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Rosamond
thought
she
knew
perfectly
well
why
Mr
.
Ladislaw
disliked
the
Captain
:
he
was
jealous
,
and
she
liked
his
being
jealous
.
"
It
is
impossible
to
say
what
will
suit
eccentric
persons
,
"
she
answered
,
"
but
in
my
opinion
Captain
Lydgate
is
a
thorough
gentleman
,
and
I
think
you
ought
not
,
out
of
respect
to
Sir
Godwin
,
to
treat
him
with
neglect
.
"
"
No
,
dear
;
but
we
have
had
dinners
for
him
.
And
he
comes
in
and
goes
out
as
he
likes
.
He
doesn
’
t
want
me
"
"
Still
,
when
he
is
in
the
room
,
you
might
show
him
more
attention
.
He
may
not
be
a
phoenix
of
cleverness
in
your
sense
;
his
profession
is
different
;
but
it
would
be
all
the
better
for
you
to
talk
a
little
on
his
subjects
.
I
think
his
conversation
is
quite
agreeable
.
And
he
is
anything
but
an
unprincipled
man
.
"
"
The
fact
is
,
you
would
wish
me
to
be
a
little
more
like
him
,
Rosy
,
"
said
Lydgate
,
in
a
sort
of
resigned
murmur
,
with
a
smile
which
was
not
exactly
tender
,
and
certainly
not
merry
.
Rosamond
was
silent
and
did
not
smile
again
;
but
the
lovely
curves
of
her
face
looked
good
-
tempered
enough
without
smiling
.
Those
words
of
Lydgate
’
s
were
like
a
sad
milestone
marking
how
far
he
had
travelled
from
his
old
dreamland
,
in
which
Rosamond
Vincy
appeared
to
be
that
perfect
piece
of
womanhood
who
would
reverence
her
husband
’
s
mind
after
the
fashion
of
an
accomplished
mermaid
,
using
her
comb
and
looking
-
glass
and
singing
her
song
for
the
relaxation
of
his
adored
wisdom
alone
.
He
had
begun
to
distinguish
between
that
imagined
adoration
and
the
attraction
towards
a
man
’
s
talent
because
it
gives
him
prestige
,
and
is
like
an
order
in
his
button
-
hole
or
an
Honorable
before
his
name
.
It
might
have
been
supposed
that
Rosamond
had
travelled
too
,
since
she
had
found
the
pointless
conversation
of
Mr
.
Ned
Plymdale
perfectly
wearisome
;
but
to
most
mortals
there
is
a
stupidity
which
is
unendurable
and
a
stupidity
which
is
altogether
acceptable
—
else
,
indeed
,
what
would
become
of
social
bonds
?
Captain
Lydgate
’
s
stupidity
was
delicately
scented
,
carried
itself
with
"
style
,
"
talked
with
a
good
accent
,
and
was
closely
related
to
Sir
Godwin
.
Rosamond
found
it
quite
agreeable
and
caught
many
of
its
phrases
.
Therefore
since
Rosamond
,
as
we
know
,
was
fond
of
horseback
,
there
were
plenty
of
reasons
why
she
should
be
tempted
to
resume
her
riding
when
Captain
Lydgate
,
who
had
ordered
his
man
with
two
horses
to
follow
him
and
put
up
at
the
"
Green
Dragon
,
"
begged
her
to
go
out
on
the
gray
which
he
warranted
to
be
gentle
and
trained
to
carry
a
lady
—
indeed
,
he
had
bought
it
for
his
sister
,
and
was
taking
it
to
Quallingham
.
Rosamond
went
out
the
first
time
without
telling
her
husband
,
and
came
back
before
his
return
;
but
the
ride
had
been
so
thorough
a
success
,
and
she
declared
herself
so
much
the
better
in
consequence
,
that
he
was
informed
of
it
with
full
reliance
on
his
consent
that
she
should
go
riding
again
.
On
the
contrary
Lydgate
was
more
than
hurt
—
he
was
utterly
confounded
that
she
had
risked
herself
on
a
strange
horse
without
referring
the
matter
to
his
wish
.
After
the
first
almost
thundering
exclamations
of
astonishment
,
which
sufficiently
warned
Rosamond
of
what
was
coming
,
he
was
silent
for
some
moments
.
