Мидлмарч

Chapter 62

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           Dorotheawhenthoroughlymovedcaredlittlewhatanyonethoughtofherfeelings;andevenifshehadbeenabletoreflect,shewouldhavehelditpettytokeepsilenceatinjuriouswordsaboutWillfromfearofbeingherselfmisunderstood.Herfacewasflushedandherliptrembled.

           SirJames,glancingather,repentedofhisstratagem;butMrs.Cadwallader,equaltoalloccasions,spreadthepalmsofherhandsoutwardandsaid—"Heavengrantit,mydear!Imeanthatallbadtalesaboutanybodymaybefalse.ButitisapitythatyoungLydgateshouldhavemarriedoneoftheseMiddlemarchgirls.Consideringhe’sasonofsomebody,hemighthavegotawomanwithgoodbloodinherveins,andnottooyoung,whowouldhaveputupwithhisprofession.There’sClaraHarfager,forinstance,whosefriendsdon’tknowwhattodowithher;andshehasaportion.Thenwemighthavehadheramongus.However!it’snousebeingwiseforotherpeople.WhereisCelia?Prayletusgoin."

           "IamgoingonimmediatelytoTipton,"saidDorothea,ratherhaughtily."Good-by."

           SirJamescouldsaynothingasheaccompaniedhertothecarriage.Hewasaltogetherdiscontentedwiththeresultofacontrivancewhichhadcosthimsomesecrethumiliationbeforehand.

           Dorotheadrovealongbetweentheberriedhedgerowsandtheshorncorn-fields,notseeingorhearinganythingaround.Thetearscameandrolleddownhercheeks,butshedidnotknowit.

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