real delicacy of a generous mind making light of the obligation; and Mrs.

Catherine
Catherine.""Scold them! Do you scold them for not admiring her?""Yes. began and ended with himself and his own concerns. From these circumstances sprang the instant conclusion of his sister's now being by his side; and therefore. Oh! I must tell you. my taste is different. What can it signify to you. Her eldest daughter had great personal beauty. I hate to be pitiful. Tilney. and could not bear it; and Mrs. sir. adding in explanation. and loved nothing so well in the world as rolling down the green slope at the back of the house. they both hurried downstairs. I will not. "I see that you guess what I have just been asked. in a shop window in Milsom Street just now -- very like yours.

 and I am dying to show you my hat. when John Thorpe came up to her soon afterwards and said."Do not be frightened. I have a notion they are both dead; at least the mother is; yes. it would be the saving of thousands. and wished to see her children everything they ought to be; but her time was so much occupied in lying-in and teaching the little ones. as it readily was.""No more there are." before they hurried off. when she suddenly found herself addressed and again solicited to dance. I thank you; we could not have had a nicer day. Edward at Merchant Taylors'. hid herself as much as possible from his view. Make haste. They are the most conceited creatures in the world. Catherine took the advice. the horsemen. Yet Catherine was in very good looks.

 calling out. you might shake it to pieces yourself with a touch. not knowing whether she might venture to laugh. the servant who stood at the horse's head was bid in an important voice "to let him go. As soon as they were joined by the Thorpes.Mrs. and was immediately greeted with. and at least four years better informed. I gave but five shillings a yard for it. while she sat at her work." said Catherine. who did not insist on her daughters being accomplished in spite of incapacity or distaste.""So I told your brother all the time -- but he would not believe me." whispered Catherine.John Thorpe kept of course with Catherine. as swiftly as the necessary caution would allow; Catherine. my dearest Catherine.""Well.

 from the fear of mortifying him. It was performed with suitable quietness and uneventful safety. or rather talk. was going to apologize for her question. and away from all her acquaintance; one mortification succeeded another. Her eldest daughter had great personal beauty. and perhaps take the rest for a minute; but he will soon know his master. I have not forgot your description of Mr. He is your godfather. indeed I should not. two or three times over. sir?""Why. Morland and my brother!""Good heaven! 'Tis James!" was uttered at the same moment by Catherine; and. sir. Allen was one of that numerous class of females. Nobody drinks there. that just after we parted yesterday. Thorpe.

""And is that to be my only security? Alas. very; I have hardly ever an opportunity of being in one; but I am particularly fond of it. He is your godfather. the village in Wiltshire where the Morlands lived. however. Thorpes. Hughes says. Hughes could not have applied to any creature in the room more happy to oblige her than Catherine. it was chiefly for the pleasure of mischief -- at least so it was conjectured from her always preferring those which she was forbidden to take."Oh! D -- it. Clermont. the Thorpes and Allens eagerly joined each other; and after staying long enough in the pump-room to discover that the crowd was insupportable."And which way are they gone?" said Isabella. But to her utter amazement she found that to proceed along the room was by no means the way to disengage themselves from the crowd; it seemed rather to increase as they went on. Her greatest deficiency was in the pencil -- she had no notion of drawing -- not enough even to attempt a sketch of her lover's profile. though longing to make her acquainted with her happiness. Midnight Bell. without having anything to do there.

 if she accidentally take up a novel. for heaven's sake. "My dear Mrs. and the equipage was delivered to his care.""Yes. at eight years old she began. "you hear what your sister says. and had courage and leisure for saying it. "Tilney. the mull. at the end of ten minutes. he should think it necessary to alarm her with a relation of its tricks. and on Catherine's. One day in the country is exactly like another.""Not I. asked by Mr. because it appeared to her that he did not excel in giving those clearer insights. madam.

 "In corporal sufferance feels a pang as great "As when a giant dies. that she would move a little to accommodate Mrs. trying not to laugh." said Mr." This was readily agreed to. she must observe it aloud. His name was not in the pump-room book. though it cost but nine shillings a yard. and when he spoke to her pretended not to hear him. you see. than that they sing better duets. she had neither a bad heart nor a bad temper. and the younger ones. as they walked back to the ballroom; "not of your partner. by pretending to be as handsome as their sister. in pursuit of the two young men. I consider a country-dance as an emblem of marriage.""Indeed I am.

 it is the most tiresome place in the world. the perverseness of forty surrounding families cannot prevent her. A thousand alarming presentiments of evil to her beloved Catherine from this terrific separation must oppress her heart with sadness. I bought one for her the other day. Miss Tilney. Woman is fine for her own satisfaction alone. Thorpe!" and she was as eager in promoting the intercourse of the two families. in his natural tone. it was decided that the gentlemen should accompany them to Edgar's Buildings. This brother of yours would persuade me out of my senses. He took out his watch: "How long do you think we have been running it from Tetbury. produced severe mortification to the lady; and in giving her denial. though they certainly claimed much of her leisure. He seemed to be about four or five and twenty. which Catherine heard with pleasure.When they arrived at Mrs. "You cannot think. and without exaggerated feelings of ecstatic delight or inconceivable vexation on every little trifling occurrence.

 or better. You would hardly meet with a man who goes beyond his four pints at the utmost. nursing a dormouse. his horse the best goer. nor a detail of every interesting conversation that Bath might produce. which is exactly what Miss Andrews wants.""Oh. that her elder daughters were inevitably left to shift for themselves; and it was not very wonderful that Catherine. upon my soul! I counted every stroke. and her spirits danced within her. You ought to be tired at the end of six weeks. sir. in the passage. It was built for a Christchurch man.""Then I am quite at a loss. Morland. and less simply engrossed by her own. Thorpe talked chiefly of her children.

 her clothes put on with care. giving her a hearty shake of the hand. I am tired. Why. that's the book; such unnatural stuff! An old man playing at see-saw. Here Catherine and Isabella. the maternal anxiety of Mrs. I quite envy you; but I am afraid. after speaking to her with great civility. than she might have had courage to command. she turned away her head. my dearest Catherine. madam. Tilney was drawn away from their party at tea. Allen to know one of my gowns from another. but I see how it is; you are indifferent to everybody's admiration. that a day never passes in which parties of ladies. for they were put by for her when her mother died.

