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takes him into company a little beneath him, and makes him slack

about some things; and yet, with all that, looking at him as a whole,



I think he is one of the most blameless men I ever knew. He has

neither venom nor doubleness in him, and those often go with a more



correct outside."

"I wonder whether he suffers in his conscience because of that habit,"



said Dorothea; "I wonder whether he wishes he could leave it off."

"I have no doubt he would leave it off, if he were transplanted



into plenty: he would be glad of the time for other things."

"My uncle says that Mr. Tyke is spoken of as an apostolic man,"



said Dorothea, meditatively. She was wishing it were possible to restore

the times of primitive zeal, and yet thinking of Mr. Farebrother



with a strong desire to rescue him from his chance-gotten money.

"I don't pretend to say that Farebrother is apostolic," said Lydgate.



"His position is not quite like that of the Apostles: he is only a

parson among parishioners whose lives he has to try and make better.



Practically I find that what is called being apostolic now,

is an impatience of everything in which the parson doesn't cut



the principal figure. I see something of that in Mr. Tyke at

the Hospital: a good deal of his doctrine is a sort of pinching hard



to make people uncomfortably--aware of him. Besides, an apostolic

man at Lowick!--he ought to think, as St. Francis did, that it



is needful to preach to the birds."

"True," said Dorothea. "It is hard to imagine what sort of notions



our farmers and laborers get from their teaching. I have been

looking into a volume of sermons by Mr. Tyke: such sermons would



be of no use at Lowick--I mean, about imputed righteousness and

the prophecies in the Apocalypse. I have always been thinking



of the different ways in which Christianity is taught, and whenever

I find one way that makes it a wider blessing than any other,



I cling to that as the truest--I mean that which takes in the most

good of all kinds, and brings in the most people as sharers in it.



It is surely better to pardon too much, than to condemn too much.

But I should like to see Mr. Farebrother and hear him preach."



"Do," said Lydgate; "I trust to the effect of that. He is very

much beloved, but he has his enemies too: there are always



people who can't forgive an able man for differing from them.

And that money-winning business is really a blot. You don't,



of course, see many Middlemarch people: but Mr. Ladislaw, who is

constantly seeing Mr. Brooke, is a great friend of Mr. Farebrother's



old ladies, and would be glad to sing the Vicar's praises.

One of the old ladies--Miss Noble, the aunt--is a wonderfully



quaint picture of self-forgetful goodness, and Ladislaw gallants

her about sometimes. I met them one day in a back street:



you know Ladislaw's look--a sort of Daphnis in coat and waistcoat;

and this little old maid reaching up to his arm--they looked



like a couple dropped out of a romanticcomedy. But the best

evidence about Farebrother is to see him and hear him."



Happily Dorothea was in her private sitting-room when this

conversation occurred, and there was no one present to make Lydgate's



innocent introduction of Ladislaw painful to her. As was usual

with him in matters of personal gossip, Lydgate had quite forgotten



Rosamond's remark that she thought Will adored Mrs. Casaubon.

At that moment he was only caring for what would recommend the



Farebrother family; and he had purposely given emphasis to the worst

that could be said about the Vicar, in order to forestall objections.



In the weeks. since Mr. Casaubon's death he had hardly seen

Ladislaw, and he had heard no rumor to warn him that Mr. Brooke's



confidential secretary was a dangerous subject with Mrs. Casaubon.

When he was gone, his picture of Ladislaw lingered in her mind



and disputed the ground with that question of the Lowick living.

What was Will Ladislaw thinking about her? Would he hear of



that fact which made her cheeks burn as they never used to do?

And how would he feel when he heard it?--But she could see



as well as possible how he smiled down at the little old maid.

An Italian with white mice!--on the contrary, he was a creature



who entered into every one's feelings, and could take the pressure

of their thought instead of urging his own with iron resistance.



CHAPTER LI.

Party is Nature too, and you shall see



By force of Logic how they both agree:

The Many in the One, the One in Many;



All is not Some, nor Some the same as Any:

Genus holds species, both are great or small;






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