Austen Said:

Louisa was much the same. No symptoms worse than before had appeared.

A speedy cure must not be hoped, but everything was going on as well as the nature of the case admitted.

His spirits had been greatly recovering lately as might be expected. As Louisa improved, he had improved, and he was now quite a different creature from what he had been the first week. He had not seen Louisa; and

that he did not press for it at all; and, on the contrary, seemed to have a

He had talked of

but,

Captain Benwick seemed much more disposed to ride over to Kellynch.

Colonel Wallis had known Mr Elliot long, had been well acquainted also with his wife, had perfectly understood the whole story. She was certainly not a woman of family, but well educated, accomplished, rich, and excessively in love with his friend. There had been the charm. She had sought him. Without that attraction, not all her money would have tempted Elliot,

her having been a very fine woman.

the Crofts are going to Bath almost immediately; they think the Admiral gouty.

wonders what Captain Wentworth will say;

Captain Harville's wanting to come to Bath on business. He had begun to talk of it a week ago; and by way of doing something, as shooting was over, Charles had proposed coming with him, and Mrs Harville had seemed to like the idea of it very much, as an advantage to her husband; but Mary could not bear to be left, and had made herself so unhappy about it, that for a day or two everything seemed to be in suspense, or at an end. But then, it had been taken up by his father and mother. His mother had some old friends in Bath whom she wanted to see; it was thought a good opportunity for Henrietta to come and buy wedding-clothes for herself and her sister; and, in short, it ended in being his mother's party, that everything might be comfortable and easy to Captain Harville; and he and Mary were included in it by way of general convenience. They had arrived late the night before. Mrs Harville, her children, and Captain Benwick, remained with Mr Musgrove and Louisa at Uppercross.

very recently, (since Mary's last letter to herself), Charles Hayter had been applied to by a friend to hold a living for a youth who could not possibly claim it under many years;

on the strength of his present income, with almost a certainty of something more permanent long before the term in question, the two families had consented to the young people's wishes,

their marriage was likely to take place in a few months, quite as soon as Louisa's.

he would go to the play to-morrow if nobody else would.

Mary and Henrietta, too impatient to wait, had gone out the moment it had cleared, but would be back again soon,

it is nine, measured nine;

to dine with them,

Isabella’s beauty,

to do every thing in his power to make them comfortable.

to increase the fortunes of his sisters by the present of a thousand pounds a-piece.

"Yes, he would give them three thousand pounds: it would be liberal and handsome! It would be enough to make them completely easy. Three thousand pounds! he could spare so considerable a sum with little inconvenience." —

she was in need of a dwelling; and though the house he now offered her was merely a cottage,

everything should be done to it which she might think necessary, if the situation pleased her.

to come with her daughters to Barton Park, the place of his own residence, from whence she might judge, herself, whether Barton Cottage,

could, by any alteration, be made comfortable to her.

she would not be settled far from Norland.

how exceedingly sorry he was that she had taken a house at such a distance from Norland as to prevent his being of any service to her in removing her furniture.

at being unable to get any smart young men to meet them.

They would see,

only one gentleman there besides himself; a particular friend who was staying at the park, but who was neither very young nor very gay. He hoped they would all excuse the smallness of the party, and could assure them it should never happen so again. He had been to several families that morning in hopes of procuring some addition to their number, but it was moonlight and every body was full of engagements. Luckily Lady Middleton's mother had arrived at Barton within the last hour, and as she was a very cheerful agreeable woman, he hoped the young ladies would not find it so very dull as they might imagine.

Mr. Willoughby had no property of his own in the country;

he resided there only while he was visiting the old lady at Allenham Court, to whom he was related, and whose possessions he was to inherit;

as they were all got together, they must do something by way of being happy;

the carriage should be sent for them and they must come.

their being the sweetest girls in the world.

in the name of charity, that they would all dine with Lady Middleton that day, as he was obliged to attend the club at Exeter, and she would otherwise be quite alone, except her mother and the two Miss Steeles.

he and his wife were to be in town before the middle of February,

The expense would be nothing, the inconvenience not more;

it was altogether an attention

requisite to its complete enfranchisement from his promise to his father.

another year would make the invitation needless, by bringing Elinor to town as Colonel Brandon's wife, and Marianne as THEIR visitor.

Mrs. Dashwood had never been so much pleased with any young women in her life, as she was with them; had given each of them a needle book made by some emigrant; called Lucy by her Christian name; and did not know

to let them stay till they had packed up their clothes.

he really believed there was no material danger in Fanny's indisposition, and that they need not therefore be very uneasy about it,

their travelling so far towards Barton without any expense, and on Colonel Brandon's being to follow them to Cleveland in a day or two,

Marianne Dashwood was dying of a putrid fever at Cleveland — a letter that morning received from Mrs. Jennings declared her danger most imminent — the Palmers are all gone off in a fright,

an old promise about a pointer puppy.

Mrs. Ferrars was the most unfortunate of women — poor Fanny had suffered agonies of sensibility —