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"
Yes
;
and
you
must
go
to
Celia
:
she
has
great
news
to
tell
you
,
you
know
.
I
leave
it
all
to
her
.
"
The
blue
-
green
boudoir
looked
much
more
cheerful
when
Celia
was
seated
there
in
a
pelisse
exactly
like
her
sister
’
s
,
surveying
the
cameos
with
a
placid
satisfaction
,
while
the
conversation
passed
on
to
other
topics
.
"
Do
you
think
it
nice
to
go
to
Rome
on
a
wedding
journey
?
"
said
Celia
,
with
her
ready
delicate
blush
which
Dorothea
was
used
to
on
the
smallest
occasions
.
"
It
would
not
suit
all
—
not
you
,
dear
,
for
example
,
"
said
Dorothea
,
quietly
.
No
one
would
ever
know
what
she
thought
of
a
wedding
journey
to
Rome
.
"
Mrs
.
Cadwallader
says
it
is
nonsense
,
people
going
a
long
journey
when
they
are
married
.
She
says
they
get
tired
to
death
of
each
other
,
and
can
’
t
quarrel
comfortably
,
as
they
would
at
home
.
And
Lady
Chettam
says
she
went
to
Bath
.
"
Celia
’
s
color
changed
again
and
again
—
seemed
To
come
and
go
with
tidings
from
the
heart
,
As
it
a
running
messenger
had
been
It
must
mean
more
than
Celia
’
s
blushing
usually
did
.
"
Celia
!
has
something
happened
?
"
said
Dorothea
,
in
a
tone
full
of
sisterly
feeling
.
"
Have
you
really
any
great
news
to
tell
me
?
"
"
It
was
because
you
went
away
,
Dodo
.
Then
there
was
nobody
but
me
for
Sir
James
to
talk
to
,
"
said
Celia
,
with
a
certain
roguishness
in
her
eyes
.
"
I
understand
.
It
is
as
I
used
to
hope
and
believe
,
"
said
Dorothea
,
taking
her
sister
’
s
face
between
her
hands
,
and
looking
at
her
half
anxiously
.
Celia
’
s
marriage
seemed
more
serious
than
it
used
to
do
.
