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Mr
.
Tucker
was
invaluable
in
their
walk
;
and
perhaps
Mr
.
Casaubon
had
not
been
without
foresight
on
this
head
,
the
curate
being
able
to
answer
all
Dorothea
’
s
questions
about
the
villagers
and
the
other
parishioners
.
Everybody
,
he
assured
her
,
was
well
off
in
Lowick
:
not
a
cottager
in
those
double
cottages
at
a
low
rent
but
kept
a
pig
,
and
the
strips
of
garden
at
the
back
were
well
tended
.
The
small
boys
wore
excellent
corduroy
,
the
girls
went
out
as
tidy
servants
,
or
did
a
little
straw
-
plaiting
at
home
:
no
looms
here
,
no
Dissent
;
and
though
the
public
disposition
was
rather
towards
laying
by
money
than
towards
spirituality
,
there
was
not
much
vice
.
The
speckled
fowls
were
so
numerous
that
Mr
.
Brooke
observed
,
"
Your
farmers
leave
some
barley
for
the
women
to
glean
,
I
see
.
The
poor
folks
here
might
have
a
fowl
in
their
pot
,
as
the
good
French
king
used
to
wish
for
all
his
people
.
The
French
eat
a
good
many
fowls
—
skinny
fowls
,
you
know
.
"
"
I
think
it
was
a
very
cheap
wish
of
his
,
"
said
Dorothea
,
indignantly
.
"
Are
kings
such
monsters
that
a
wish
like
that
must
be
reckoned
a
royal
virtue
?
"
"
And
if
he
wished
them
a
skinny
fowl
,
"
said
Celia
,
"
that
would
not
be
nice
.
But
perhaps
he
wished
them
to
have
fat
fowls
.
"
"
Yes
,
but
the
word
has
dropped
out
of
the
text
,
or
perhaps
was
subauditum
;
that
is
,
present
in
the
king
’
s
mind
,
but
not
uttered
,
"
said
Mr
.
Casaubon
,
smiling
and
bending
his
head
towards
Celia
,
who
immediately
dropped
backward
a
little
,
because
she
could
not
bear
Mr
.
Casaubon
to
blink
at
her
.
Dorothea
sank
into
silence
on
the
way
back
to
the
house
.
She
felt
some
disappointment
,
of
which
she
was
yet
ashamed
,
that
there
was
nothing
for
her
to
do
in
Lowick
;
and
in
the
next
few
minutes
her
mind
had
glanced
over
the
possibility
,
which
she
would
have
preferred
,
of
finding
that
her
home
would
be
in
a
parish
which
had
a
larger
share
of
the
world
’
s
misery
,
so
that
she
might
have
had
more
active
duties
in
it
.
Then
,
recurring
to
the
future
actually
before
her
,
she
made
a
picture
of
more
complete
devotion
to
Mr
.
Casaubon
’
s
aims
in
which
she
would
await
new
duties
.
Many
such
might
reveal
themselves
to
the
higher
knowledge
gained
by
her
in
that
companionship
.
Mr
.
Tucker
soon
left
them
,
having
some
clerical
work
which
would
not
allow
him
to
lunch
at
the
Hall
;
and
as
they
were
re
-
entering
the
garden
through
the
little
gate
,
Mr
.
Casaubon
said
—
"
You
seem
a
little
sad
,
Dorothea
.
I
trust
you
are
pleased
with
what
you
have
seen
.
"
"
I
am
feeling
something
which
is
perhaps
foolish
and
wrong
,
"
answered
Dorothea
,
with
her
usual
openness
—
"
almost
wishing
that
the
people
wanted
more
to
be
done
for
them
here
.
I
have
known
so
few
ways
of
making
my
life
good
for
anything
.
Of
course
,
my
notions
of
usefulness
must
be
narrow
.
I
must
learn
new
ways
of
helping
people
.
"
