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Her
reverie
was
broken
by
Tantripp
,
who
came
to
say
that
Mr
.
Ladislaw
was
below
,
and
begged
permission
to
see
Madam
if
it
were
not
too
early
.
"
I
will
see
him
,
"
said
Dorothea
,
rising
immediately
.
"
Let
him
be
shown
into
the
drawing
-
room
.
"
The
drawing
-
room
was
the
most
neutral
room
in
the
house
to
her
—
the
one
least
associated
with
the
trials
of
her
married
life
:
the
damask
matched
the
wood
-
work
,
which
was
all
white
and
gold
;
there
were
two
tall
mirrors
and
tables
with
nothing
on
them
—
in
brief
,
it
was
a
room
where
you
had
no
reason
for
sitting
in
one
place
rather
than
in
another
.
It
was
below
the
boudoir
,
and
had
also
a
bow
-
window
looking
out
on
the
avenue
.
But
when
Pratt
showed
Will
Ladislaw
into
it
the
window
was
open
;
and
a
winged
visitor
,
buzzing
in
and
out
now
and
then
without
minding
the
furniture
,
made
the
room
look
less
formal
and
uninhabited
.
"
Glad
to
see
you
here
again
,
sir
,
"
said
Pratt
,
lingering
to
adjust
a
blind
.
"
I
am
only
come
to
say
good
-
by
,
Pratt
,
"
said
Will
,
who
wished
even
the
butler
to
know
that
he
was
too
proud
to
hang
about
Mrs
.
Casaubon
now
she
was
a
rich
widow
.
"
Very
sorry
to
hear
it
,
sir
,
"
said
Pratt
,
retiring
.
Of
course
,
as
a
servant
who
was
to
be
told
nothing
,
he
knew
the
fact
of
which
Ladislaw
was
still
ignorant
,
and
had
drawn
his
inferences
;
indeed
,
had
not
differed
from
his
betrothed
Tantripp
when
she
said
,
"
Your
master
was
as
jealous
as
a
fiend
—
and
no
reason
.
Madam
would
look
higher
than
Mr
.
Ladislaw
,
else
I
don
’
t
know
her
.
Mrs
.
Cadwallader
’
s
maid
says
there
’
s
a
lord
coming
who
is
to
marry
her
when
the
mourning
’
s
over
.
"
There
were
not
many
moments
for
Will
to
walk
about
with
his
hat
in
his
hand
before
Dorothea
entered
.
The
meeting
was
very
different
from
that
first
meeting
in
Rome
when
Will
had
been
embarrassed
and
Dorothea
calm
.
This
time
he
felt
miserable
but
determined
,
while
she
was
in
a
state
of
agitation
which
could
not
be
hidden
.
Just
outside
the
door
she
had
felt
that
this
longed
-
for
meeting
was
after
all
too
difficult
,
and
when
she
saw
Will
advancing
towards
her
,
the
deep
blush
which
was
rare
in
her
came
with
painful
suddenness
.
Neither
of
them
knew
how
it
was
,
but
neither
of
them
spoke
.
She
gave
her
hand
for
a
moment
,
and
then
they
went
to
sit
down
near
the
window
,
she
on
one
settee
and
he
on
another
opposite
.
Will
was
peculiarly
uneasy
:
it
seemed
to
him
not
like
Dorothea
that
the
mere
fact
of
her
being
a
widow
should
cause
such
a
change
in
her
manner
of
receiving
him
;
and
he
knew
of
no
other
condition
which
could
have
affected
their
previous
relation
to
each
other
—
except
that
,
as
his
imagination
at
once
told
him
,
her
friends
might
have
been
poisoning
her
mind
with
their
suspicions
of
him
.
"
I
hope
I
have
not
presumed
too
much
in
calling
,
"
said
Will
;
"
I
could
not
bear
to
leave
the
neighborhood
and
begin
a
new
life
without
seeing
you
to
say
good
-
by
.
"
"
Presumed
?
Surely
not
.
I
should
have
thought
it
unkind
if
you
had
not
wished
to
see
me
,
"
said
Dorothea
,
her
habit
of
speaking
with
perfect
genuineness
asserting
itself
through
all
her
uncertainty
and
agitation
.
"
Are
you
going
away
immediately
?
"
