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"
Very
soon
,
I
think
.
I
intend
to
go
to
town
and
eat
my
dinners
as
a
barrister
,
since
,
they
say
,
that
is
the
preparation
for
all
public
business
.
There
will
be
a
great
deal
of
political
work
to
be
done
by
-
and
-
by
,
and
I
mean
to
try
and
do
some
of
it
.
Other
men
have
managed
to
win
an
honorable
position
for
themselves
without
family
or
money
.
"
"
And
that
will
make
it
all
the
more
honorable
,
"
said
Dorothea
,
ardently
.
"
Besides
,
you
have
so
many
talents
.
I
have
heard
from
my
uncle
how
well
you
speak
in
public
,
so
that
every
one
is
sorry
when
you
leave
off
,
and
how
clearly
you
can
explain
things
.
And
you
care
that
justice
should
be
done
to
every
one
.
I
am
so
glad
.
When
we
were
in
Rome
,
I
thought
you
only
cared
for
poetry
and
art
,
and
the
things
that
adorn
life
for
us
who
are
well
off
.
But
now
I
know
you
think
about
the
rest
of
the
world
.
"
While
she
was
speaking
Dorothea
had
lost
her
personal
embarrassment
,
and
had
become
like
her
former
self
.
She
looked
at
Will
with
a
direct
glance
,
full
of
delighted
confidence
.
"
You
approve
of
my
going
away
for
years
,
then
,
and
never
coming
here
again
till
I
have
made
myself
of
some
mark
in
the
world
?
"
said
Will
,
trying
hard
to
reconcile
the
utmost
pride
with
the
utmost
effort
to
get
an
expression
of
strong
feeling
from
Dorothea
.
She
was
not
aware
how
long
it
was
before
she
answered
.
She
had
turned
her
head
and
was
looking
out
of
the
window
on
the
rose
-
bushes
,
which
seemed
to
have
in
them
the
summers
of
all
the
years
when
Will
would
be
away
.
This
was
not
judicious
behavior
.
But
Dorothea
never
thought
of
studying
her
manners
:
she
thought
only
of
bowing
to
a
sad
necessity
which
divided
her
from
Will
.
Those
first
words
of
his
about
his
intentions
had
seemed
to
make
everything
clear
to
her
:
he
knew
,
she
supposed
,
all
about
Mr
.
Casaubon
’
s
final
conduct
in
relation
to
him
,
and
it
had
come
to
him
with
the
same
sort
of
shock
as
to
herself
.
He
had
never
felt
more
than
friendship
for
her
—
had
never
had
anything
in
his
mind
to
justify
what
she
felt
to
be
her
husband
’
s
outrage
on
the
feelings
of
both
:
and
that
friendship
he
still
felt
.
Something
which
may
be
called
an
inward
silent
sob
had
gone
on
in
Dorothea
before
she
said
with
a
pure
voice
,
just
trembling
in
the
last
words
as
if
only
from
its
liquid
flexibility
—
"
Yes
,
it
must
be
right
for
you
to
do
as
you
say
.
I
shall
be
very
happy
when
I
hear
that
you
have
made
your
value
felt
.
But
you
must
have
patience
.
It
will
perhaps
be
a
long
while
.
"
Will
never
quite
knew
how
it
was
that
he
saved
himself
from
falling
down
at
her
feet
,
when
the
"
long
while
"
came
forth
with
its
gentle
tremor
.
He
used
to
say
that
the
horrible
hue
and
surface
of
her
crape
dress
was
most
likely
the
sufficient
controlling
force
.
He
sat
still
,
however
,
and
only
said
—
"
I
shall
never
hear
from
you
.
And
you
will
forget
all
about
me
.
"
"
No
,
"
said
Dorothea
,
"
I
shall
never
forget
you
.
I
have
never
forgotten
any
one
whom
I
once
knew
.
My
life
has
never
been
crowded
,
and
seems
not
likely
to
be
so
.
And
I
have
a
great
deal
of
space
for
memory
at
Lowick
,
haven
’
t
I
?
"
She
smiled
.
