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better marriage ! than to submit in such a case , '' cried Adela . For , so united were the ladies of Brookfield , and so bent on their grand hazy object , that they looked upon married life unfavourably : and they had besides an idea that Wedlock , until ` late in life ' -LRB- the age of thirty , say -RRB- , was the burial alive of woman intellectual . Toward midday the ladies put on their garden hats and went into the grounds together , for no particular purpose . Near the West copse they beheld Mr. Pole with Wilfrid and Emilia talking to a strange gentleman . Assuming a proper dignity , they advanced , when , to their horror , Emilia ran up to them crying : `` This is Mr. Purcell Barrett , the gentleman who plays the organ at church . I met him in the woods before I knew you .