who could come up to him as an agitator—an agitator, you know."
"Agitator!" said Sir James, with bitter emphasis, feeling that the syllables of this word properly repeated were a sufficient exposure of its hatefulness.
"But be reasonable, Chettam. Dorothea, now. As you say, she had better go to Celia as soon as possible. She can stay under your roof, and in the mean time things may come round quietly. Don't let us be firing off our guns in a hurry, you know. Standish will keep our counsel, and the news will be old before it's known. Twenty things may happen to carry off Ladislaw—without my doing anything, you know."
"Then I am to conclude that you decline to do anything?"
"Decline, Chettam?—no—I didn't say decline. But I really don't see what I could do. Ladislaw is a gentleman."
"I am glad to hear it!" said Sir James, his irritation making him forget himself a little. "I am sure Casaubon was not."
"Well, it would have been worse if he had made the codicil to hinder her from marrying again at all, you know."