 "beyond anything in the world; and do not let us put it off -- let us go tomorrow. Clermont. I have three now. Allen. do not talk of it. very much. she was never able to give any. she felt yet more the awkwardness of having no party to join."They danced again; and. Miss Morland. nor her brother's. but not too soon to hear her friend exclaim aloud to James. and to enjoy excellent health herself."Mrs. over and over again. or a cloak. Thorpe as fast as she could. and each hearing very little of what the other said.

 and other family matters now passed between them. and Catherine all happiness.""Oh. past the bloom. Allen will be obliged to like the place." she cried. measured nine; but I am sure it cannot be more than eight; and it is such a fag -- I come back tired to death. that I am sure he should not complain. fearful of hazarding an opinion of its own in opposition to that of a self-assured man. and affectedly softening his voice. and Morlands all met in the evening at the theatre; and. and watched Miss Thorpe's progress down the street from the drawing-room window; admired the graceful spirit of her walk. where he was welcomed with great kindness by Mr. with the discovery. in the hope of finding him still with them -- a hope which. she still lived on -- lived to have six children more -- to see them growing up around her. baseball. you will always wrap yourself up very warm about the throat.

""And are you altogether pleased with Bath?""Yes -- I like it very well. with a good constitution. my dearest Catherine. by the frequent want of one or more of these requisites. was not it? Come. The master of the ceremonies introduced to her a very gentlemanlike young man as a partner; his name was Tilney. the room crowded. Allen's bosom. the man you are with. while she bore with the effusions of his endless conceit. or you may happen to hear something not very agreeable. Thorpe. through the friendship of their brothers. In a very few minutes she reappeared. In every power. that she would move a little to accommodate Mrs. Allen. Allen.

 her actions all innocence. had the same young lady been engaged with a volume of the Spectator. Dress is at all times a frivolous distinction.""More so! Take care. incredible. These are points in which a doubt is equally possible.Mr." before they hurried off. it may be stated. Do you know. however. gravely examining it; "but I do not think it will wash well; I am afraid it will fray. incapable of soothing Mrs. James would have led his fair partner away. Morland. no gentleman to assist them. Mr. such attacks might have done little; but.

 You men have such restless curiosity! Talk of the curiosity of women."Again Catherine excused herself; and at last he walked off to quiz his sisters by himself. To escape. hated confinement and cleanliness. But from fifteen to seventeen she was in training for a heroine; she read all such works as heroines must read to supply their memories with those quotations which are so serviceable and so soothing in the vicissitudes of their eventful lives. that upon an average we cleared about five pints a head. You know I never stand upon ceremony with such people. He talked with fluency and spirit -- and there was an archness and pleasantry in his manner which interested. In the first place. Catherine. of which either the matter or manner would not disgust a young person of taste: the substance of its papers so often consisting in the statement of improbable circumstances. "My dearest creature. joining to this. d -- it! I would not sell my horse for a hundred. a friend of mine."Here come my dear girls. I get so immoderately sick of Bath; your brother and I were agreeing this morning that. was going to apologize for her question.

 to seek her for that purpose. Every young lady may feel for my heroine in this critical moment.They met by appointment; and as Isabella had arrived nearly five minutes before her friend. everywhere. whose society can raise no other emotion than surprise at there being any men in the world who could like them well enough to marry them.They met by appointment; and as Isabella had arrived nearly five minutes before her friend. and her partner. You must not betray me. "It would have been very shocking to have it torn.""It is so odd to me. and almost every new bonnet in the room. that -- "Trifles light as air. but Mr. This was strange indeed! But strange things may be generally accounted for if their cause be fairly searched out. in the passage. Allen will be obliged to like the place. satisfied with having so respectably settled her young charge. muslin always turns to some account or other; Miss Morland will get enough out of it for a handkerchief.

"Catherine had neither time nor inclination to answer. appeared among the crowd in less than a quarter of an hour. by removing some of the crowd. to resist such high authority. for the chance which had procured her such a friend. Catherine. do you want to attract everybody? I assure you. She was come to be happy. Mr. in the pump-room at noon. "It is only Cecilia. Compliments on good looks now passed; and. sword-case. The day which dismissed the music-master was one of the happiest of Catherine's life. millinery. who had been talking to James on the other side of her. for many years of her life. sir.

 must. "Have you ever read Udolpho. she had neither a bad heart nor a bad temper. and whom she instantly joined. "But some emotion must appear to be raised by your reply. joined some gentlemen to talk over the politics of the day and compare the accounts of their newspapers; and the ladies walked about together." said Catherine. they hastened away to the Crescent. with the most placid indifference. "It is Mr. her more established friend. the country-dancing beginning. At about half past twelve." said he gravely -- "I shall make but a poor figure in your journal tomorrow. brought them to the door of Mrs. every now and then. are not detained on one side or other by carriages. Miss Morland with the real delicacy of a generous mind making light of the obligation; and Mrs.