A Voice from t

        Oernoon s o flo door a t seem to be enjoying ting pord to be searc    disclosed by t er a visit of akems rifling fault en ten    a lasting terror in Maggies mind. t    some time or ot beat o speak in    t. t of all dread    o    misfortucrievably disgraceful. ttered ss ude u dread, and again and again ears, as tnut trees nor tant    only future ses of e and of footsteps on t    tom    a man in a sealskin cap and a blue pluscoat, carrying a pa errier of brindled coat and defiant aspect.

        `O Bob, its you! said Maggie, starting up ion, for ts to efface tion of Bobs generosity. `Im so glad to see you.

        `ting ed face, but immediately relieving    by looking do one of disgust, `Get out hunderin sawney!

        `My brot at , Bob, said Maggie, ` St Oggs in time.

        `ell, Miss, said Bob, `I so see Mr tom - but t isnt just w Im e for - look here!

        Bob    of depositing ep, and    a roe. Apparently,    t to tention, but rathing which he had carried under his arm, ed in a red handkerchief.

        `See , `you    too free, Miss, I    I lig t make up to you a bit for t; for I urs - an as for picturs, look here!

        ted `Keepsake and six or seven numbers of a `Portrait Gallery, in royal octavo; and tic request to look referred to a portrait of Gee ty of h.

        `ts o genelmen    on, turning over tement, `s o noses - an some bald an some    genelmen, I re. An o cry - look tin on t o door dressed like t out ot t tin em! I sot up till t nig em - I did - till tared at me out o turs as if to em. But, lors! I s knoo say to em. ttin pany for you, Miss, and t tall, urs - -rate article.

        `And youve bougouc Im afraid you gave a great deal of money for them.

        `Not me! said Bob. `Id imes to you a bit for t ted about ts stuck by me as if it ur all,    of it    life yourn akin ty, Miss - I t Id make free to buy it for you, an t to matcook up tringed packet of books - `I t you mig more print as urs, an I got t, an I t ttermost books. An I    say me nay, an tell me as you    om did he suvreigns.

        `No, indeed, Bob, said Maggie, `Im very to you for to me and tom. I dont t many friends who care for me.

        `ter friends nor any , said Bob, laying doention of    siderable salking to a young lass like Maggie, tongue overrun o speak. `I t give you Mumps, cause    to go ao express ive movement of ail.) `But Id get you a pup, Miss, an wele.

        `No, t keep a dog of my own.

        `Es a pity: else t mind about it not bein ts mots in tto talk from breakfast to sundos, a poor lorade as any on t;obys noug a mongrel - t to look at in ; But I says to ; are you yoursen but a mo muco look at you." Not but    o breed myself, but I t abide to see one cur grinnin at anotly taking up    ongue ing in an undisciplined manner.

        `ont you e in time, and see my brother, Bob? said Maggie.

        `Yes, Miss, time. Youll give my duty to om is; ook to gro.

        tick having somehow gone wrong.

        `You dont call Mumps a cur, I suppose, said Maggie, divining t any i sifying to er.

        `No, Miss, a fine , said Bob, ying smile, `Mumps is as fine a cross as youll see anyimes enoo. ry stops to look at    you    catc try much - he minds his own business - he does.

        to be tolerating tence of objects in general, rongly firmatory of this high praise.

        ` me pat him?

        `Ay, t alk to oget o miscell    s but humb, he does.

        `Y ts t Bob? said Maggie.

        `ts    is, Miss, said Bob, quickly, exing a singularly broad spe of t differe tells i measuring out ts ligs dear stuff, you see, so a big tells. I clap my t t o t, and t up tot.

        `But, Bob, said Maggie, looking serious, `ts g: I dont like to .

        `Dont you, Miss? said Bretfully. `t. But Im so used to talking to Mumps, an    mind a bit o g,     t my dinner out ont. I niver ybody as doesnt    to c me, Miss - lors, Im a    c    o sport, an no go s, In got no varmint to e over but them haggling women. I wish you good evening, Miss.

        `Goodby, Bob. to see tom.

        `Yes, Miss, said Bob, moving on a feeps; turning    trick    t, Miss - but it ud be a pity, it    find anotrick so good - an    might as well ha been narrer.

        Maggie, ted into Bobs direg Madonna, lauge of    oo, and uouched his cap and walked away.

        t gone, notanding Burkes grand dirge over till in t far-off    ouctle finger or tful an adoration for t in armour calling aloud on o t.

        t gleam of merriment soon died arast. Soo dispirited even to like ansions about Bobs present of books, and so ing ool,    g to look at t yet. S t t t-ed Bob    mu hers.

        Maggies sense of loneliness and utter privation of joy ness of advang spring. All te outdoor nooks about o    s in nurturing and c mixed up ion, every deliged instruments e cries of imprisoned spirits sending a strange vibration t    tle colle of sed over    s. Even at s ely. And no t    - télémaque ions on    doe: trengtimes Maggie t ses novels and all Byrons poems! - t o dull y to ual daily life. A... t sed. S no dream-isfy ed some explanation of ted at t-table; ttle sordid tasks t filled tiness of ender, demonstrative love; t tom didnt mind , and t togetion of all pleasant t o o oted some key t and and, in uanding, e t . If saug men knes and martyrs erested Maggie so mucs. Stle of saints and martyrs, and    of eac temporary provision against t Smithfield.

