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direction of his thoughts, instead of being ed hi to expect with

her for

where she followed hi sitated diists' ill-considered

parallels, easily lost sight of any purpose which had prompted hiot the absence of

s, and in bitter manuscript remarks on other men's notions about

the solar deities, he had becoht

These characteristics, fixed and unchangeable as bone in Mr Casaubon,

er unfelt by Dorothea if she had been

encouraged to pour forth her girlish and wo--if he would

have held her hands between his and listened with the delight of

tenderness and understanding to all the little histories which iven her the same sort of intimacy in

return, so that the past life of each could be included in their e and affection--or if she could have fed her affection with

those childlike caresses which are the bent of every so kisses on the hard pate of her bald doll,

creating a happy soul within that woodenness from the wealth of her own

love That was Dorothea's bent With all her yearning to knohat

was afar froh for

as near, to have kissed Mr Casaubon's coat-sleeve, or to have

caressed his shoe-latchet, if he would haveher, with his unfailing propriety, to be of

aat the saarded these

, he was prepared only for those

amenities of life which were suited to the well-adjusted stiff cravat

of the period, and to a hted with unpublished matter