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Patterns of Diction in Jane Austen's Major Novels

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“if you were sure that they would not offer to send her home.”
“Oh! but the gentlemen will have Mr. Bingley's chaise to go to Meryton, and the Hursts have no horses to theirs.”
“I had much rather go in the coach.”
“But, my dear, your father cannot spare the horses, I am sure. They are wanted in the farm, Mr. Bennet, are they not?”
“But if you have got them to-day,”
“my mother's purpose will be answered.”
“This was a lucky idea of mine, indeed!”
“My dearest Lizzy.
“I find myself very unwell this morning, which, I suppose, is to be imputed to my getting wet through yesterday.
My kind friends will not hear of
They insist also on my seeing Mr. Jones — therefore do not be alarmed if you should hear of his having been to me — and, excepting a sore throat and headache there is not much the matter with me. —
“Yours, & c.”
“Oh! I am not afraid of her dying. People do not die of little trifling colds. She will be taken good care of. As long as she stays there, it is all very well. I would go and see her if I could have the carriage.”
“How can you be so silly,”
“as to think of such a thing, in all this dirt! You will not be fit to be seen when you get there.”
“I shall be very fit to see Jane — which is all I want.”
“to send for the horses?”
“No, indeed, I do not wish to avoid the walk. The distance is nothing when one has a motive; only three miles. I shall be back by dinner.”
“I admire the activity of your benevolence,”
“but every impulse of feeling should be guided by reason; and, in my opinion, exertion should always be in proportion to what is required.”
“We will go as far as Meryton with you,”
“If we make haste,”
“perhaps we may see something of Captain Carter before he goes.”
to remain at Netherfield for the present.
Jane was by no means better.
Her manners were
very bad indeed, a mixture of pride and impertinence; she had no conversation, no style, no beauty.
“She has nothing, in short, to recommend her, but being an excellent walker. I shall never forget her appearance this morning. She really looked almost wild.”
“She did, indeed, Louisa. I could hardly keep my countenance. Very nonsensical to come at all! Why must she be scampering about the country, because her sister had a cold? Her hair, so untidy, so blowsy!”
“Yes, and her petticoat; I hope you saw her petticoat, six inches deep in mud, I am absolutely certain; and the gown which had been let down to hide it not doing its office.”
“You observed it, Mr. Darcy, I am sure,”
“and I am inclined to think that you would not wish to see your sister make such an exhibition.”
“To walk three miles, or four miles, or five miles, or whatever it is, above her ankles in dirt, and alone, quite alone! What could she mean by it? It seems to me to show an abominable sort of conceited independence, a most country-town indifference to decorum.”
“I am afraid, Mr. Darcy,”
“that this adventure has rather affected your admiration of her fine eyes.”
“I have an excessive regard for Miss Jane Bennet, she is really a very sweet girl, and I wish with all my heart she were well settled. But with such a father and mother, and such low connections, I am afraid there is no chance of it.”
“I think I have heard you say that their uncle is an attorney in Meryton.”
“Yes; and they have another, who lives somewhere near Cheapside.”
“That is capital,”
she would amuse herself for the short time she could stay below, with a book.
“Miss Eliza Bennet,”
“despises cards. She is a great reader, and has no pleasure in anything else.”
“I deserve neither such praise nor such censure,”
“I am not a great reader, and I have pleasure in many things.”
she could suit herself perfectly with those in the room.
“I am astonished,”
“that my father should have left so small a collection of books. What a delightful library you have at Pemberley, Mr. Darcy!”
“And then you have added so much to it yourself, you are always buying books.”
“Neglect! I am sure you neglect nothing that can add to the beauties of that noble place. Charles, when you build your house, I wish it may be half as delightful as Pemberley.”
“But I would really advise you to make your purchase in that neighbourhood, and take Pemberley for a kind of model. There is not a finer county in England than Derbyshire.”

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