Мидлмарч

Chapter 28

           Itwasallverywelltolookpale,sittingfortheportraitofAquinas,youknow—wegotyourletterjustintime.ButAquinas,now—hewasalittletoosubtle,wasn’the?DoesanybodyreadAquinas?"

           "Heisnotindeedanauthoradaptedtosuperficialminds,"saidMr.Casaubon,meetingthesetimelyquestionswithdignifiedpatience.

           "Youwouldlikecoffeeinyourownroom,uncle?"saidDorothea,comingtotherescue.

           "Yes;andyoumustgotoCelia:shehasgreatnewstotellyou,youknow.Ileaveitalltoher."

           Theblue-greenboudoirlookedmuchmorecheerfulwhenCeliawasseatedthereinapelisseexactlylikehersister’s,surveyingthecameoswithaplacidsatisfaction,whiletheconversationpassedontoothertopics.

           "DoyouthinkitnicetogotoRomeonaweddingjourney?"saidCelia,withherreadydelicateblushwhichDorotheawasusedtoonthesmallestoccasions.

           "Itwouldnotsuitall—notyou,dear,forexample,"saidDorothea,quietly.NoonewouldeverknowwhatshethoughtofaweddingjourneytoRome.

           "Mrs.Cadwalladersaysitisnonsense,peoplegoingalongjourneywhentheyaremarried.Shesaystheygettiredtodeathofeachother,andcan’tquarrelcomfortably,astheywouldathome.AndLadyChettamsaysshewenttoBath."Celia’scolorchangedagainandagain—seemed

           Tocomeandgowithtidingsfromtheheart,Asitarunningmessengerhadbeen

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