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"
Tea
is
coming
,
"
said
Rosamond
;
"
pray
don
’
t
go
.
"
"
Yes
,
Lydgate
is
bored
,
"
said
Will
,
who
had
more
comprehension
of
Lydgate
than
Rosamond
had
,
and
was
not
offended
by
his
manner
,
easily
imagining
outdoor
causes
of
annoyance
.
"
There
is
the
more
need
for
you
to
stay
,
"
said
Rosamond
,
playfully
,
and
in
her
lightest
accent
;
"
he
will
not
speak
to
me
all
the
evening
.
"
"
Yes
,
Rosamond
,
I
shall
,
"
said
Lydgate
,
in
his
strong
baritone
.
"
I
have
some
serious
business
to
speak
to
you
about
.
"
No
introduction
of
the
business
could
have
been
less
like
that
which
Lydgate
had
intended
;
but
her
indifferent
manner
had
been
too
provoking
.
"
There
!
you
see
,
"
said
Will
.
"
I
’
m
going
to
the
meeting
about
the
Mechanics
’
Institute
.
Good
-
by
;
"
and
he
went
quickly
out
of
the
room
.
Rosamond
did
not
look
at
her
husband
,
but
presently
rose
and
took
her
place
before
the
tea
-
tray
.
She
was
thinking
that
she
had
never
seen
him
so
disagreeable
.
Lydgate
turned
his
dark
eyes
on
her
and
watched
her
as
she
delicately
handled
the
tea
-
service
with
her
taper
fingers
,
and
looked
at
the
objects
immediately
before
her
with
no
curve
in
her
face
disturbed
,
and
yet
with
an
ineffable
protest
in
her
air
against
all
people
with
unpleasant
manners
.
For
the
moment
he
lost
the
sense
of
his
wound
in
a
sudden
speculation
about
this
new
form
of
feminine
impassibility
revealing
itself
in
the
sylph
-
like
frame
which
he
had
once
interpreted
as
the
sign
of
a
ready
intelligent
sensitiveness
.
His
mind
glancing
back
to
Laure
while
he
looked
at
Rosamond
,
he
said
inwardly
,
"
Would
SHE
kill
me
because
I
wearied
her
?
"
and
then
,
"
It
is
the
way
with
all
women
.
"
But
this
power
of
generalizing
which
gives
men
so
much
the
superiority
in
mistake
over
the
dumb
animals
,
was
immediately
thwarted
by
Lydgate
’
s
memory
of
wondering
impressions
from
the
behavior
of
another
woman
—
from
Dorothea
’
s
looks
and
tones
of
emotion
about
her
husband
when
Lydgate
began
to
attend
him
—
from
her
passionate
cry
to
be
taught
what
would
best
comfort
that
man
for
whose
sake
it
seemed
as
if
she
must
quell
every
impulse
in
her
except
the
yearnings
of
faithfulness
and
compassion
.
These
revived
impressions
succeeded
each
other
quickly
and
dreamily
in
Lydgate
’
s
mind
while
the
tea
was
being
brewed
.
He
had
shut
his
eyes
in
the
last
instant
of
reverie
while
he
heard
Dorothea
saying
,
"
Advise
me
—
think
what
I
can
do
—
he
has
been
all
his
life
laboring
and
looking
forward
.
He
minds
about
nothing
else
—
and
I
mind
about
nothing
else
.
"
That
voice
of
deep
-
souled
womanhood
had
remained
within
him
as
the
enkindling
conceptions
of
dead
and
sceptred
genius
had
remained
within
him
(
is
there
not
a
genius
for
feeling
nobly
which
also
reigns
over
human
spirits
and
their
conclusions
?
)
;
the
tones
were
a
music
from
which
he
was
falling
away
—
he
had
really
fallen
into
a
momentary
doze
,
when
Rosamond
said
in
her
silvery
neutral
way
,
"
Here
is
your
tea
,
Tertius
,
"
setting
it
on
the
small
table
by
his
side
,
and
then
moved
back
to
her
place
without
looking
at
him
.
Lydgate
was
too
hasty
in
attributing
insensibility
to
her
;
after
her
own
fashion
,
she
was
sensitive
enough
,
and
took
lasting
impressions
.
Her
impression
now
was
one
of
offence
and
repulsion
.
But
then
,
Rosamond
had
no
scowls
and
had
never
raised
her
voice
:
she
was
quite
sure
that
no
one
could
justly
find
fault
with
her
.
