Austen Said:

of their wish of being better acquainted with her; of being considered as already friends, through the friendship of their brothers, etc.,

he must be a charming young man, and was equally sure that he must have been delighted with her dear Catherine, and would therefore shortly return.

John thought her the most charming girl in the world,

nothing,

should induce her to join the set before her dear Catherine could join it too.

how well the other liked Bath, how much she admired its buildings and surrounding country, whether she drew, or played, or sang, and whether she was fond of riding on horseback.

It was inconceivable, incredible, impossible!

no two hours and a half had ever gone off so swiftly before,

It was ages since she had had a moment’s conversation with her dearest Catherine; and, though she had such thousands of things to say to her, it appeared as if they were never to be together again;

it did not rain,

“quite horrid.”

her dearest, sweetest Catherine would not seriously refuse such a trifling request to a friend who loved her so dearly. She knew her beloved Catherine to have so feeling a heart, so sweet a temper, to be so easily persuaded by those she loved.

having more affection for Miss Tilney, though she had known her so little a while, than for her best and oldest friends, with being grown cold and indifferent, in short, towards herself.

John Thorpe had given the message;

owning herself greatly surprised by it.

two of the sweetest girls in the world,

her dear friends

it had been altogether the most delightful scheme in the world,

nobody could imagine how charming it had been,

it had been more delightful than anybody could conceive.

they had driven directly to the York Hotel, ate some soup, and bespoke an early dinner, walked down to the pump-room, tasted the water, and laid out some shillings in purses and spars; thence adjoined to eat ice at a pastry-cook’s, and hurrying back to the hotel, swallowed their dinner in haste, to prevent being in the dark; and then had a delightful drive back, only the moon was not up, and it rained a little, and Mr. Morland’s horse was so tired he could hardly get it along.

insupportably cross, from being excluded the party.

Her heart and faith were alike engaged to James.

The happiness of having such a sister

he would go.

“It was all pride, pride, insufferable haughtiness and pride! She had long suspected the family to be very high, and this made it certain. Such insolence of behaviour as Miss Tilney’s she had never heard of in her life! Not to do the honours of her house with common good breeding! To behave to her guest with such superciliousness! Hardly even to speak to her!”

her father’s having just determined upon quitting Bath by the end of another week.

Northanger Abbey having been a richly endowed convent at the time of the Reformation, of its having fallen into the hands of an ancestor of the Tilneys on its dissolution, of a large portion of the ancient building still making a part of the present dwelling although the rest was decayed, or of its standing low in a valley, sheltered from the north and east by rising woods of oak.

She was so amazingly tired, and it was so odious to parade about the pump-room; and if she moved from her seat she should miss her sisters; she was expecting her sisters every moment; so that her dearest Catherine must excuse her, and must sit quietly down again.

she would find it comfortable,

she would make as little alteration as possible in her dress.

“I was going to take you into what was my mother’s room — the room in which she died — “

to attend her there, whenever they should have a convenient hour.

if she was well.

a wish of being of use or comfort to her.

“hoped for the pleasure of her company for a much longer time — had been misled (perhaps by her wishes) to suppose that a much longer visit had been promised — and could not but think that if Mr. and Mrs. Morland were aware of the pleasure it was to her to have her there, they would be too generous to hasten her return.”

“Then why, might she ask, in such a hurry herself to leave them?”

It had occurred to her that after so long an absence from home, Catherine might not be provided with money enough for the expenses of her journey,

to wish was to hope, and to hope was to expect. She tried to explain the real state of the case to her sister.

an absolute old bachelor,

the day would be lastingly fair, and that every threatening cloud would be drawn off from their hills;

Marianne's preserver,

for what could a silent man of five and thirty hope, when opposed to a very lively one of five and twenty?

Willoughby had given her a horse, one that he had bred himself on his estate in Somersetshire, and which was exactly calculated to carry a woman.

As to an additional servant, the expense would be a trifle; Mama she was sure would never object to it; and any horse would do for HIM; he might always get one at the park; as to a stable, the merest shed would be sufficient.

to doubt the propriety of her receiving such a present from a man so little, or at least so lately known to her.

to tell Willoughby when she saw him next, that it must be declined.

on being obliged to forego the acceptance of his present.

if he came directly from London.

with strong affections it was impossible, with calm ones it could have no merit.