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CHAPTER LXXVII . “ And thus thy fall hath left a kind of blot , To mark the full - fraught man and best indued With some suspicion . ” — Henry V . The next day Lydgate had to go to Brassing , and told Rosamond that he should be away until the evening . Of late she had never gone beyond her own house and garden , except to church , and once to see her papa , to whom she said , “ If Tertius goes away , you will help us to move , will you not , papa ? I suppose we shall have very little money . I am sure I hope some one will help us . ” And Mr . Vincy had said , “ Yes , child , I don’t mind a hundred or two . I can see the end of that . ” With these exceptions she had sat at home in languid melancholy and suspense , fixing her mind on Will Ladislaw’s coming as the one point of hope and interest , and associating this with some new urgency on Lydgate to make immediate arrangements for leaving Middlemarch and going to London , till she felt assured that the coming would be a potent cause of the going , without at all seeing how . This way of establishing sequences is too common to be fairly regarded as a peculiar folly in Rosamond . And it is precisely this sort of sequence which causes the greatest shock when it is sundered : for to see how an effect may be produced is often to see possible missings and checks ; but to see nothing except the desirable cause , and close upon it the desirable effect , rids us of doubt and makes our minds strongly intuitive . That was the process going on in poor Rosamond , while she arranged all objects around her with the same nicety as ever , only with more slowness — or sat down to the piano , meaning to play , and then desisting , yet lingering on the music stool with her white fingers suspended on the wooden front , and looking before her in dreamy ennui . Her melancholy had become so marked that Lydgate felt a strange timidity before it , as a perpetual silent reproach , and the strong man , mastered by his keen sensibilities towards this fair fragile creature whose life he seemed somehow to have bruised , shrank from her look , and sometimes started at her approach , fear of her and fear for her rushing in only the more forcibly after it had been momentarily expelled by exasperation . But this morning Rosamond descended from her room upstairs — where she sometimes sat the whole day when Lydgate was out — equipped for a walk in the town . She had a letter to post — a letter addressed to Mr . Ladislaw and written with charming discretion , but intended to hasten his arrival by a hint of trouble . The servant - maid , their sole house - servant now , noticed her coming down - stairs in her walking dress , and thought “ there never did anybody look so pretty in a bonnet poor thing . ” Meanwhile Dorothea’s mind was filled with her project of going to Rosamond , and with the many thoughts , both of the past and the probable future , which gathered round the idea of that visit . Until yesterday when Lydgate had opened to her a glimpse of some trouble in his married life , the image of Mrs . Lydgate had always been associated for her with that of Will Ladislaw .
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