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The
last
sentence
was
spoken
with
an
almost
solemn
cadence
,
and
Will
did
not
know
what
to
say
,
since
it
would
not
be
useful
for
him
to
embrace
her
slippers
,
and
tell
her
that
he
would
die
for
her
:
it
was
clear
that
she
required
nothing
of
the
sort
;
and
they
were
both
silent
for
a
moment
or
two
,
when
Dorothea
began
again
with
an
air
of
saying
at
last
what
had
been
in
her
mind
beforehand
.
"
I
wanted
to
ask
you
again
about
something
you
said
the
other
day
.
Perhaps
it
was
half
of
it
your
lively
way
of
speaking
:
I
notice
that
you
like
to
put
things
strongly
;
I
myself
often
exaggerate
when
I
speak
hastily
.
"
"
What
was
it
?
"
said
Will
,
observing
that
she
spoke
with
a
timidity
quite
new
in
her
.
"
I
have
a
hyperbolical
tongue
:
it
catches
fire
as
it
goes
.
I
dare
say
I
shall
have
to
retract
.
"
"
I
mean
what
you
said
about
the
necessity
of
knowing
German
—
I
mean
,
for
the
subjects
that
Mr
.
Casaubon
is
engaged
in
.
I
have
been
thinking
about
it
;
and
it
seems
to
me
that
with
Mr
.
Casaubon
’
s
learning
he
must
have
before
him
the
same
materials
as
German
scholars
—
has
he
not
?
"
Dorothea
’
s
timidity
was
due
to
an
indistinct
consciousness
that
she
was
in
the
strange
situation
of
consulting
a
third
person
about
the
adequacy
of
Mr
.
Casaubon
’
s
learning
.
"
Not
exactly
the
same
materials
,
"
said
Will
,
thinking
that
he
would
be
duly
reserved
.
"
He
is
not
an
Orientalist
,
you
know
.
He
does
not
profess
to
have
more
than
second
-
hand
knowledge
there
.
"
"
But
there
are
very
valuable
books
about
antiquities
which
were
written
a
long
while
ago
by
scholars
who
knew
nothing
about
these
modern
things
;
and
they
are
still
used
.
Why
should
Mr
.
Casaubon
’
s
not
be
valuable
,
like
theirs
?
"
said
Dorothea
,
with
more
remonstrant
energy
.
She
was
impelled
to
have
the
argument
aloud
,
which
she
had
been
having
in
her
own
mind
.
"
That
depends
on
the
line
of
study
taken
,
"
said
Will
,
also
getting
a
tone
of
rejoinder
.
"
The
subject
Mr
.
Casaubon
has
chosen
is
as
changing
as
chemistry
:
new
discoveries
are
constantly
making
new
points
of
view
.
Who
wants
a
system
on
the
basis
of
the
four
elements
,
or
a
book
to
refute
Paracelsus
?
Do
you
not
see
that
it
is
no
use
now
to
be
crawling
a
little
way
after
men
of
the
last
century
—
men
like
Bryant
—
and
correcting
their
mistakes
?
—
living
in
a
lumber
-
room
and
furbishing
up
broken
-
legged
theories
about
Chus
and
Mizraim
?
"
"
How
can
you
bear
to
speak
so
lightly
?
"
said
Dorothea
,
with
a
look
between
sorrow
and
anger
.
"
If
it
were
as
you
say
,
what
could
be
sadder
than
so
much
ardent
labor
all
in
vain
?
I
wonder
it
does
not
affect
you
more
painfully
,
if
you
really
think
that
a
man
like
Mr
.
Casaubon
,
of
so
much
goodness
,
power
,
and
learning
,
should
in
any
way
fail
in
what
has
been
the
labor
of
his
best
years
.
"
She
was
beginning
to
be
shocked
that
she
had
got
to
such
a
point
of
supposition
,
and
indignant
with
Will
for
having
led
her
to
it
.
