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"
How
am
I
to
be
prudent
?
"
said
Lydgate
,
"
I
just
do
what
comes
before
me
to
do
.
I
can
’
t
help
people
’
s
ignorance
and
spite
,
any
more
than
Vesalius
could
.
It
isn
’
t
possible
to
square
one
’
s
conduct
to
silly
conclusions
which
nobody
can
foresee
.
"
"
Quite
true
;
I
didn
’
t
mean
that
.
I
meant
only
two
things
.
One
is
,
keep
yourself
as
separable
from
Bulstrode
as
you
can
:
of
course
,
you
can
go
on
doing
good
work
of
your
own
by
his
help
;
but
don
’
t
get
tied
.
Perhaps
it
seems
like
personal
feeling
in
me
to
say
so
—
and
there
’
s
a
good
deal
of
that
,
I
own
—
but
personal
feeling
is
not
always
in
the
wrong
if
you
boil
it
down
to
the
impressions
which
make
it
simply
an
opinion
.
"
"
Bulstrode
is
nothing
to
me
,
"
said
Lydgate
,
carelessly
,
"
except
on
public
grounds
.
As
to
getting
very
closely
united
to
him
,
I
am
not
fond
enough
of
him
for
that
.
But
what
was
the
other
thing
you
meant
?
"
said
Lydgate
,
who
was
nursing
his
leg
as
comfortably
as
possible
,
and
feeling
in
no
great
need
of
advice
.
"
Why
,
this
.
Take
care
—
experto
crede
—
take
care
not
to
get
hampered
about
money
matters
.
I
know
,
by
a
word
you
let
fall
one
day
,
that
you
don
’
t
like
my
playing
at
cards
so
much
for
money
.
You
are
right
enough
there
.
But
try
and
keep
clear
of
wanting
small
sums
that
you
haven
’
t
got
.
I
am
perhaps
talking
rather
superfluously
;
but
a
man
likes
to
assume
superiority
over
himself
,
by
holding
up
his
bad
example
and
sermonizing
on
it
.
"
Lydgate
took
Mr
.
Farebrother
’
s
hints
very
cordially
,
though
he
would
hardly
have
borne
them
from
another
man
.
He
could
not
help
remembering
that
he
had
lately
made
some
debts
,
but
these
had
seemed
inevitable
,
and
he
had
no
intention
now
to
do
more
than
keep
house
in
a
simple
way
.
The
furniture
for
which
he
owed
would
not
want
renewing
;
nor
even
the
stock
of
wine
for
a
long
while
.
Many
thoughts
cheered
him
at
that
time
—
and
justly
.
A
man
conscious
of
enthusiasm
for
worthy
aims
is
sustained
under
petty
hostilities
by
the
memory
of
great
workers
who
had
to
fight
their
way
not
without
wounds
,
and
who
hover
in
his
mind
as
patron
saints
,
invisibly
helping
.
At
home
,
that
same
evening
when
he
had
been
chatting
with
Mr
.
Farebrother
,
he
had
his
long
legs
stretched
on
the
sofa
,
his
head
thrown
back
,
and
his
hands
clasped
behind
it
according
to
his
favorite
ruminating
attitude
,
while
Rosamond
sat
at
the
piano
,
and
played
one
tune
after
another
,
of
which
her
husband
only
knew
(
like
the
emotional
elephant
he
was
!
)
that
they
fell
in
with
his
mood
as
if
they
had
been
melodious
sea
-
breezes
.
There
was
something
very
fine
in
Lydgate
’
s
look
just
then
,
and
any
one
might
have
been
encouraged
to
bet
on
his
achievement
.
In
his
dark
eyes
and
on
his
mouth
and
brow
there
was
that
placidity
which
comes
from
the
fulness
of
contemplative
thought
—
the
mind
not
searching
,
but
beholding
,
and
the
glance
seeming
to
be
filled
with
what
is
behind
it
.
Presently
Rosamond
left
the
piano
and
seated
herself
on
a
chair
close
to
the
sofa
and
opposite
her
husband
’
s
face
.
"
Is
that
enough
music
for
you
,
my
lord
?
"
she
said
,
folding
her
hands
before
her
and
putting
on
a
little
air
of
meekness
.
