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With a favor to ask we review our list of friends, do justice to their

more amiable qualities, forgive their little offenses, and concerning

each in turn, try to arrive at the conclusion that he will be eager to

oblige us, our own eagerness to be obliged being as communicable as

other warmth. Still there is always a certain number who are dismissed

as but moderately eager until the others have refused; and it happened

that Fred checked off all his friends but one, on the ground that

applying to them would be disagreeable; being implicitly convinced that

he at least (whatever might be maintained about mankind generally) had

a right to be free from anything disagreeable. That he should ever

fall into a thoroughly unpleasant position--wear trousers shrunk with

washing, eat cold mutton, have to walk for want of a horse, or to "duck

under" in any sort of way--was an absurdity irreconcilable with those

cheerful intuitions implanted in him by nature. And Fred winced under

the idea of being looked down upon as wanting funds for small debts.

Thus it came to pass that the friend whom he chose to apply to was at

once the poorest and the kindest--namely, Caleb Garth.

The Garths were very fond of Fred, as he was of them; for when he and

Rosamond were little ones, and the Garths were better off, the slight

connection between the two families through Mr. Featherstone's double

marriage (the first to Mr. Garth's sister, and the second to Mrs.

Vincy's) had led to an acquaintance which was carried on between the

children rather than the parents: the children drank tea together out

of their toy teacups, and spent whole days together in play. Mary was

a little hoyden, and Fred at six years old thought her the nicest girl

in the world, making her his wife with a brass ring which he had cut

from an umbrella. Through all the stages of his education he had kept

his affection for the Garths, and his habit of going to their house as

a second home, though any intercourse between them and the elders of

his family had long ceased. Even when Caleb Garth was prosperous, the

Vincys were on condescending terms with him and his wife, for there

were nice distinctions of rank in Middlemarch; and though old

manufacturers could not any more than dukes be connected with none but

equals, they were conscious of an inherent social superiority which was

defined with great nicety in practice, though hardly expressible

theoretically. Since then Mr. Garth had failed in the building

business, which he had unfortunately added to his other avocations of

surveyor, valuer, and agent, had conducted that business for a time

entirely for the benefit of his assignees, and had been living

narrowly, exerting himself to the utmost that he might after all pay

twenty shillings in the pound. He had now achieved this, and from all

who did not think it a bad precedent, his honorable exertions had won

him due esteem; but in no part of the world is genteel visiting founded

on esteem, in the absence of suitable furniture and complete

dinner-service. Mrs. Vincy had never been at her ease with Mrs. Garth,

and frequently spoke of her as a woman who had had to work for her

bread--meaning that Mrs. Garth had been a teacher before her marriage;

in which case an intimacy with Lindley Murray and Mangnall's Questions

was something like a draper's discrimination of calico trademarks, or a

courier's acquaintance with foreign countries: no woman who was better

off needed that sort of thing. And since Mary had been keeping Mr.

Featherstone's house, Mrs. Vincy's want of liking for the Garths had

been converted into something more positive, by alarm lest Fred should

engage himself to this plain girl, whose parents "lived in such a small

way." Fred, being aware of this, never spoke at home of his visits to

Mrs. Garth, which had of late become more frequent, the increasing

ardor of his affection for Mary inclining him the more towards those

who belonged to her.