Middlemarch Excerpt

from Book  I; Chapter V

He was unconsciously wrought upon by the charms of a nature which was entirely without hidden calculations either for immediate effects or for remote ends. It was this which made Dorothea so childlike, and, according to some judges, so stupid, with all her reputed cleverness; as, for example, in present case of throwing herself, metaphorically speaking, at Mr. Casaubon's feet, and kissing his unfashionable shoe-ties as if he were a Protestant Pope. She was not in the least teaching Mr. Casaubon to ask if he were good enough for her, but merely asking herself anxiously how she could be good enough for him.


Haven't we all been a Dorothea from time to time? *sigh*

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