Chapter 4

           1stGent.Ourdeedsarefettersthatweforgeourselves.2dGent.Ay,truly:butIthinkitistheworldThatbringstheiron.

           "SirJamesseemsdeterminedtodoeverythingyouwish,"saidCelia,astheyweredrivinghomefromaninspectionofthenewbuilding-site.

           "Heisagoodcreature,andmoresensiblethananyonewouldimagine,"saidDorothea,inconsiderately.

           "Youmeanthatheappearssilly."

           "No,no,"saidDorothea,recollectingherself,andlayingherhandonhersister’samoment,"buthedoesnottalkequallywellonallsubjects."

           "Ishouldthinknonebutdisagreeablepeopledo,"saidCelia,inherusualpurringway."Theymustbeverydreadfultolivewith.Onlythink!atbreakfast,andalways."

           Dorothealaughed."OKitty,youareawonderfulcreature!"ShepinchedCelia’schin,beinginthemoodnowtothinkherverywinningandlovely—fithereaftertobeaneternalcherub,andifitwerenotdoctrinallywrongtosayso,hardlymoreinneedofsalvationthanasquirrel."Ofcoursepeopleneednotbealwaystalkingwell.Onlyonetellsthequalityoftheirmindswhentheytrytotalkwell."

           "YoumeanthatSirJamestriesandfails."

           "Iwasspeakinggenerally.WhydoyoucatechisemeaboutSirJames?Itisnottheobjectofhislifetopleaseme.