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"
Don
’
t
be
anxious
,
Kitty
;
I
have
quite
other
thoughts
about
my
life
.
I
shall
never
marry
again
,
"
said
Dorothea
,
touching
her
sister
’
s
chin
,
and
looking
at
her
with
indulgent
affection
.
Celia
was
nursing
her
baby
,
and
Dorothea
had
come
to
say
good
-
night
to
her
.
"
Really
—
quite
?
"
said
Celia
.
"
Not
anybody
at
all
—
if
he
were
very
wonderful
indeed
?
"
Dorothea
shook
her
head
slowly
.
"
Not
anybody
at
all
.
I
have
delightful
plans
.
I
should
like
to
take
a
great
deal
of
land
,
and
drain
it
,
and
make
a
little
colony
,
where
everybody
should
work
,
and
all
the
work
should
be
done
well
.
I
should
know
every
one
of
the
people
and
be
their
friend
I
am
going
to
have
great
consultations
with
Mr
.
Garth
:
he
can
tell
me
almost
everything
I
want
to
know
.
"
"
Then
you
WILL
be
happy
,
if
you
have
a
plan
,
Dodo
?
"
said
Celia
.
"
Perhaps
little
Arthur
will
like
plans
when
he
grows
up
,
and
then
he
can
help
you
.
"
Sir
James
was
informed
that
same
night
that
Dorothea
was
really
quite
set
against
marrying
anybody
at
all
,
and
was
going
to
take
to
"
all
sorts
of
plans
,
"
just
like
what
she
used
to
have
.
Sir
James
made
no
remark
.
To
his
secret
feeling
there
was
something
repulsive
in
a
woman
’
s
second
marriage
,
and
no
match
would
prevent
him
from
feeling
it
a
sort
of
desecration
for
Dorothea
.
He
was
aware
that
the
world
would
regard
such
a
sentiment
as
preposterous
,
especially
in
relation
to
a
woman
of
one
-
and
-
twenty
;
the
practice
of
"
the
world
"
being
to
treat
of
a
young
widow
’
s
second
marriage
as
certain
and
probably
near
,
and
to
smile
with
meaning
if
the
widow
acts
accordingly
.
But
if
Dorothea
did
choose
to
espouse
her
solitude
,
he
felt
that
the
resolution
would
well
become
her
.
"
How
happy
is
he
born
and
taughtThat
serveth
not
another
’
s
will
;
Whose
armor
is
his
honest
thought
,
And
simple
truth
his
only
skill
!
.
.
.
.
.
.
.
This
man
is
freed
from
servile
bandsOf
hope
to
rise
or
fear
to
fall
;
Lord
of
himself
though
not
of
lands
;
And
having
nothing
yet
hath
all
.
"
—
SIR
HENRY
WOTTON
.
Dorothea
’
s
confidence
in
Caleb
Garth
’
s
knowledge
,
which
had
begun
on
her
hearing
that
he
approved
of
her
cottages
,
had
grown
fast
during
her
stay
at
Freshitt
,
Sir
James
having
induced
her
to
take
rides
over
the
two
estates
in
company
with
himself
and
Caleb
,
who
quite
returned
her
admiration
,
and
told
his
wife
that
Mrs
.
Casaubon
had
a
head
for
business
most
uncommon
in
a
woman
.
It
must
be
remembered
that
by
"
business
"
Caleb
never
meant
money
transactions
,
but
the
skilful
application
of
labor
.
"
Most
uncommon
!
"
repeated
Caleb
.
"
She
said
a
thing
I
often
used
to
think
myself
when
I
was
a
lad
:
—
‘
Mr
.
Garth
,
I
should
like
to
feel
,
if
I
lived
to
be
old
,
that
I
had
improved
a
great
piece
of
land
and
built
a
great
many
good
cottages
,
because
the
work
is
of
a
healthy
kind
while
it
is
being
done
,
and
after
it
is
done
,
men
are
the
better
for
it
.
’
Those
were
the
very
words
:
she
sees
into
things
in
that
way
.
"
"
But
womanly
,
I
hope
,
"
said
Mrs
.
Garth
,
half
suspecting
that
Mrs
.
Casaubon
might
not
hold
the
true
principle
of
subordination
.
