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Patterns of Diction in Jane Austen's Major Novels


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"What? have you met him to — "
"Is she still in town?"
"No, I do not think we shall."
"You are very good. My sister will be equally sorry to miss the pleasure of seeing you; but she has been very much plagued lately with nervous head-aches, which make her unfit for company or conversation."
"Excellent indeed. Their attention to our comfort, their friendliness in every particular, is more than I can express."
"Yes; he has very good property in Dorsetshire."
"Me, brother! what do you mean?"
"I believe about two thousand a year."
"Indeed I believe you,"
"but I am very sure that Colonel Brandon has not the smallest wish of marrying ME."
"Is Mr. Edward Ferrars,"
"going to be married?"
"Your expenses both in town and country must certainly be considerable; but your income is a large one."
"More than you think it really and intrinsically worth."
"and assisted by her liberality, I hope you may yet live to be in easy circumstances."
"Where is the green-house to be?"
"Nothing at all, I should rather suppose; for she has only her jointure, which will descend to her children."
"And do you not think it more likely that she should leave it to her daughters, than to us?"
"But she raises none in those most concerned. Indeed, brother, your anxiety for our welfare and prosperity carries you too far."
"She is not well, she has had a nervous complaint on her for several weeks."
"This is admiration of a very particular kind! — what is Miss Morton to us? — who knows, or who cares, for her? — it is Elinor of whom WE think and speak."
"Dear, dear Elinor, don't mind them. Don't let them make YOU unhappy."
"She was certainly very civil to you."
"Undoubtedly, if they had known your engagement,"
"nothing could be more flattering than their treatment of you; — but as that was not the case" —
"I never was in better health."
"Dear Edward!"
"this is a moment of great happiness! — This would almost make amends for every thing?"
"Oh, don't think of me!"
"don't think of MY health. Elinor is well, you see. That must be enough for us both."
"Not at all. I expected much pleasure in it, but I have found none. The sight of you, Edward, is the only comfort it has afforded; and thank Heaven! you are what you always were!"
"I think, Elinor,"
"we must employ Edward to take care of us in our return to Barton. In a week or two, I suppose, we shall be going; and, I trust, Edward will not be very unwilling to accept the charge."
"We spent such a day, Edward, in Harley Street yesterday! So dull, so wretchedly dull! — But I have much to say to you on that head, which cannot be said now."
"But why were you not there, Edward? — Why did you not come?"
"Engaged! But what was that, when such friends were to be met?"
"Not so, indeed; for, seriously speaking, I am very sure that conscience only kept Edward from Harley Street. And I really believe he HAS the most delicate conscience in the world; the most scrupulous in performing every engagement, however minute, and however it may make against his interest or pleasure. He is the most fearful of giving pain, of wounding expectation, and the most incapable of being selfish, of any body I ever saw. Edward, it is so, and I will say it. What! are you never to hear yourself praised! — Then you must be no friend of mine; for those who will accept of my love and esteem, must submit to my open commendation."
"Going so soon!"
"my dear Edward, this must not be."
"What can bring her here so often?"
"Could not she see that we wanted her gone! — how teazing to Edward!"
"Why so? — we were all his friends, and Lucy has been the longest known to him of any. It is but natural that he should like to see her as well as ourselves."
"You know, Elinor, that this is a kind of talking which I cannot bear. If you only hope to have your assertion contradicted, as I must suppose to be the case, you ought to recollect that I am the last person in the world to do it. I cannot descend to be tricked out of assurances, that are not really wanted."
"No, ma'am. What is it?"
"What! is Fanny ill?"
"How long has this been known to you, Elinor? has he written to you?"
"I have known it these four months. When Lucy first came to Barton Park last November, she told me in confidence of her engagement."
"Four months! — Have you known of this four months?"
"What! — while attending me in all my misery, has this been on your heart? — And I have reproached you for being happy!" —