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Brooke
’
s
mind
felt
blank
before
it
,
could
be
hardly
less
complicated
than
the
revolutions
of
an
irregular
solid
.
"
Hard
students
are
commonly
troubled
with
gowts
,
catarrhs
,
rheums
,
cachexia
,
bradypepsia
,
bad
eyes
,
stone
,
and
collick
,
crudities
,
oppilations
,
vertigo
,
winds
,
consumptions
,
and
all
such
diseases
as
come
by
over
-
much
sitting
:
they
are
most
part
lean
,
dry
,
ill
-
colored
.
.
.
and
all
through
immoderate
pains
and
extraordinary
studies
.
If
you
will
not
believe
the
truth
of
this
,
look
upon
great
Tostatus
and
Thomas
Aquainas
’
works
;
and
tell
me
whether
those
men
took
pains
.
"
—
BURTON
’
S
Anatomy
of
Melancholy
,
P
.
I
,
s
.
2
.
This
was
Mr
.
Casaubon
’
s
letter
.
MY
DEAR
Miss
Brooke
—
I
have
your
guardian
’
s
permission
to
address
you
on
a
subject
than
which
I
have
none
more
at
heart
.
I
am
not
,
I
trust
,
mistaken
in
the
recognition
of
some
deeper
correspondence
than
that
of
date
in
the
fact
that
a
consciousness
of
need
in
my
own
life
had
arisen
contemporaneously
with
the
possibility
of
my
becoming
acquainted
with
you
.
For
in
the
first
hour
of
meeting
you
,
I
had
an
impression
of
your
eminent
and
perhaps
exclusive
fitness
to
supply
that
need
(
connected
,
I
may
say
,
with
such
activity
of
the
affections
as
even
the
preoccupations
of
a
work
too
special
to
be
abdicated
could
not
uninterruptedly
dissimulate
)
;
and
each
succeeding
opportunity
for
observation
has
given
the
impression
an
added
depth
by
convincing
me
more
emphatically
of
that
fitness
which
I
had
preconceived
,
and
thus
evoking
more
decisively
those
affections
to
which
I
have
but
now
referred
.
Our
conversations
have
,
I
think
,
made
sufficiently
clear
to
you
the
tenor
of
my
life
and
purposes
:
a
tenor
unsuited
,
I
am
aware
,
to
the
commoner
order
of
minds
.
But
I
have
discerned
in
you
an
elevation
of
thought
and
a
capability
of
devotedness
,
which
I
had
hitherto
not
conceived
to
be
compatible
either
with
the
early
bloom
of
youth
or
with
those
graces
of
sex
that
may
be
said
at
once
to
win
and
to
confer
distinction
when
combined
,
as
they
notably
are
in
you
,
with
the
mental
qualities
above
indicated
.
It
was
,
I
confess
,
beyond
my
hope
to
meet
with
this
rare
combination
of
elements
both
solid
and
attractive
,
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
,
let
me
again
say
,
I
trust
not
to
be
superficially
coincident
with
foreshadowing
needs
,
but
providentially
related
thereto
as
stages
towards
the
completion
of
a
life
’
s
plan
)
,
I
should
presumably
have
gone
on
to
the
last
without
any
attempt
to
lighten
my
solitariness
by
a
matrimonial
union
.
Such
,
my
dear
Miss
Brooke
,
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
.
To
be
accepted
by
you
as
your
husband
and
the
earthly
guardian
of
your
welfare
,
I
should
regard
as
the
highest
of
providential
gifts
.
In
return
I
can
at
least
offer
you
an
affection
hitherto
unwasted
,
and
the
faithful
consecration
of
a
life
which
,
however
short
in
the
sequel
,
has
no
backward
pages
whereon
,
if
you
choose
to
turn
them
,
you
will
find
records
such
as
might
justly
cause
you
either
bitterness
or
shame
.
I
await
the
expression
of
your
sentiments
with
an
anxiety
which
it
would
be
the
part
of
wisdom
(
were
it
possible
)
to
divert
by
a
more
arduous
labor
than
usual
.
But
in
this
order
of
experience
I
am
still
young
,
and
in
looking
forward
to
an
unfavorable
possibility
I
cannot
but
feel
that
resignation
to
solitude
will
be
more
difficult
after
the
temporary
illumination
of
hope
.
In
any
case
,
I
shall
remain
,
Yours
with
sincere
devotion
,
EDWARD
CASAUBON
.
Dorothea
trembled
while
she
read
this
letter
;
then
she
fell
on
her
knees
,
buried
her
face
,
and
sobbed
.
She
could
not
pray
:
under
the
rush
of
solemn
emotion
in
which
thoughts
became
vague
and
images
floated
uncertainly
,
she
could
but
cast
herself
,
with
a
childlike
sense
of
reclining
,
in
the
lap
of
a
divine
consciousness
which
sustained
her
own
.
She
remained
in
that
attitude
till
it
was
time
to
dress
for
dinner
.
How
could
it
occur
to
her
to
examine
the
letter
,
to
look
at
it
critically
as
a
profession
of
love
?
Her
whole
soul
was
possessed
by
the
fact
that
a
fuller
life
was
opening
before
her
:
she
was
a
neophyte
about
to
enter
on
a
higher
grade
of
initiation
.
