The Mill on the Floss
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Джордж Элиот. The Mill on the Floss
Book I. Boy and Girl
Chapter I. Outside Dorlcote Mill
Chapter II. Mr. Tulliver, of Dorlcote Mill, Declares His Resolution about Tom
Chapter III. Mr. Riley Gives His Advice Concerning a School for Tom
Chapter IV. Tom Is Expected
Chapter V. Tom Comes Home
Chapter VI. The Aunts and Uncles Are Coming
Chapter VII. Enter the Aunts and Uncles
Chapter VIII. Mr. Tulliver Shows His Weaker Side
Chapter IX. To Garum Firs
Chapter X. Maggie Behaves Worse Than She Expected
Chapter XI. Maggie Tries to Run away from Her Shadow
Chapter XII. Mr. and Mrs. Glegg at Home
Chapter XIII. Mr. Tulliver Further Entangles the Skein of Life
Book II. School-Time
Chapter I. Tom's "First Half"
Chapter II. The Christmas Holidays
Chapter III. The New Schoolfellow
Chapter IV "The Young Idea"
Chapter V. Maggie's Second Visit
Chapter VI. A Love-Scene
Chapter VII. The Golden Gates Are Passed
Book III. The Downfall
Chapter I. What Had Happened at Home
Chapter II. Mrs. Tulliver's Teraphim, or Household Gods
Chapter III. The Family Council
Chapter IV. A Vanishing Gleam
Chapter V. Tom Applies His Knife to the Oyster
Chapter VI. Tending to Refute the Popular Prejudice against the Present of a Pocket-Knife
Chapter VII. How a Hen Takes to Stratagem
Chapter VIII. Daylight on the Wreck
Chapter IX. An Item Added to the Family Register
Book IV. The Valley of Humiliation
Chapter I. A Variation of Protestantism Unknown to Bossuet
Chapter II. The Torn Nest Is Pierced by the Thorns
Chapter III. A Voice from the Past
Book V. Wheat and Tares
Chapter I. In the Red Deeps
Chapter II. Aunt Glegg Learns the Breadth of Bob's Thumb
Chapter III. The Wavering Balance
Chapter IV. Another Love-Scene
Chapter V. The Cloven Tree
Chapter VI. The Hard-Won Triumph
Chapter VII. A Day of Reckoning
Book VI. The Great Temptation
Chapter I. A Duet in Paradise
Chapter II. First Impressions
Chapter III. Confidential Moments
Chapter IV. Brother and Sister
Chapter V. Showing That Tom Had Opened the Oyster
Chapter VI. Illustrating the Laws of Attraction
Chapter VII. Philip Re-enters
Chapter VIII. Wakem in a New Light
Chapter IX. Charity in Full-Dress
Chapter X. The Spell Seems Broken
Chapter XI. In the Lane
Chapter XII. A Family Party
Chapter XIII. Borne Along by the Tide
Chapter XIV. Waking
Book VII. The Final Rescue
Chapter I. The Return to the Mill
Chapter II. St. Ogg's Passes Judgment
Chapter III. Showing That Old Acquaintances Are Capable of Surprising Us
Chapter IV. Maggie and Lucy
Chapter V. The Last Conflict
Conclusion
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A wide plain, where the broadening Floss hurries on between its green banks to the sea, and the loving tide, rushing to meet it, checks its passage with an impetuous embrace. On this mighty tide the black ships–laden with the fresh-scented fir-planks, with rounded sacks of oil-bearing seed, or with the dark glitter of coal–are borne along to the town of St. Ogg's, which shows its aged, fluted red roofs and the broad gables of its wharves between the low wooded hill and the river-brink, tingeing the water with a soft purple hue under the transient glance of this February sun. Far away on each hand stretch the rich pastures, and the patches of dark earth made ready for the seed of broad-leaved green crops, or touched already with the tint of the tender-bladed autumn-sown corn. There is a remnant still of last year's golden clusters of beehive-ricks rising at intervals beyond the hedgerows; and everywhere the hedgerows are studded with trees; the distant ships seem to be lifting their masts and stretching their red-brown sails close among the branches of the spreading ash. Just by the red-roofed town the tributary Ripple flows with a lively current into the Floss. How lovely the little river is, with its dark changing wavelets! It seems to me like a living companion while I wander along the bank, and listen to its low, placid voice, as to the voice of one who is deaf and loving. I remember those large dipping willows. I remember the stone bridge.
And this is Dorlcote Mill. I must stand a minute or two here on the bridge and look at it, though the clouds are threatening, and it is far on in the afternoon. Even in this leafless time of departing February it is pleasant to look at,–perhaps the chill, damp season adds a charm to the trimly kept, comfortable dwelling-house, as old as the elms and chestnuts that shelter it from the northern blast. The stream is brimful now, and lies high in this little withy plantation, and half drowns the grassy fringe of the croft in front of the house. As I look at the full stream, the vivid grass, the delicate bright-green powder softening the outline of the great trunks and branches that gleam from under the bare purple boughs, I am in love with moistness, and envy the white ducks that are dipping their heads far into the water here among the withes, unmindful of the awkward appearance they make in the drier world above.
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"But it's too far off for the linen, I doubt," said Mrs. Tulliver, sadly.
The entrance of supper opportunely adjourned this difficulty, and relieved Mr. Riley from the labor of suggesting some solution or compromise,–a labor which he would otherwise doubtless have undertaken; for, as you perceive, he was a man of very obliging manners. And he had really given himself the trouble of recommending Mr. Stelling to his friend Tulliver without any positive expectation of a solid, definite advantage resulting to himself, notwithstanding the subtle indications to the contrary which might have misled a too-sagacious observer. For there is nothing more widely misleading than sagacity if it happens to get on a wrong scent; and sagacity, persuaded that men usually act and speak from distinct motives, with a consciously proposed end in view, is certain to waste its energies on imaginary game.
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