Мидлмарч

Chapter 50

           Anapostolicman,Ibelievethesortofthingthatwouldsuityou,mydear."

           "Ishouldliketohavefullerknowledgeabouthim,uncle,andjudgeformyself,ifMr.Casaubonhasnotleftanyexpressionofhiswishes.Hehasperhapsmadesomeadditiontohiswilltheremaybesomeinstructionsforme,"saidDorothea,whohadallthewhilehadthisconjectureinhermindwithrelationtoherhusband’swork.

           "Nothingabouttherectory,mydearnothing,"saidMr.Brooke,risingtogoaway,andputtingouthishandtohisnieces:"norabouthisresearches,youknow.Nothinginthewill."

           Dorothea’slipquivered.

           "Come,youmustnotthinkofthesethingsyet,mydear.By-and-by,youknow."

           "Iamquitewellnow,uncle;Iwishtoexertmyself."

           "Well,well,weshallsee.ButImustrunawaynowIhavenoendofworknowit’sacrisisapoliticalcrisis,youknow.AndhereisCeliaandherlittlemanyouareanaunt,youknow,now,andIamasortofgrandfather,"saidMr.Brooke,withplacidhurry,anxioustogetawayandtellChettamthatitwouldnotbehis(Mr.Brooke’s)faultifDorotheainsistedonlookingintoeverything.

           Dorotheasankbackinherchairwhenherunclehadlefttheroom,andcasthereyesdownmeditativelyonhercrossedhands.

           "Look,Dodo!lookathim!Didyoueverseeanythinglikethat?"saidCelia,inhercomfortablestaccato.

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