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It
was
not
about
the
beginning
of
his
speech
that
Mr
.
Brooke
was
at
all
anxious
;
this
,
he
felt
sure
,
would
be
all
right
;
he
should
have
it
quite
pat
,
cut
out
as
neatly
as
a
set
of
couplets
from
Pope
.
Embarking
would
be
easy
,
but
the
vision
of
open
sea
that
might
come
after
was
alarming
.
"
And
questions
,
now
,
"
hinted
the
demon
just
waking
up
in
his
stomach
,
"
somebody
may
put
questions
about
the
schedules
.
—
Ladislaw
,
"
he
continued
,
aloud
,
"
just
hand
me
the
memorandum
of
the
schedules
.
"
When
Mr
.
Brooke
presented
himself
on
the
balcony
,
the
cheers
were
quite
loud
enough
to
counterbalance
the
yells
,
groans
,
brayings
,
and
other
expressions
of
adverse
theory
,
which
were
so
moderate
that
Mr
.
Standish
(
decidedly
an
old
bird
)
observed
in
the
ear
next
to
him
,
"
This
looks
dangerous
,
by
God
!
Hawley
has
got
some
deeper
plan
than
this
.
"
Still
,
the
cheers
were
exhilarating
,
and
no
candidate
could
look
more
amiable
than
Mr
.
Brooke
,
with
the
memorandum
in
his
breast
-
pocket
,
his
left
hand
on
the
rail
of
the
balcony
,
and
his
right
trifling
with
his
eye
-
glass
.
The
striking
points
in
his
appearance
were
his
buff
waistcoat
,
short
-
clipped
blond
hair
,
and
neutral
physiognomy
.
He
began
with
some
confidence
.
"
Gentlemen
—
Electors
of
Middlemarch
!
"
This
was
so
much
the
right
thing
that
a
little
pause
after
it
seemed
natural
.
"
I
’
m
uncommonly
glad
to
be
here
—
I
was
never
so
proud
and
happy
in
my
life
—
never
so
happy
,
you
know
.
"
This
was
a
bold
figure
of
speech
,
but
not
exactly
the
right
thing
;
for
,
unhappily
,
the
pat
opening
had
slipped
away
—
even
couplets
from
Pope
may
be
but
"
fallings
from
us
,
vanishings
,
"
when
fear
clutches
us
,
and
a
glass
of
sherry
is
hurrying
like
smoke
among
our
ideas
.
Ladislaw
,
who
stood
at
the
window
behind
the
speaker
,
thought
,
"
it
’
s
all
up
now
.
The
only
chance
is
that
,
since
the
best
thing
won
’
t
always
do
,
floundering
may
answer
for
once
.
"
Mr
.
Brooke
,
meanwhile
,
having
lost
other
clews
,
fell
back
on
himself
and
his
qualifications
—
always
an
appropriate
graceful
subject
for
a
candidate
.
"
I
am
a
close
neighbor
of
yours
,
my
good
friends
—
you
’
ve
known
me
on
the
bench
a
good
while
—
I
’
ve
always
gone
a
good
deal
into
public
questions
—
machinery
,
now
,
and
machine
-
breaking
—
you
’
re
many
of
you
concerned
with
machinery
,
and
I
’
ve
been
going
into
that
lately
.
It
won
’
t
do
,
you
know
,
breaking
machines
:
everything
must
go
on
—
trade
,
manufactures
,
commerce
,
interchange
of
staples
—
that
kind
of
thing
—
since
Adam
Smith
,
that
must
go
on
.
We
must
look
all
over
the
globe
:
—
‘
Observation
with
extensive
view
,
’
must
look
everywhere
,
‘
from
China
to
Peru
,
’
as
somebody
says
—
Johnson
,
I
think
,
‘
The
Rambler
,
’
you
know
.
That
is
what
I
have
done
up
to
a
certain
point
—
not
as
far
as
Peru
;
but
I
’
ve
not
always
stayed
at
home
—
I
saw
it
wouldn
’
t
do
.
I
’
ve
been
in
the
Levant
,
where
some
of
your
Middlemarch
goods
go
—
and
then
,
again
,
in
the
Baltic
.
The
Baltic
,
now
.
"
Plying
among
his
recollections
in
this
way
,
Mr
.
Brooke
might
have
got
along
,
easily
to
himself
,
and
would
have
come
back
from
the
remotest
seas
without
trouble
;
but
a
diabolical
procedure
had
been
set
up
by
the
enemy
.
At
one
and
the
same
moment
there
had
risen
above
the
shoulders
of
the
crowd
,
nearly
opposite
Mr
.
Brooke
,
and
within
ten
yards
of
him
,
the
effigy
of
himself
:
buff
-
colored
waistcoat
,
eye
-
glass
,
and
neutral
physiognomy
,
painted
on
rag
;
and
there
had
arisen
,
apparently
in
the
air
,
like
the
note
of
the
cuckoo
,
a
parrot
-
like
,
Punch
-
voiced
echo
of
his
words
.
Everybody
looked
up
at
the
open
windows
in
the
houses
at
the
opposite
angles
of
the
converging
streets
;
but
they
were
either
blank
,
or
filled
by
laughing
listeners
.
The
most
innocent
echo
has
an
impish
mockery
in
it
when
it
follows
a
gravely
persistent
speaker
,
and
this
echo
was
not
at
all
innocent
;
if
it
did
not
follow
with
the
precision
of
a
natural
echo
,
it
had
a
wicked
choice
of
the
words
it
overtook
.
By
the
time
it
said
,
"
The
Baltic
,
now
,
"
the
laugh
which
had
been
running
through
the
audience
became
a
general
shout
,
and
but
for
the
sobering
effects
of
party
and
that
great
public
cause
which
the
entanglement
of
things
had
identified
with
"
Brooke
of
Tipton
,
"
the
laugh
might
have
caught
his
committee
.
Mr
.
Bulstrode
asked
,
reprehensively
,
what
the
new
police
was
doing
;
but
a
voice
could
not
well
be
collared
,
and
an
attack
on
the
effigy
of
the
candidate
would
have
been
too
equivocal
,
since
Hawley
probably
meant
it
to
be
pelted
.
