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"
Poor
devil
!
"
said
Lydgate
,
smiling
and
pinching
his
wife
’
s
ears
.
Rosamond
felt
herself
beginning
to
know
a
great
deal
of
the
world
,
especially
in
discovering
what
when
she
was
in
her
unmarried
girlhood
had
been
inconceivable
to
her
except
as
a
dim
tragedy
in
by
-
gone
costumes
—
that
women
,
even
after
marriage
,
might
make
conquests
and
enslave
men
.
At
that
time
young
ladies
in
the
country
,
even
when
educated
at
Mrs
.
Lemon
’
s
,
read
little
French
literature
later
than
Racine
,
and
public
prints
had
not
cast
their
present
magnificent
illumination
over
the
scandals
of
life
.
Still
,
vanity
,
with
a
woman
’
s
whole
mind
and
day
to
work
in
,
can
construct
abundantly
on
slight
hints
,
especially
on
such
a
hint
as
the
possibility
of
indefinite
conquests
.
How
delightful
to
make
captives
from
the
throne
of
marriage
with
a
husband
as
crown
-
prince
by
your
side
—
himself
in
fact
a
subject
—
while
the
captives
look
up
forever
hopeless
,
losing
their
rest
probably
,
and
if
their
appetite
too
,
so
much
the
better
!
But
Rosamond
’
s
romance
turned
at
present
chiefly
on
her
crown
-
prince
,
and
it
was
enough
to
enjoy
his
assured
subjection
.
When
he
said
,
"
Poor
devil
I
"
she
asked
,
with
playful
curiosity
—
"
Why
so
?
"
"
Why
,
what
can
a
man
do
when
he
takes
to
adoring
one
of
you
mermaids
?
He
only
neglects
his
work
and
runs
up
bills
.
"
"
I
am
sure
you
do
not
neglect
your
work
.
You
are
always
at
the
Hospital
,
or
seeing
poor
patients
,
or
thinking
about
some
doctor
’
s
quarrel
;
and
then
at
home
you
always
want
to
pore
over
your
microscope
and
phials
.
Confess
you
like
those
things
better
than
me
.
"
"
Haven
’
t
you
ambition
enough
to
wish
that
your
husband
should
be
something
better
than
a
Middlemarch
doctor
?
"
said
Lydgate
,
letting
his
hands
fall
on
to
his
wife
’
s
shoulders
,
and
looking
at
her
with
affectionate
gravity
"
I
shall
make
you
learn
my
favorite
bit
from
an
old
poet
—
‘
Why
should
our
pride
make
such
a
stir
to
beAnd
be
forgot
?
What
good
is
like
to
this
,
To
do
worthy
the
writing
,
and
to
writeWorthy
the
reading
and
the
worlds
delight
?
’
What
I
want
,
Rosy
,
is
to
do
worthy
the
writing
—
and
to
write
out
myself
what
I
have
done
.
A
man
must
work
,
to
do
that
,
my
pet
.
"
