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Poor
Mr
.
Casaubon
had
imagined
that
his
long
studious
bachelorhood
had
stored
up
for
him
a
compound
interest
of
enjoyment
,
and
that
large
drafts
on
his
affections
would
not
fail
to
be
honored
;
for
we
all
of
us
,
grave
or
light
,
get
our
thoughts
entangled
in
metaphors
,
and
act
fatally
on
the
strength
of
them
.
And
now
he
was
in
danger
of
being
saddened
by
the
very
conviction
that
his
circumstances
were
unusually
happy
:
there
was
nothing
external
by
which
he
could
account
for
a
certain
blankness
of
sensibility
which
came
over
him
just
when
his
expectant
gladness
should
have
been
most
lively
,
just
when
he
exchanged
the
accustomed
dulness
of
his
Lowick
library
for
his
visits
to
the
Grange
.
Here
was
a
weary
experience
in
which
he
was
as
utterly
condemned
to
loneliness
as
in
the
despair
which
sometimes
threatened
him
while
toiling
in
the
morass
of
authorship
without
seeming
nearer
to
the
goal
.
And
his
was
that
worst
loneliness
which
would
shrink
from
sympathy
.
He
could
not
but
wish
that
Dorothea
should
think
him
not
less
happy
than
the
world
would
expect
her
successful
suitor
to
be
;
and
in
relation
to
his
authorship
he
leaned
on
her
young
trust
and
veneration
,
he
liked
to
draw
forth
her
fresh
interest
in
listening
,
as
a
means
of
encouragement
to
himself
:
in
talking
to
her
he
presented
all
his
performance
and
intention
with
the
reflected
confidence
of
the
pedagogue
,
and
rid
himself
for
the
time
of
that
chilling
ideal
audience
which
crowded
his
laborious
uncreative
hours
with
the
vaporous
pressure
of
Tartarean
shades
.
For
to
Dorothea
,
after
that
toy
-
box
history
of
the
world
adapted
to
young
ladies
which
had
made
the
chief
part
of
her
education
,
Mr
.
Casaubon
’
s
talk
about
his
great
book
was
full
of
new
vistas
;
and
this
sense
of
revelation
,
this
surprise
of
a
nearer
introduction
to
Stoics
and
Alexandrians
,
as
people
who
had
ideas
not
totally
unlike
her
own
,
kept
in
abeyance
for
the
time
her
usual
eagerness
for
a
binding
theory
which
could
bring
her
own
life
and
doctrine
into
strict
connection
with
that
amazing
past
,
and
give
the
remotest
sources
of
knowledge
some
bearing
on
her
actions
.
That
more
complete
teaching
would
come
—
Mr
.
Casaubon
would
tell
her
all
that
:
she
was
looking
forward
to
higher
initiation
in
ideas
,
as
she
was
looking
forward
to
marriage
,
and
blending
her
dim
conceptions
of
both
.
It
would
be
a
great
mistake
to
suppose
that
Dorothea
would
have
cared
about
any
share
in
Mr
.
Casaubon
’
s
learning
as
mere
accomplishment
;
for
though
opinion
in
the
neighborhood
of
Freshitt
and
Tipton
had
pronounced
her
clever
,
that
epithet
would
not
have
described
her
to
circles
in
whose
more
precise
vocabulary
cleverness
implies
mere
aptitude
for
knowing
and
doing
,
apart
from
character
.
All
her
eagerness
for
acquirement
lay
within
that
full
current
of
sympathetic
motive
in
which
her
ideas
and
impulses
were
habitually
swept
along
.
She
did
not
want
to
deck
herself
with
knowledge
—
to
wear
it
loose
from
the
nerves
and
blood
that
fed
her
action
;
and
if
she
had
written
a
book
she
must
have
done
it
as
Saint
Theresa
did
,
under
the
command
of
an
authority
that
constrained
her
conscience
.
But
something
she
yearned
for
by
which
her
life
might
be
filled
with
action
at
once
rational
and
ardent
;
and
since
the
time
was
gone
by
for
guiding
visions
and
spiritual
directors
,
since
prayer
heightened
yearning
but
not
instruction
,
what
lamp
was
there
but
knowledge
?
Surely
learned
men
kept
-
the
only
oil
;
and
who
more
learned
than
Mr
.
Casaubon
?
Thus
in
these
brief
weeks
Dorothea
’
s
joyous
grateful
expectation
was
unbroken
,
and
however
her
lover
might
occasionally
be
conscious
of
flatness
,
he
could
never
refer
it
to
any
slackening
of
her
affectionate
interest
.
The
season
was
mild
enough
to
encourage
the
project
of
extending
the
wedding
journey
as
far
as
Rome
,
and
Mr
.
Casaubon
was
anxious
for
this
because
he
wished
to
inspect
some
manuscripts
in
the
Vatican
.
"
I
still
regret
that
your
sister
is
not
to
accompany
us
,
"
he
said
one
morning
,
some
time
after
it
had
been
ascertained
that
Celia
objected
to
go
,
and
that
Dorothea
did
not
wish
for
her
companionship
.
"
You
will
have
many
lonely
hours
,
Dorotheas
,
for
I
shall
be
constrained
to
make
the
utmost
use
of
my
time
during
our
stay
in
Rome
,
and
I
should
feel
more
at
liberty
if
you
had
a
companion
.
"
The
words
"
I
should
feel
more
at
liberty
"
grated
on
Dorothea
.
For
the
first
time
in
speaking
to
Mr
.
Casaubon
she
colored
from
annoyance
.
"
You
must
have
misunderstood
me
very
much
,
"
she
said
,
"
if
you
think
I
should
not
enter
into
the
value
of
your
time
—
if
you
think
that
I
should
not
willingly
give
up
whatever
interfered
with
your
using
it
to
the
best
purpose
.
"
