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CHAPTER VIII . “ Oh , rescue her ! I am her brother now , And you her father . Every gentle maid Should have a guardian in each gentleman . ” It was wonderful to Sir James Chettam how well he continued to like going to the Grange after he had once encountered the difficulty of seeing Dorothea for the first time in the light of a woman who was engaged to another man . Of course the forked lightning seemed to pass through him when he first approached her , and he remained conscious throughout the interview of hiding uneasiness ; but , good as he was , it must be owned that his uneasiness was less than it would have been if he had thought his rival a brilliant and desirable match . He had no sense of being eclipsed by Mr . Casaubon ; he was only shocked that Dorothea was under a melancholy illusion , and his mortification lost some of its bitterness by being mingled with compassion . Nevertheless , while Sir James said to himself that he had completely resigned her , since with the perversity of a Desdemona she had not affected a proposed match that was clearly suitable and according to nature ; he could not yet be quite passive under the idea of her engagement to Mr . Casaubon . On the day when he first saw them together in the light of his present knowledge , it seemed to him that he had not taken the affair seriously enough . Brooke was really culpable ; he ought to have hindered it . Who could speak to him ? Something might be done perhaps even now , at least to defer the marriage . On his way home he turned into the Rectory and asked for Mr . Cadwallader . Happily , the Rector was at home , and his visitor was shown into the study , where all the fishing tackle hung . But he himself was in a little room adjoining , at work with his turning apparatus , and he called to the baronet to join him there . The two were better friends than any other landholder and clergyman in the county — a significant fact which was in agreement with the amiable expression of their faces . Mr . Cadwallader was a large man , with full lips and a sweet smile ; very plain and rough in his exterior , but with that solid imperturbable ease and good - humor which is infectious , and like great grassy hills in the sunshine , quiets even an irritated egoism , and makes it rather ashamed of itself . “ Well , how are you ? ” he said , showing a hand not quite fit to be grasped . “ Sorry I missed you before . Is there anything particular ? You look vexed . ” Sir James’s brow had a little crease in it , a little depression of the eyebrow , which he seemed purposely to exaggerate as he answered . “ It is only this conduct of Brooke’s . I really think somebody should speak to him . ” “ What ? meaning to stand ? ” said Mr . Cadwallader , going on with the arrangement of the reels which he had just been turning . “ I hardly think he means it . But where’s the harm , if he likes it ? Any one who objects to Whiggery should be glad when the Whigs don’t put up the strongest fellow . They won’t overturn the Constitution with our friend Brooke’s head for a battering ram . ” “ Oh , I don’t mean that , ” said Sir James , who , after putting down his hat and throwing himself into a chair , had begun to nurse his leg and examine the sole of his boot with much bitterness . “ I mean this marriage . I mean his letting that blooming young girl marry Casaubon . ” “ What is the matter with Casaubon ? I see no harm in him — if the girl likes him . ”
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