        In one of tations, it occurred to    ston toms sk. But soatably so tin Diary and Grammar, a Delectus, a torropius, ting Euclid. Still, Latin, Euclid and Logic ep in mase    knoed and even glad to live. Not t tual e unmixed: a certain mirage    of ture, in ais. And so ttery, began to nibble at t of tree of knory, and triump anding e equal to tudies. For a ely enoug, as if s out to a ty, trackless, uain journey. In ty of ion sake Aldrito too ter-foled out on    - artled seioe for    deepened as t on, and t gained faster and faster o mind. Some at tdoor sunsears, and sometimes, if    in tudies s loneliness, and fits even of anger aooom, ing difference -    over ions and sce like a lava stream and frig it    difficult for o bee a demon. t from o some great man - alter Scott, perell    ter t s still,    notig o feting    and forsaking it.

        ternoon, t of Bobs t a neion. S it    of t ts to feel, t so e sometever it    est a on tisfied ignorance, or like tom,    tigig beating trouble as if s day, able struggles -    of ed sreasures of t, oil cerature and false ory - ile information about Saxon and otful example, but u kno s, bees morality, and, developing trouble as if every otc fetful of time wrong.

        At last Maggies eyes glanced do lay on to turn over listlessly trait Gallery, but so examile roied t. `Beauties of tator, `Rasselas, `Ey of ters - s of matter t ian Year - t seemed to be a    do t tisfa, o attaco a    strays solitary in took up ttle, old, clumsy book y: it urned doain passages strong pen and ink marks, long since broime. Maggie turned from leaf to leaf and read    t t t, and    be o enjoy t never be quiet nor free from care: for i ing, and in every place t    turn t find ty t ience, if t ing ount unto t, t set out ceously, and lay to t; t t pluck up aroy t e ination to to all private a a man inordinately lovet all depesoever is to be overe;    pead tranquillity... It is but little t in parison of t rongly tempted, so grievously afflicted, so many ried and exercised. test to call to mind t t ttle adversities. And if t little unto t tience be t receive ten not to t unto t unto truteawardly...

        A stra by a strain of solemn music, telling of beings o anot o point,    so listen while a low voice said,

        ` t, si? In    to be to be looked on as toget unto t tangled and perisance, yet it is as not penances, yet are t little. And if tain to all knoue, and very ferveio is ting; to , o necessary for    is t? t    all,    of ain noten said unto t enjoy mus, evil perturbations, and superfluous cares fly ae fear leave te love shall die.

        Maggie dreo see a sudden vision more clearly.    of life t s -    to be reac t, and strengt, to be irely eag to be    flasion of a problem, t all t on    ral y of t time sy of sing tion from ification of aking and out of     part of a divinely guided ern of sturning to it after sill t do could never rest in t, s in tire devotedness, and in t discovery, renunciation seemed to rao t satisfa rutps, t renunciation remains sorroill panting for asy because so it. Srines and systems - of mysticism or quietism: but t of t unication of a o Maggie as an uioned message.

        I suppose t is t a book-stall,    bitter ers into sness; ises en doed for ts prompting, it is tary, ruggle, trust and triump ten o cuso teaco treading    on tones. And so it remains to all time, a lasting record of ions, t and suffered and renounced - in ter, peronsured ing and long fasts, and    from ours - but u far-off e desires, trivings, the same weariness.

        In ing tory of unfas to fall into a tone of empone of good society, remely moderate kind, but are als being eligible but sucoud graceful irony. But ty s claret and its velvet carpets, its dinner-es six s opera and its fa?ry ballrooms; rides of its ennui on t to keep clear of oline vortices, gets is sce done by Faraday, and its religion by to be met in t    ime or need for belief and emp good society, floated on gossamer ional life densed in unfragrant deafening factories, cramping itself in mines, sing at furnaces, grinding, tered in lonely s on tional life is based entirely on emp, o all tivities necessary for tenance of good society and lig spends its en in a ced fas family discord unsoftened by long corridors. Under suces ts myriads of souls ioo unspeculative minds; just as you inquire into tuffing of your couc Freno question. Some ic belief in alcoasis or outside standing-ground in gin, but t require somet good society calls ent    motives in aire absence of    iend feed    lies outside personal desires, t includes resignation for ourselves and active love for    ourselves. No sort of ent es from an experience springing out of t need. And it ed sorro and a     a fait tablisies and appointed guides - for t at    you kno sion and uosity even into ion: ill a drama for     sensity. And so it came to pass t sen lost t of y by being excessive in t; sen strove after too    and came dotle    only determio    plain se s tribute sometoin box, but s in t instan ification to ask for it at a linen-s Oggs, instead of getting it in a more quiet and i    irely ing, in toms reproof of . `I dont like my sister to do su, `Ill take care t ts are paid,    your lo enderness and bravery mingled ion of t little speec Maggie    as dross, overlooking took toms rebuke as one of om -co rove to be tented    o require not is t out on our abando of egoism - tyrdom and endurance,    allohered and worn.

        t    of tree of knoo ss of t ardour, s of triump s s. Santly in ian Year (no longer rejected as a ` tinual stream of roo ardently learning to see all nature and life in t of o need any oterial for o s and oted stitaggie, since band and sleeve and ty of being ses of mental wandering.

        ly over    any one migo look at. t neanding some volic up s in ender soft lig miself as added loveliness line of    t of puzzled    Maggie s    trairy co assert o look up from g for t some needful . tting fond of all, bro of furniture noe of ic o give o     to    black locks plaited into a et on t of er tiable fasiquated times.

        `Let your mot bit o pleasure, my dear, said Mrs tulliver, `Id trouble enough your hair once.

        So Maggie, glad of anyt ogeted to tion, and seadily refusing, o look at ulliver liked to call ttention to Maggies ed virtues, but o give.

        `I kneo me. But its a pity s made o ouff - s: to marry    for her.

        And Maggies graind and body fed    patiently enouger, or said sometimidly    trouble being turned into a blessing. ook it all as part oodness, o isfied vindictiveness, tulliver did not    spiritual solatioo sion of debt and to have his revenge.
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