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Will
Ladislaw
,
meanwhile
,
was
mortified
,
and
knew
the
reason
of
it
clearly
enough
.
His
chances
of
meeting
Dorothea
were
rare
;
and
here
for
the
first
time
there
had
come
a
chance
which
had
set
him
at
a
disadvantage
.
It
was
not
only
,
as
it
had
been
hitherto
,
that
she
was
not
supremely
occupied
with
him
,
but
that
she
had
seen
him
under
circumstances
in
which
he
might
appear
not
to
be
supremely
occupied
with
her
.
He
felt
thrust
to
a
new
distance
from
her
,
amongst
the
circles
of
Middlemarchers
who
made
no
part
of
her
life
.
But
that
was
not
his
fault
:
of
course
,
since
he
had
taken
his
lodgings
in
the
town
,
he
had
been
making
as
many
acquaintances
as
he
could
,
his
position
requiring
that
he
should
know
everybody
and
everything
.
Lydgate
was
really
better
worth
knowing
than
any
one
else
in
the
neighborhood
,
and
he
happened
to
have
a
wife
who
was
musical
and
altogether
worth
calling
upon
.
Here
was
the
whole
history
of
the
situation
in
which
Diana
had
descended
too
unexpectedly
on
her
worshipper
.
It
was
mortifying
.
Will
was
conscious
that
he
should
not
have
been
at
Middlemarch
but
for
Dorothea
;
and
yet
his
position
there
was
threatening
to
divide
him
from
her
with
those
barriers
of
habitual
sentiment
which
are
more
fatal
to
the
persistence
of
mutual
interest
than
all
the
distance
between
Rome
and
Britain
.
Prejudices
about
rank
and
status
were
easy
enough
to
defy
in
the
form
of
a
tyrannical
letter
from
Mr
.
Casaubon
;
but
prejudices
,
like
odorous
bodies
,
have
a
double
existence
both
solid
and
subtle
—
solid
as
the
pyramids
,
subtle
as
the
twentieth
echo
of
an
echo
,
or
as
the
memory
of
hyacinths
which
once
scented
the
darkness
.
And
Will
was
of
a
temperament
to
feel
keenly
the
presence
of
subtleties
:
a
man
of
clumsier
perceptions
would
not
have
felt
,
as
he
did
,
that
for
the
first
time
some
sense
of
unfitness
in
perfect
freedom
with
him
had
sprung
up
in
Dorothea
’
s
mind
,
and
that
their
silence
,
as
he
conducted
her
to
the
carriage
,
had
had
a
chill
in
it
.
Perhaps
Casaubon
,
in
his
hatred
and
jealousy
,
had
been
insisting
to
Dorothea
that
Will
had
slid
below
her
socially
.
Confound
Casaubon
!
Will
re
-
entered
the
drawing
-
room
,
took
up
his
hat
,
and
looking
irritated
as
he
advanced
towards
Mrs
.
Lydgate
,
who
had
seated
herself
at
her
work
-
table
,
said
—
"
It
is
always
fatal
to
have
music
or
poetry
interrupted
.
May
I
come
another
day
and
just
finish
about
the
rendering
of
‘
Lungi
dal
caro
bene
’
?
"
"
I
shall
be
happy
to
be
taught
,
"
said
Rosamond
.
"
But
I
am
sure
you
admit
that
the
interruption
was
a
very
beautiful
one
.
I
quite
envy
your
acquaintance
with
Mrs
.
Casaubon
.
Is
she
very
clever
?
She
looks
as
if
she
were
.
"
"
Really
,
I
never
thought
about
it
,
"
said
Will
,
sulkily
.
"
That
is
just
the
answer
Tertius
gave
me
,
when
I
first
asked
him
if
she
were
handsome
.
What
is
it
that
you
gentlemen
are
thinking
of
when
you
are
with
Mrs
.
Casaubon
?
"
"
Herself
,
"
said
Will
,
not
indisposed
to
provoke
the
charming
Mrs
.
Lydgate
.
"
When
one
sees
a
perfect
woman
,
one
never
thinks
of
her
attributes
—
one
is
conscious
of
her
presence
.
"
"
I
shall
be
jealous
when
Tertius
goes
to
Lowick
,
"
said
Rosamond
,
dimpling
,
and
speaking
with
aery
lightness
.
"
He
will
come
back
and
think
nothing
of
me
.
"
