Мидлмарч

Chapter 38

           Brooke,takingupthepaperandtryingtobeartheattackaseasilyashisneighbordid,butcoloringandsmilingrathernervously;"thataboutroaringhimselfredatrottenboroughs—Inevermadeaspeechaboutrottenboroughsinmylife.Andastoroaringmyselfredandthatkindofthing—thesemenneverunderstandwhatisgoodsatire.Satire,youknow,shouldbetrueuptoacertainpoint.Irecollecttheysaidthatin‘TheEdinburgh’somewhere—itmustbetrueuptoacertainpoint."

           "Well,thatisreallyahitaboutthegates,"saidSirJames,anxioustotreadcarefully."Dagleycomplainedtometheotherdaythathehadn’tgotadecentgateonhisfarm.Garthhasinventedanewpatternofgate—Iwishyouwouldtryit.Oneoughttousesomeofone’stimberinthatway."

           "Yougoinforfancyfarming,youknow,Chettam,"saidMr.Brooke,appearingtoglanceoverthecolumnsofthe"Trumpet.""That’syourhobby,andyoudon’tmindtheexpense."

           "IthoughtthemostexpensivehobbyintheworldwasstandingforParliament,"saidMrs.Cadwallader."TheysaidthelastunsuccessfulcandidateatMiddlemarch—Giles,wasn’thisname?—spenttenthousandpoundsandfailedbecausehedidnotbribeenough.Whatabitterreflectionforaman!"

           "Somebodywassaying,"saidtheRector,laughingly,"thatEastRetfordwasnothingtoMiddlemarch,forbribery."

           "Nothingofthekind,"saidMr.Brooke.

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