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"
Many
persons
must
have
been
in
debt
in
the
same
way
,
but
if
they
are
respectable
,
people
trust
them
.
I
am
sure
I
have
heard
papa
say
that
the
Torbits
were
in
debt
,
and
they
went
on
very
well
It
cannot
be
good
to
act
rashly
,
"
said
Rosamond
,
with
serene
wisdom
.
Lydgate
sat
paralyzed
by
opposing
impulses
:
since
no
reasoning
he
could
apply
to
Rosamond
seemed
likely
to
conquer
her
assent
,
he
wanted
to
smash
and
grind
some
object
on
which
he
could
at
least
produce
an
impression
,
or
else
to
tell
her
brutally
that
he
was
master
,
and
she
must
obey
.
But
he
not
only
dreaded
the
effect
of
such
extremities
on
their
mutual
life
—
he
had
a
growing
dread
of
Rosamond
’
s
quiet
elusive
obstinacy
,
which
would
not
allow
any
assertion
of
power
to
be
final
;
and
again
,
she
had
touched
him
in
a
spot
of
keenest
feeling
by
implying
that
she
had
been
deluded
with
a
false
vision
of
happiness
in
marrying
him
.
As
to
saying
that
he
was
master
,
it
was
not
the
fact
.
The
very
resolution
to
which
he
had
wrought
himself
by
dint
of
logic
and
honorable
pride
was
beginning
to
relax
under
her
torpedo
contact
.
He
swallowed
half
his
cup
of
coffee
,
and
then
rose
to
go
.
"
I
may
at
least
request
that
you
will
not
go
to
Trumbull
at
present
—
until
it
has
been
seen
that
there
are
no
other
means
,
"
said
Rosamond
.
Although
she
was
not
subject
to
much
fear
,
she
felt
it
safer
not
to
betray
that
she
had
written
to
Sir
Godwin
.
"
Promise
me
that
you
will
not
go
to
him
for
a
few
weeks
,
or
without
telling
me
.
"
Lydgate
gave
a
short
laugh
.
"
I
think
it
is
I
who
should
exact
a
promise
that
you
will
do
nothing
without
telling
me
,
"
he
said
,
turning
his
eyes
sharply
upon
her
,
and
then
moving
to
the
door
.
"
You
remember
that
we
are
going
to
dine
at
papa
’
s
,
"
said
Rosamond
,
wishing
that
he
should
turn
and
make
a
more
thorough
concession
to
her
.
But
he
only
said
"
Oh
yes
,
"
impatiently
,
and
went
away
.
She
held
it
to
be
very
odious
in
him
that
he
did
not
think
the
painful
propositions
he
had
had
to
make
to
her
were
enough
,
without
showing
so
unpleasant
a
temper
.
And
when
she
put
the
moderate
request
that
he
would
defer
going
to
Trumbull
again
,
it
was
cruel
in
him
not
to
assure
her
of
what
he
meant
to
do
.
She
was
convinced
of
her
having
acted
in
every
way
for
the
best
;
and
each
grating
or
angry
speech
of
Lydgate
’
s
served
only
as
an
addition
to
the
register
of
offences
in
her
mind
.
Poor
Rosamond
for
months
had
begun
to
associate
her
husband
with
feelings
of
disappointment
,
and
the
terribly
inflexible
relation
of
marriage
had
lost
its
charm
of
encouraging
delightful
dreams
.
It
had
freed
her
from
the
disagreeables
of
her
father
’
s
house
,
but
it
had
not
given
her
everything
that
she
had
wished
and
hoped
.
The
Lydgate
with
whom
she
had
been
in
love
had
been
a
group
of
airy
conditions
for
her
,
most
of
which
had
disappeared
,
while
their
place
had
been
taken
by
every
-
day
details
which
must
be
lived
through
slowly
from
hour
to
hour
,
not
floated
through
with
a
rapid
selection
of
favorable
aspects
.
