BOOK IV. THREE LOVE PROBLEMS.
42. CHAPTER XLII.
 (continued)
Mr. Casaubon had sent to say that he would have his dinner
 in the library.  He wished to be quite alone this evening,
 being much occupied. 
"I shall not dine, then, Tantripp." 
"Oh, madam, let me bring you a little something?" 
"No; I am not well.  Get everything ready in my dressing room,
 but pray do not disturb me again." 
Dorothea sat almost motionless in her meditative struggle,
 while the evening slowly deepened into night.  But the struggle
 changed continually, as that of a man who begins with a movement
 towards striking and ends with conquering his desire to strike. 
 The energy that would animate a crime is not more than is wanted
 to inspire a resolved, submission, when the noble habit of the soul
 reasserts itself.  That thought with which Dorothea had gone
 out to meet her husband--her conviction that he had been asking
 about the possible arrest of all his work, and that the answer
 must have wrung his heart, could not be long without rising beside
 the image of him, like a shadowy monitor looking at her anger
 with sad remonstrance.  It cost her a litany of pictured sorrows
 and of silent cries that she might be the mercy for those sorrows--
 but the resolved submission did come; and when the house was still,
 and she knew that it was near the time when Mr. Casaubon habitually
 went to rest, she opened her door gently and stood outside in the
 darkness waiting for his coming up-stairs with a light in his hand. 
 If he did not come soon she thought that she would go down and even risk
 incurring another pang.  She would never again expect anything else. 
 But she did hear the library door open, and slowly the light advanced
 up the staircase without noise from the footsteps on the carpet. 
 When her husband stood opposite to her, she saw that his face was
 more haggard.  He started slightly on seeing her, and she looked up
 at him beseechingly, without speaking. 
"Dorothea!" he said, with a gentle surprise in his tone.  "Were you
 waiting for me?" 
"Yes, I did not like to disturb you." 
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