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Exiles
notoriously
feed
much
on
hopes
,
and
are
unlikely
to
stay
in
banishment
unless
they
are
obliged
.
When
Will
Ladislaw
exiled
himself
from
Middlemarch
he
had
placed
no
stronger
obstacle
to
his
return
than
his
own
resolve
,
which
was
by
no
means
an
iron
barrier
,
but
simply
a
state
of
mind
liable
to
melt
into
a
minuet
with
other
states
of
mind
,
and
to
find
itself
bowing
,
smiling
,
and
giving
place
with
polite
facility
.
As
the
months
went
on
,
it
had
seemed
more
and
more
difficult
to
him
to
say
why
he
should
not
run
down
to
Middlemarch
—
merely
for
the
sake
of
hearing
something
about
Dorothea
;
and
if
on
such
a
flying
visit
he
should
chance
by
some
strange
coincidence
to
meet
with
her
,
there
was
no
reason
for
him
to
be
ashamed
of
having
taken
an
innocent
journey
which
he
had
beforehand
supposed
that
he
should
not
take
.
Since
he
was
hopelessly
divided
from
her
,
he
might
surely
venture
into
her
neighborhood
;
and
as
to
the
suspicious
friends
who
kept
a
dragon
watch
over
her
—
their
opinions
seemed
less
and
less
important
with
time
and
change
of
air
.
And
there
had
come
a
reason
quite
irrespective
of
Dorothea
,
which
seemed
to
make
a
journey
to
Middlemarch
a
sort
of
philanthropic
duty
.
Will
had
given
a
disinterested
attention
to
an
intended
settlement
on
a
new
plan
in
the
Far
West
,
and
the
need
for
funds
in
order
to
carry
out
a
good
design
had
set
him
on
debating
with
himself
whether
it
would
not
be
a
laudable
use
to
make
of
his
claim
on
Bulstrode
,
to
urge
the
application
of
that
money
which
had
been
offered
to
himself
as
a
means
of
carrying
out
a
scheme
likely
to
be
largely
beneficial
.
The
question
seemed
a
very
dubious
one
to
Will
,
and
his
repugnance
to
again
entering
into
any
relation
with
the
banker
might
have
made
him
dismiss
it
quickly
,
if
there
had
not
arisen
in
his
imagination
the
probability
that
his
judgment
might
be
more
safely
determined
by
a
visit
to
Middlemarch
.
That
was
the
object
which
Will
stated
to
himself
as
a
reason
for
coming
down
.
He
had
meant
to
confide
in
Lydgate
,
and
discuss
the
money
question
with
him
,
and
he
had
meant
to
amuse
himself
for
the
few
evenings
of
his
stay
by
having
a
great
deal
of
music
and
badinage
with
fair
Rosamond
,
without
neglecting
his
friends
at
Lowick
Parsonage
:
—
if
the
Parsonage
was
close
to
the
Manor
,
that
was
no
fault
of
his
.
He
had
neglected
the
Farebrothers
before
his
departure
,
from
a
proud
resistance
to
the
possible
accusation
of
indirectly
seeking
interviews
with
Dorothea
;
but
hunger
tames
us
,
and
Will
had
become
very
hungry
for
the
vision
of
a
certain
form
and
the
sound
of
a
certain
voice
.
Nothing
,
had
done
instead
—
not
the
opera
,
or
the
converse
of
zealous
politicians
,
or
the
flattering
reception
(
in
dim
corners
)
of
his
new
hand
in
leading
articles
.
Thus
he
had
come
down
,
foreseeing
with
confidence
how
almost
everything
would
be
in
his
familiar
little
world
;
fearing
,
indeed
,
that
there
would
be
no
surprises
in
his
visit
.
But
he
had
found
that
humdrum
world
in
a
terribly
dynamic
condition
,
in
which
even
badinage
and
lyrism
had
turned
explosive
;
and
the
first
day
of
this
visit
had
become
the
most
fatal
epoch
of
his
life
.
The
next
morning
he
felt
so
harassed
with
the
nightmare
of
consequences
—
he
dreaded
so
much
the
immediate
issues
before
him
—
that
seeing
while
he
breakfasted
the
arrival
of
the
Riverston
coach
,
he
went
out
hurriedly
and
took
his
place
on
it
,
that
he
might
be
relieved
,
at
least
for
a
day
,
from
the
necessity
of
doing
or
saying
anything
in
Middlemarch
.