The
habits
of
Lydgate
’
s
profession
,
his
home
preoccupation
with
scientific
subjects
,
which
seemed
to
her
almost
like
a
morbid
vampire
’
s
taste
,
his
peculiar
views
of
things
which
had
never
entered
into
the
dialogue
of
courtship
—
all
these
continually
alienating
influences
,
even
without
the
fact
of
his
having
placed
himself
at
a
disadvantage
in
the
town
,
and
without
that
first
shock
of
revelation
about
Dover
’
s
debt
,
would
have
made
his
presence
dull
to
her
.
There
was
another
presence
which
ever
since
the
early
days
of
her
marriage
,
until
four
months
ago
,
had
been
an
agreeable
excitement
,
but
that
was
gone
:
Rosamond
would
not
confess
to
herself
how
much
the
consequent
blank
had
to
do
with
her
utter
ennui
;
and
it
seemed
to
her
(
perhaps
she
was
right
)
that
an
invitation
to
Quallingham
,
and
an
opening
for
Lydgate
to
settle
elsewhere
than
in
Middlemarch
—
in
London
,
or
somewhere
likely
to
be
free
from
unpleasantness
—
would
satisfy
her
quite
well
,
and
make
her
indifferent
to
the
absence
of
Will
Ladislaw
,
towards
whom
she
felt
some
resentment
for
his
exaltation
of
Mrs
.
Casaubon
.
That
was
the
state
of
things
with
Lydgate
and
Rosamond
on
the
New
Year
’
s
Day
when
they
dined
at
her
father
’
s
,
she
looking
mildly
neutral
towards
him
in
remembrance
of
his
ill
-
tempered
behavior
at
breakfast
,
and
he
carrying
a
much
deeper
effect
from
the
inward
conflict
in
which
that
morning
scene
was
only
one
of
many
epochs
.
His
flushed
effort
while
talking
to
Mr
.
Farebrother
—
his
effort
after
the
cynical
pretence
that
all
ways
of
getting
money
are
essentially
the
same
,
and
that
chance
has
an
empire
which
reduces
choice
to
a
fool
’
s
illusion
—
was
but
the
symptom
of
a
wavering
resolve
,
a
benumbed
response
to
the
old
stimuli
of
enthusiasm
What
was
he
to
do
?
He
saw
even
more
keenly
than
Rosamond
did
the
dreariness
of
taking
her
into
the
small
house
in
Bride
Street
,
where
she
would
have
scanty
furniture
around
her
and
discontent
within
:
a
life
of
privation
and
life
with
Rosamond
were
two
images
which
had
become
more
and
more
irreconcilable
ever
since
the
threat
of
privation
had
disclosed
itself
.
But
even
if
his
resolves
had
forced
the
two
images
into
combination
,
the
useful
preliminaries
to
that
hard
change
were
not
visibly
within
reach
.
And
though
he
had
not
given
the
promise
which
his
wife
had
asked
for
,
he
did
not
go
again
to
Trumbull
.
He
even
began
to
think
of
taking
a
rapid
journey
to
the
North
and
seeing
Sir
Godwin
.
He
had
once
believed
that
nothing
would
urge
him
into
making
an
application
for
money
to
his
uncle
,
but
he
had
not
then
known
the
full
pressure
of
alternatives
yet
more
disagreeable
.
He
could
not
depend
on
the
effect
of
a
letter
;
it
was
only
in
an
interview
,
however
disagreeable
this
might
be
to
himself
,
that
he
could
give
a
thorough
explanation
and
could
test
the
effectiveness
of
kinship
.
No
sooner
had
Lydgate
begun
to
represent
this
step
to
himself
as
the
easiest
than
there
was
a
reaction
of
anger
that
he
—
he
who
had
long
ago
determined
to
live
aloof
from
such
abject
calculations
,
such
self
-
interested
anxiety
about
the
inclinations
and
the
pockets
of
men
with
whom
he
had
been
proud
to
have
no
aims
in
common
—
should
have
fallen
not
simply
to
their
level
,
but
to
the
level
of
soliciting
them
.
