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He
played
this
part
now
with
as
much
spirit
as
if
his
journey
had
been
entirely
successful
,
resorting
at
frequent
intervals
to
his
flask
.
The
paper
with
which
he
had
wedged
it
was
a
letter
signed
Nicholas
Bulstrode
,
but
Raffles
was
not
likely
to
disturb
it
from
its
present
useful
position
.
"
How
much
,
methinks
,
I
could
despise
this
manWere
I
not
bound
in
charity
against
it
!
—
SHAKESPEARE
:
Henry
VIII
.
One
of
the
professional
calls
made
by
Lydgate
soon
after
his
return
from
his
wedding
-
journey
was
to
Lowick
Manor
,
in
consequence
of
a
letter
which
had
requested
him
to
fix
a
time
for
his
visit
.
Mr
.
Casaubon
had
never
put
any
question
concerning
the
nature
of
his
illness
to
Lydgate
,
nor
had
he
even
to
Dorothea
betrayed
any
anxiety
as
to
how
far
it
might
be
likely
to
cut
short
his
labors
or
his
life
.
On
this
point
,
as
on
all
others
,
he
shrank
from
pity
;
and
if
the
suspicion
of
being
pitied
for
anything
in
his
lot
surmised
or
known
in
spite
of
himself
was
embittering
,
the
idea
of
calling
forth
a
show
of
compassion
by
frankly
admitting
an
alarm
or
a
sorrow
was
necessarily
intolerable
to
him
.
Every
proud
mind
knows
something
of
this
experience
,
and
perhaps
it
is
only
to
be
overcome
by
a
sense
of
fellowship
deep
enough
to
make
all
efforts
at
isolation
seem
mean
and
petty
instead
of
exalting
.
But
Mr
.
Casaubon
was
now
brooding
over
something
through
which
the
question
of
his
health
and
life
haunted
his
silence
with
a
more
harassing
importunity
even
than
through
the
autumnal
unripeness
of
his
authorship
.
It
is
true
that
this
last
might
be
called
his
central
ambition
;
but
there
are
some
kinds
of
authorship
in
which
by
far
the
largest
result
is
the
uneasy
susceptibility
accumulated
in
the
consciousness
of
the
author
one
knows
of
the
river
by
a
few
streaks
amid
a
long
-
gathered
deposit
of
uncomfortable
mud
.
That
was
the
way
with
Mr
.
Casaubon
’
s
hard
intellectual
labors
.
Their
most
characteristic
result
was
not
the
"
Key
to
all
Mythologies
,
"
but
a
morbid
consciousness
that
others
did
not
give
him
the
place
which
he
had
not
demonstrably
merited
—
a
perpetual
suspicious
conjecture
that
the
views
entertained
of
him
were
not
to
his
advantage
—
a
melancholy
absence
of
passion
in
his
efforts
at
achievement
,
and
a
passionate
resistance
to
the
confession
that
he
had
achieved
nothing
.
Thus
his
intellectual
ambition
which
seemed
to
others
to
have
absorbed
and
dried
him
,
was
really
no
security
against
wounds
,
least
of
all
against
those
which
came
from
Dorothea
.
And
he
had
begun
now
to
frame
possibilities
for
the
future
which
were
somehow
more
embittering
to
him
than
anything
his
mind
had
dwelt
on
before
.
Against
certain
facts
he
was
helpless
:
against
Will
Ladislaw
’
s
existence
his
defiant
stay
in
the
neighborhood
of
Lowick
,
and
his
flippant
state
of
mind
with
regard
to
the
possessors
of
authentic
,
well
-
stamped
erudition
:
against
Dorothea
’
s
nature
,
always
taking
on
some
new
shape
of
ardent
activity
,
and
even
in
submission
and
silence
covering
fervid
reasons
which
it
was
an
irritation
to
think
of
:
against
certain
notions
and
likings
which
had
taken
possession
of
her
mind
in
relation
to
subjects
that
he
could
not
possibly
discuss
with
her
.
"
There
was
no
denying
that
Dorothea
was
as
virtuous
and
lovely
a
young
lady
as
he
could
have
obtained
for
a
wife
;
but
a
young
lady
turned
out
to
be
something
more
troublesome
than
he
had
conceived
.
She
nursed
him
,
she
read
to
him
,
she
anticipated
his
wants
,
and
was
solicitous
about
his
feelings
;
but
there
had
entered
into
the
husband
’
s
mind
the
certainty
that
she
judged
him
,
and
that
her
wifely
devotedness
was
like
a
penitential
expiation
of
unbelieving
thoughts
—
was
accompanied
with
a
power
of
comparison
by
which
himself
and
his
doings
were
seen
too
luminously
as
a
part
of
things
in
general
.
His
discontent
passed
vapor
-
like
through
all
her
gentle
loving
manifestations
,
and
clung
to
that
inappreciative
world
which
she
had
only
brought
nearer
to
him
.
Poor
Mr
.
Casaubon
!
This
suffering
was
the
harder
to
bear
because
it
seemed
like
a
betrayal
:
the
young
creature
who
had
worshipped
him
with
perfect
trust
had
quickly
turned
into
the
critical
wife
;
and
early
instances
of
criticism
and
resentment
had
made
an
impression
which
no
tenderness
and
submission
afterwards
could
remove
.
To
his
suspicious
interpretation
Dorothea
’
s
silence
now
was
a
suppressed
rebellion
;
a
remark
from
her
which
he
had
not
in
any
way
anticipated
was
an
assertion
of
conscious
superiority
;
her
gentle
answers
had
an
irritating
cautiousness
in
them
;
and
when
she
acquiesced
it
was
a
self
-
approved
effort
of
forbearance
.
The
tenacity
with
which
he
strove
to
hide
this
inward
drama
made
it
the
more
vivid
for
him
;
as
we
hear
with
the
more
keenness
what
we
wish
others
not
to
hear
.
