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"
Pretty
well
,
I
think
.
He
asks
Lydgate
all
sorts
of
questions
and
then
screws
up
his
face
while
he
hears
the
answers
,
as
if
they
were
pinching
his
toes
.
That
’
s
his
way
.
Ah
,
here
comes
my
grilled
bone
.
"
"
But
how
came
you
to
stay
out
so
late
,
my
dear
?
You
only
said
you
were
going
to
your
uncle
’
s
.
"
"
Oh
,
I
dined
at
Plymdale
’
s
.
We
had
whist
.
Lydgate
was
there
too
.
"
"
And
what
do
you
think
of
him
?
He
is
very
gentlemanly
,
I
suppose
.
They
say
he
is
of
excellent
family
—
his
relations
quite
county
people
.
"
"
Yes
,
"
said
Fred
.
"
There
was
a
Lydgate
at
John
’
s
who
spent
no
end
of
money
.
I
find
this
man
is
a
second
cousin
of
his
.
But
rich
men
may
have
very
poor
devils
for
second
cousins
.
"
"
It
always
makes
a
difference
,
though
,
to
be
of
good
family
,
"
said
Rosamond
,
with
a
tone
of
decision
which
showed
that
she
had
thought
on
this
subject
.
Rosamond
felt
that
she
might
have
been
happier
if
she
had
not
been
the
daughter
of
a
Middlemarch
manufacturer
.
She
disliked
anything
which
reminded
her
that
her
mother
’
s
father
had
been
an
innkeeper
.
Certainly
any
one
remembering
the
fact
might
think
that
Mrs
.
Vincy
had
the
air
of
a
very
handsome
good
-
humored
landlady
,
accustomed
to
the
most
capricious
orders
of
gentlemen
.
"
I
thought
it
was
odd
his
name
was
Tertius
,
"
said
the
bright
-
faced
matron
,
"
but
of
course
it
’
s
a
name
in
the
family
.
But
now
,
tell
us
exactly
what
sort
of
man
he
is
.
"
"
Oh
,
tallish
,
dark
,
clever
—
talks
well
—
rather
a
prig
,
I
think
.
"
"
I
never
can
make
out
what
you
mean
by
a
prig
,
"
said
Rosamond
.
