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Patterns of Diction in Jane Austen's Major Novels

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"I cannot think well of a man who sports with any woman's feelings; and there may often be a great deal more suffered than a stander-by can judge of."
"Oh! yes. How very, very kind of him."
"What have you got there, my love?"
"come and shew it to me."
"then by this time it is all settled,"
"No; not quite a month. It is only four weeks to-morrow since I left Mansfield."
"I did not arrive here till Tuesday evening."
"Yes. My uncle talked of two months. I suppose it will not be less."
"I do not know. I have heard nothing about it yet from my aunt. Perhaps I may be to stay longer. It may not be convenient for me to be fetched exactly at the two months' end."
"I advise! You know very well what is right."
"Oh, no! do not say so. We have all a better guide in ourselves, if we would attend to it, than any other person can be. Good-bye; I wish you a pleasant journey to-morrow."
"Nothing; I am much obliged to you."
"My love to your sister, if you please; and when you see my cousin, my cousin Edmund, I wish you would be so good as to say that I suppose I shall soon hear from him."
"I never will, no, I certainly never will wish for a letter again,"
"What do they bring but disappointment and sorrow? Not till after Easter! How shall I bear it? And my poor aunt talking of me every hour!"
"There is no good in this delay,"
"Why is not it settled? He is blinded, and nothing will open his eyes; nothing can, after having had truths before him so long in vain. He will marry her, and be poor and miserable. God grant that her influence do not make him cease to be respectable!"
"'So very fond of me!' 'tis nonsense all. She loves nobody but herself and her brother. Her friends leading her astray for years! She is quite as likely to have led them astray. They have all, perhaps, been corrupting one another; but if they are so much fonder of her than she is of them, she is the less likely to have been hurt, except by their flattery.
I firmly believe it. It is an attachment to govern his whole life. Accepted or refused, his heart is wedded to her for ever.
Edmund, you do not know me. The families would never be connected if you did not connect them! Oh! write, write. Finish it at once. Let there be an end of this suspense. Fix, commit, condemn yourself."
"When I go back into Northamptonshire, or when I return to Mansfield, I shall do so and so."
"Her uncle, she understood, meant to fetch her; and as her cousin's illness had continued so many weeks without her being thought at all necessary, she must suppose her return would be unwelcome at present, and that she should be felt an encumbrance."
"Rushworth, sir."
"Yes, sir."
"It is a mistake, sir,"
"it must be a mistake, it cannot be true; it must mean some other people."
"And what,"
"what could you say?"
"Cruel!"
"quite cruel. At such a moment to give way to gaiety, to speak with lightness, and to you! Absolute cruelty."
"Did you?"