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At
the
time
when
Mr
.
Vincy
uttered
that
presentiment
about
Rosamond
,
she
herself
had
never
had
the
idea
that
she
should
be
driven
to
make
the
sort
of
appeal
which
he
foresaw
.
She
had
not
yet
had
any
anxiety
about
ways
and
means
,
although
her
domestic
life
had
been
expensive
as
well
as
eventful
.
Her
baby
had
been
born
prematurely
,
and
all
the
embroidered
robes
and
caps
had
to
be
laid
by
in
darkness
.
This
misfortune
was
attributed
entirely
to
her
having
persisted
in
going
out
on
horseback
one
day
when
her
husband
had
desired
her
not
to
do
so
;
but
it
must
not
be
supposed
that
she
had
shown
temper
on
the
occasion
,
or
rudely
told
him
that
she
would
do
as
she
liked
.
What
led
her
particularly
to
desire
horse
-
exercise
was
a
visit
from
Captain
Lydgate
,
the
baronet
’
s
third
son
,
who
,
I
am
sorry
to
say
,
was
detested
by
our
Tertius
of
that
name
as
a
vapid
fop
"
parting
his
hair
from
brow
to
nape
in
a
despicable
fashion
"
(
not
followed
by
Tertius
himself
)
,
and
showing
an
ignorant
security
that
he
knew
the
proper
thing
to
say
on
every
topic
.
Lydgate
inwardly
cursed
his
own
folly
that
he
had
drawn
down
this
visit
by
consenting
to
go
to
his
uncle
’
s
on
the
wedding
-
tour
,
and
he
made
himself
rather
disagreeable
to
Rosamond
by
saying
so
in
private
.
For
to
Rosamond
this
visit
was
a
source
of
unprecedented
but
gracefully
concealed
exultation
.
She
was
so
intensely
conscious
of
having
a
cousin
who
was
a
baronet
’
s
son
staying
in
the
house
,
that
she
imagined
the
knowledge
of
what
was
implied
by
his
presence
to
be
diffused
through
all
other
minds
;
and
when
she
introduced
Captain
Lydgate
to
her
guests
,
she
had
a
placid
sense
that
his
rank
penetrated
them
as
if
it
had
been
an
odor
.
The
satisfaction
was
enough
for
the
time
to
melt
away
some
disappointment
in
the
conditions
of
marriage
with
a
medical
man
even
of
good
birth
:
it
seemed
now
that
her
marriage
was
visibly
as
well
as
ideally
floating
her
above
the
Middlemarch
level
,
and
the
future
looked
bright
with
letters
and
visits
to
and
from
Quallingham
,
and
vague
advancement
in
consequence
for
Tertius
.
Especially
as
,
probably
at
the
Captain
’
s
suggestion
,
his
married
sister
,
Mrs
.
Mengan
,
had
come
with
her
maid
,
and
stayed
two
nights
on
her
way
from
town
.
Hence
it
was
clearly
worth
while
for
Rosamond
to
take
pains
with
her
music
and
the
careful
selection
of
her
lace
.
As
to
Captain
Lydgate
himself
,
his
low
brow
,
his
aquiline
nose
bent
on
one
side
,
and
his
rather
heavy
utterance
,
might
have
been
disadvantageous
in
any
young
gentleman
who
had
not
a
military
bearing
and
mustache
to
give
him
what
is
doted
on
by
some
flower
-
like
blond
heads
as
"
style
.
"
He
had
,
moreover
,
that
sort
of
high
-
breeding
which
consists
in
being
free
from
the
petty
solicitudes
of
middle
-
class
gentility
,
and
he
was
a
great
critic
of
feminine
charms
.
Rosamond
delighted
in
his
admiration
now
even
more
than
she
had
done
at
Quallingham
,
and
he
found
it
easy
to
spend
several
hours
of
the
day
in
flirting
with
her
.
The
visit
altogether
was
one
of
the
pleasantest
larks
he
had
ever
had
,
not
the
less
so
perhaps
because
he
suspected
that
his
queer
cousin
Tertius
wished
him
away
:
though
Lydgate
,
who
would
rather
(
hyperbolically
speaking
)
have
died
than
have
failed
in
polite
hospitality
,
suppressed
his
dislike
,
and
only
pretended
generally
not
to
hear
what
the
gallant
officer
said
,
consigning
the
task
of
answering
him
to
Rosamond
.
For
he
was
not
at
all
a
jealous
husband
,
and
preferred
leaving
a
feather
-
headed
young
gentleman
alone
with
his
wife
to
bearing
him
company
.
"
I
wish
you
would
talk
more
to
the
Captain
at
dinner
,
Tertius
,
"
said
Rosamond
,
one
evening
when
the
important
guest
was
gone
to
Loamford
to
see
some
brother
officers
stationed
there
.
"
You
really
look
so
absent
sometimes
—
you
seem
to
be
seeing
through
his
head
into
something
behind
it
,
instead
of
looking
at
him
.
"
"
My
dear
Rosy
,
you
don
’
t
expect
me
to
talk
much
to
such
a
conceited
ass
as
that
,
I
hope
,
"
said
Lydgate
,
brusquely
.
"
If
he
got
his
head
broken
,
I
might
look
at
it
with
interest
,
not
before
.
"
"
I
cannot
conceive
why
you
should
speak
of
your
cousin
so
contemptuously
,
"
said
Rosamond
,
her
fingers
moving
at
her
work
while
she
spoke
with
a
mild
gravity
which
had
a
touch
of
disdain
in
it
.
"
Ask
Ladislaw
if
he
doesn
’
t
think
your
Captain
the
greatest
bore
he
ever
met
with
.
Ladislaw
has
almost
forsaken
the
house
since
he
came
.
"
