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Chapter 58

           HewasnervinghimselftothisrigorasherodefromBrassing,andmeditatedontherepresentationshemustmaketoRosamond.

           Itwaseveningwhenhegothome.Hewasintenselymiserable,thisstrongmanofnine-and-twentyandofmanygifts.Hewasnotsayingangrilywithinhimselfthathehadmadeaprofoundmistake;butthemistakewasatworkinhimlikearecognizedchronicdisease,minglingitsuneasyimportunitieswitheveryprospect,andenfeeblingeverythought.Ashewentalongthepassagetothedrawing-room,heheardthepianoandsinging.Ofcourse,Ladislawwasthere.ItwassomeweekssinceWillhadpartedfromDorothea,yethewasstillattheoldpostinMiddlemarch.LydgatehadnoobjectioningeneraltoLadislaw’scoming,butjustnowhewasannoyedthathecouldnotfindhishearthfree.Whenheopenedthedoorthetwosingerswentontowardsthekey-note,raisingtheireyesandlookingathimindeed,butnotregardinghisentranceasaninterruption.ToamangalledwithhisharnessaspoorLydgatewas,itisnotsoothingtoseetwopeoplewarblingathim,ashecomesinwiththesensethatthepainfuldayhasstillpainsinstore.Hisface,alreadypalerthanusual,tookonascowlashewalkedacrosstheroomandflunghimselfintoachair.

           Thesingersfeelingthemselvesexcusedbythefactthattheyhadonlythreebarstosing,nowturnedround.

           "Howareyou,Lydgate?"saidWill,comingforwardtoshakehands.

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