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”
“
Well
,
yes
,
”
she
added
more
hopefully
,
“
I
have
been
thinking
that
you
might
get
on
as
a
schoolmaster
,
and
rise
that
way
,
since
you
really
are
determined
to
hate
the
course
you
were
pursuing
.
”
Yeobright
was
unwilling
to
disturb
this
idea
,
though
his
scheme
was
far
enough
removed
from
one
wherein
the
education
of
youth
should
be
made
a
mere
channel
of
social
ascent
.
He
had
no
desires
of
that
sort
.
He
had
reached
the
stage
in
a
young
man
’
s
life
when
the
grimness
of
the
general
human
situation
first
becomes
clear
;
and
the
realization
of
this
causes
ambition
to
halt
awhile
.
In
France
it
is
not
uncustomary
to
commit
suicide
at
this
stage
;
in
England
we
do
much
better
,
or
much
worse
,
as
the
case
may
be
.
The
love
between
the
young
man
and
his
mother
was
strangely
invisible
now
.
Of
love
it
may
be
said
,
the
less
earthly
the
less
demonstrative
.
In
its
absolutely
indestructible
form
it
reaches
a
profundity
in
which
all
exhibition
of
itself
is
painful
.
It
was
so
with
these
.
Had
conversations
between
them
been
overheard
,
people
would
have
said
,
“
How
cold
they
are
to
each
other
!
”
His
theory
and
his
wishes
about
devoting
his
future
to
teaching
had
made
an
impression
on
Mrs
.
Yeobright
.
Indeed
,
how
could
it
be
otherwise
when
he
was
a
part
of
her
—
when
their
discourses
were
as
if
carried
on
between
the
right
and
the
left
hands
of
the
same
body
?
He
had
despaired
of
reaching
her
by
argument
;
and
it
was
almost
as
a
discovery
to
him
that
he
could
reach
her
by
a
magnetism
which
was
as
superior
to
words
as
words
are
to
yells
.
Strangely
enough
he
began
to
feel
now
that
it
would
not
be
so
hard
to
persuade
her
who
was
his
best
friend
that
comparative
poverty
was
essentially
the
higher
course
for
him
,
as
to
reconcile
to
his
feelings
the
act
of
persuading
her
.
From
every
provident
point
of
view
his
mother
was
so
undoubtedly
right
,
that
he
was
not
without
a
sickness
of
heart
in
finding
he
could
shake
her
.
She
had
a
singular
insight
into
life
,
considering
that
she
had
never
mixed
with
it
.
There
are
instances
of
persons
who
,
without
clear
ideas
of
the
things
they
criticize
have
yet
had
clear
ideas
of
the
relations
of
those
things
.
Blacklock
,
a
poet
blind
from
his
birth
,
could
describe
visual
objects
with
accuracy
;
Professor
Sanderson
,
who
was
also
blind
,
gave
excellent
lectures
on
colour
,
and
taught
others
the
theory
of
ideas
which
they
had
and
he
had
not
.
In
the
social
sphere
these
gifted
ones
are
mostly
women
;
they
can
watch
a
world
which
they
never
saw
,
and
estimate
forces
of
which
they
have
only
heard
.
We
call
it
intuition
.
What
was
the
great
world
to
Mrs
.
Yeobright
?
A
multitude
whose
tendencies
could
be
perceived
,
though
not
its
essences
.
Communities
were
seen
by
her
as
from
a
distance
;
she
saw
them
as
we
see
the
throngs
which
cover
the
canvases
of
Sallaert
,
Van
Alsloot
,
and
others
of
that
school
—
vast
masses
of
beings
,
jostling
,
zigzagging
,
and
processioning
in
definite
directions
,
but
whose
features
are
indistinguishable
by
the
very
comprehensiveness
of
the
view
.
One
could
see
that
,
as
far
as
it
had
gone
,
her
life
was
very
complete
on
its
reflective
side
.
The
philosophy
of
her
nature
,
and
its
limitation
by
circumstances
,
was
almost
written
in
her
movements
.
They
had
a
majestic
foundation
,
though
they
were
far
from
being
majestic
;
and
they
had
a
ground
-
work
of
assurance
,
but
they
were
not
assured
.
As
her
once
elastic
walk
had
become
deadened
by
time
,
so
had
her
natural
pride
of
life
been
hindered
in
its
blooming
by
her
necessities
.
