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"
Oh
,
I
cannot
bear
it
—
my
heart
will
break
,
"
said
Dorothea
,
starting
from
her
seat
,
the
flood
of
her
young
passion
bearing
down
all
the
obstructions
which
had
kept
her
silent
—
the
great
tears
rising
and
falling
in
an
instant
:
"
I
don
’
t
mind
about
poverty
—
I
hate
my
wealth
.
"
In
an
instant
Will
was
close
to
her
and
had
his
arms
round
her
,
but
she
drew
her
head
back
and
held
his
away
gently
that
she
might
go
on
speaking
,
her
large
tear
-
filled
eyes
looking
at
his
very
simply
,
while
she
said
in
a
sobbing
childlike
way
,
"
We
could
live
quite
well
on
my
own
fortune
—
it
is
too
much
—
seven
hundred
a
-
year
—
I
want
so
little
—
no
new
clothes
—
and
I
will
learn
what
everything
costs
.
"
"
Though
it
be
songe
of
old
and
yonge
,
That
I
sholde
be
to
blame
,
Theyrs
be
the
charge
,
that
spoke
so
largeIn
hurtynge
of
my
name
.
"
—
The
Not
-
browne
Mayde
.
It
was
just
after
the
Lords
had
thrown
out
the
Reform
Bill
:
that
explains
how
Mr
.
Cadwallader
came
to
be
walking
on
the
slope
of
the
lawn
near
the
great
conservatory
at
Freshitt
Hall
,
holding
the
"
Times
"
in
his
hands
behind
him
,
while
he
talked
with
a
trout
-
fisher
’
s
dispassionateness
about
the
prospects
of
the
country
to
Sir
James
Chettam
.
Mrs
.
Cadwallader
,
the
Dowager
Lady
Chettam
,
and
Celia
were
sometimes
seated
on
garden
-
chairs
,
sometimes
walking
to
meet
little
Arthur
,
who
was
being
drawn
in
his
chariot
,
and
,
as
became
the
infantine
Bouddha
,
was
sheltered
by
his
sacred
umbrella
with
handsome
silken
fringe
.
The
ladies
also
talked
politics
,
though
more
fitfully
.
Mrs
.
Cadwallader
was
strong
on
the
intended
creation
of
peers
:
she
had
it
for
certain
from
her
cousin
that
Truberry
had
gone
over
to
the
other
side
entirely
at
the
instigation
of
his
wife
,
who
had
scented
peerages
in
the
air
from
the
very
first
introduction
of
the
Reform
question
,
and
would
sign
her
soul
away
to
take
precedence
of
her
younger
sister
,
who
had
married
a
baronet
.
Lady
Chettam
thought
that
such
conduct
was
very
reprehensible
,
and
remembered
that
Mrs
.
Truberry
’
s
mother
was
a
Miss
Walsingham
of
Melspring
.
Celia
confessed
it
was
nicer
to
be
"
Lady
"
than
"
Mrs
.
,
"
and
that
Dodo
never
minded
about
precedence
if
she
could
have
her
own
way
.
Mrs
.
Cadwallader
held
that
it
was
a
poor
satisfaction
to
take
precedence
when
everybody
about
you
knew
that
you
had
not
a
drop
of
good
blood
in
your
veins
;
and
Celia
again
,
stopping
to
look
at
Arthur
,
said
,
"
It
would
be
very
nice
,
though
,
if
he
were
a
Viscount
—
and
his
lordship
’
s
little
tooth
coming
through
!
He
might
have
been
,
if
James
had
been
an
Earl
.
"
"
My
dear
Celia
,
"
said
the
Dowager
,
"
James
’
s
title
is
worth
far
more
than
any
new
earldom
.
I
never
wished
his
father
to
be
anything
else
than
Sir
James
.
"
"
Oh
,
I
only
meant
about
Arthur
’
s
little
tooth
,
"
said
Celia
,
comfortably
.
"
But
see
,
here
is
my
uncle
coming
.
"
She
tripped
off
to
meet
her
uncle
,
while
Sir
James
and
Mr
.
Cadwallader
came
forward
to
make
one
group
with
the
ladies
.
Celia
had
slipped
her
arm
through
her
uncle
’
s
,
and
he
patted
her
hand
with
a
rather
melancholy
"
Well
,
my
dear
!
"
As
they
approached
,
it
was
evident
that
Mr
.
Brooke
was
looking
dejected
,
but
this
was
fully
accounted
for
by
the
state
of
politics
;
and
as
he
was
shaking
hands
all
round
without
more
greeting
than
a
"
Well
,
you
’
re
all
here
,
you
know
,
"
the
Rector
said
,
laughingly
—
"
Don
’
t
take
the
throwing
out
of
the
Bill
so
much
to
heart
,
Brooke
;
you
’
ve
got
all
the
riff
-
raff
of
the
country
on
your
side
.
"
