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It
was
too
intolerable
that
Dorothea
should
be
worshipping
this
husband
:
such
weakness
in
a
woman
is
pleasant
to
no
man
but
the
husband
in
question
.
Mortals
are
easily
tempted
to
pinch
the
life
out
of
their
neighbor
’
s
buzzing
glory
,
and
think
that
such
killing
is
no
murder
.
"
No
,
indeed
,
"
he
answered
,
promptly
.
"
And
therefore
it
is
a
pity
that
it
should
be
thrown
away
,
as
so
much
English
scholarship
is
,
for
want
of
knowing
what
is
being
done
by
the
rest
of
the
world
.
If
Mr
.
Casaubon
read
German
he
would
save
himself
a
great
deal
of
trouble
.
"
"
I
do
not
understand
you
,
"
said
Dorothea
,
startled
and
anxious
.
"
I
merely
mean
,
"
said
Will
,
in
an
offhand
way
,
"
that
the
Germans
have
taken
the
lead
in
historical
inquiries
,
and
they
laugh
at
results
which
are
got
by
groping
about
in
woods
with
a
pocket
-
compass
while
they
have
made
good
roads
.
When
I
was
with
Mr
.
Casaubon
I
saw
that
he
deafened
himself
in
that
direction
:
it
was
almost
against
his
will
that
he
read
a
Latin
treatise
written
by
a
German
.
I
was
very
sorry
.
"
Will
only
thought
of
giving
a
good
pinch
that
would
annihilate
that
vaunted
laboriousness
,
and
was
unable
to
imagine
the
mode
in
which
Dorothea
would
be
wounded
.
Young
Mr
.
Ladislaw
was
not
at
all
deep
himself
in
German
writers
;
but
very
little
achievement
is
required
in
order
to
pity
another
man
’
s
shortcomings
.
Poor
Dorothea
felt
a
pang
at
the
thought
that
the
labor
of
her
husband
’
s
life
might
be
void
,
which
left
her
no
energy
to
spare
for
the
question
whether
this
young
relative
who
was
so
much
obliged
to
him
ought
not
to
have
repressed
his
observation
.
She
did
not
even
speak
,
but
sat
looking
at
her
hands
,
absorbed
in
the
piteousness
of
that
thought
.
Will
,
however
,
having
given
that
annihilating
pinch
,
was
rather
ashamed
,
imagining
from
Dorothea
’
s
silence
that
he
had
offended
her
still
more
;
and
having
also
a
conscience
about
plucking
the
tail
-
feathers
from
a
benefactor
.
"
I
regretted
it
especially
,
"
he
resumed
,
taking
the
usual
course
from
detraction
to
insincere
eulogy
,
"
because
of
my
gratitude
and
respect
towards
my
cousin
.
It
would
not
signify
so
much
in
a
man
whose
talents
and
character
were
less
distinguished
.
"
Dorothea
raised
her
eyes
,
brighter
than
usual
with
excited
feeling
,
and
said
in
her
saddest
recitative
,
"
How
I
wish
I
had
learned
German
when
I
was
at
Lausanne
!
There
were
plenty
of
German
teachers
.
But
now
I
can
be
of
no
use
.
"
There
was
a
new
light
,
but
still
a
mysterious
light
,
for
Will
in
Dorothea
’
s
last
words
.
The
question
how
she
had
come
to
accept
Mr
.
Casaubon
—
which
he
had
dismissed
when
he
first
saw
her
by
saying
that
she
must
be
disagreeable
in
spite
of
appearances
—
was
not
now
to
be
answered
on
any
such
short
and
easy
method
.
Whatever
else
she
might
be
,
she
was
not
disagreeable
.