Will
Ladislaw
was
in
one
of
those
tangled
crises
which
are
commoner
in
experience
than
one
might
imagine
,
from
the
shallow
absoluteness
of
men
’
s
judgments
.
He
had
found
Lydgate
,
for
whom
he
had
the
sincerest
respect
,
under
circumstances
which
claimed
his
thorough
and
frankly
declared
sympathy
;
and
the
reason
why
,
in
spite
of
that
claim
,
it
would
have
been
better
for
Will
to
have
avoided
all
further
intimacy
,
or
even
contact
,
with
Lydgate
,
was
precisely
of
the
kind
to
make
such
a
course
appear
impossible
.
To
a
creature
of
Will
’
s
susceptible
temperament
—
without
any
neutral
region
of
indifference
in
his
nature
,
ready
to
turn
everything
that
befell
him
into
the
collisions
of
a
passionate
drama
—
the
revelation
that
Rosamond
had
made
her
happiness
in
any
way
dependent
on
him
was
a
difficulty
which
his
outburst
of
rage
towards
her
had
immeasurably
increased
for
him
.
He
hated
his
own
cruelty
,
and
yet
he
dreaded
to
show
the
fulness
of
his
relenting
:
he
must
go
to
her
again
;
the
friendship
could
not
be
put
to
a
sudden
end
;
and
her
unhappiness
was
a
power
which
he
dreaded
.
And
all
the
while
there
was
no
more
foretaste
of
enjoyment
in
the
life
before
him
than
if
his
limbs
had
been
lopped
off
and
he
was
making
his
fresh
start
on
crutches
.
In
the
night
he
had
debated
whether
he
should
not
get
on
the
coach
,
not
for
Riverston
,
but
for
London
,
leaving
a
note
to
Lydgate
which
would
give
a
makeshift
reason
for
his
retreat
.
But
there
were
strong
cords
pulling
him
back
from
that
abrupt
departure
:
the
blight
on
his
happiness
in
thinking
of
Dorothea
,
the
crushing
of
that
chief
hope
which
had
remained
in
spite
of
the
acknowledged
necessity
for
renunciation
,
was
too
fresh
a
misery
for
him
to
resign
himself
to
it
and
go
straightway
into
a
distance
which
was
also
despair
.
Thus
he
did
nothing
more
decided
than
taking
the
Riverston
coach
.
He
came
back
again
by
it
while
it
was
still
daylight
,
having
made
up
his
mind
that
he
must
go
to
Lydgate
’
s
that
evening
.
The
Rubicon
,
we
know
,
was
a
very
insignificant
stream
to
look
at
;
its
significance
lay
entirely
in
certain
invisible
conditions
.
Will
felt
as
if
he
were
forced
to
cross
his
small
boundary
ditch
,
and
what
he
saw
beyond
it
was
not
empire
,
but
discontented
subjection
.
But
it
is
given
to
us
sometimes
even
in
our
every
-
day
life
to
witness
the
saving
influence
of
a
noble
nature
,
the
divine
efficacy
of
rescue
that
may
lie
in
a
self
-
subduing
act
of
fellowship
.
If
Dorothea
,
after
her
night
’
s
anguish
,
had
not
taken
that
walk
to
Rosamond
—
why
,
she
perhaps
would
have
been
a
woman
who
gained
a
higher
character
for
discretion
,
but
it
would
certainly
not
have
been
as
well
for
those
three
who
were
on
one
hearth
in
Lydgate
’
s
house
at
half
-
past
seven
that
evening
.
Rosamond
had
been
prepared
for
Will
’
s
visit
,
and
she
received
him
with
a
languid
coldness
which
Lydgate
accounted
for
by
her
nervous
exhaustion
,
of
which
he
could
not
suppose
that
it
had
any
relation
to
Will
.
And
when
she
sat
in
silence
bending
over
a
bit
of
work
,
he
innocently
apologized
for
her
in
an
indirect
way
by
begging
her
to
lean
backward
and
rest
.
Will
was
miserable
in
the
necessity
for
playing
the
part
of
a
friend
who
was
making
his
first
appearance
and
greeting
to
Rosamond
,
while
his
thoughts
were
busy
about
her
feeling
since
that
scene
of
yesterday
,
which
seemed
still
inexorably
to
enclose
them
both
,
like
the
painful
vision
of
a
double
madness
.
