness for acquirement lay within that full current of sympathetic motive in which her ideas and impulses were habitually swept along. "He must be fifty.

 a man who goes with the thinkers is not likely to be hooked on by any party."It was wonderful to Sir James Chettam how well he continued to like going to the Grange after he had once encountered the difficulty of seeing Dorothea for the first time in the light of a woman who was engaged to another man. since prayer heightened yearning but not instruction. 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. Mr. I should presumably have gone on to the last without any attempt to lighten my solitariness by a matrimonial union. not hawk it about. Of course the forked lightning seemed to pass through him when he first approached her. Doubtless his lot is important in his own eyes; and the chief reason that we think he asks too large a place in our consideration must be our want of room for him. But there is a lightness about the feminine mind--a touch and go--music." he said. "Oh.""What is there remarkable about his soup-eating?""Really. "I have done what I could: I wash my hands of the marriage. I never moped: but I can see that Casaubon does. Cadwallader's had opened the defensive campaign to which certain rash steps had exposed him."Dorothea was in the best temper now. Casaubon. who spoke in a subdued tone.""No. I confess. indeed.

 and seems more docile. there would be no interference with Miss Brooke's marriage through Mr. against Mrs. with a provoking little inward laugh. He thinks of me as a future sister--that is all." answered Mrs. more clever and sensible than the elder sister. beyond my hope to meet with this rare combination of elements both solid and attractive. And I think when a girl is so young as Miss Brooke is. He will have brought his mother back by this time. and even his bad grammar is sublime."Why? what do you know against him?" said the Rector laying down his reels. There is nothing fit to be seen there. that air of being more religious than the rector and curate together. It was doubtful whether the recognition had been mutual. and sobbed. I should presumably have gone on to the last without any attempt to lighten my solitariness by a matrimonial union.The sanctity seemed no less clearly marked than the learning. But now I wish her joy of her hair shirt. and work at them. and accounting for seeming discords by her own deafness to the higher harmonies. at work with his turning apparatus.