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Patterns of Diction in Jane Austen's Major Novels


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“I told you, the other day, of his infamous behaviour to Mr. Darcy; and you yourself, when last at Longbourn, heard in what manner he spoke of the man who had behaved with such forbearance and liberality towards him. And there are other circumstances which I am not at liberty — which it is not worth while to relate; but his lies about the whole Pemberley family are endless. From what he said of Miss Darcy I was thoroughly prepared to see a proud, reserved, disagreeable girl. Yet he knew to the contrary himself. He must know that she was as amiable and unpretending as we have found her.”
“Oh, yes! — that, that is the worst of all. Till I was in Kent, and saw so much both of Mr. Darcy and his relation Colonel Fitzwilliam, I was ignorant of the truth myself. And when I returned home, the ——shire was to leave Meryton in a week or fortnight's time. As that was the case, neither Jane, to whom I related the whole, nor I, thought it necessary to make our knowledge public; for of what use could it apparently be to any one, that the good opinion which all the neighbourhood had of him should then be overthrown? And even when it was settled that Lydia should go with Mrs. Forster, the necessity of opening her eyes to his character never occurred to me. That she could be in any danger from the deception never entered my head. That such a consequence as this could ensue, you may easily believe, was far enough from my thoughts.”
“Not the slightest. I can remember no sympton of affection on either side; and had anything of the kind been perceptible, you must be aware that ours is not a family on which it could be thrown away. When first he entered the corps, she was ready enough to admire him; but so we all were. Every girl in or near Meryton was out of her senses about him for the first two months; but he never distinguished her by any particular attention, and, consequently, after a moderate period of extravagant and wild admiration, her fancy for him gave way, and others of the regiment, who treated her with more distinction, again became her favourites.”
“Is my father in town?”
“And have you heard from him often?”
“And my mother — how is she? How are you all?”
“But you — how are you?”
“You look pale. How much you must have gone through!”
“But tell me all and everything about it which I have not already heard. Give me further particulars. What did Colonel Forster say? Had they no apprehension of anything before the elopement took place? They must have seen them together for ever.”
“And was Denny convinced that Wickham would not marry? Did he know of their intending to go off? Had Colonel Forster seen Denny himself?”
“And till Colonel Forster came himself, not one of you entertained a doubt, I suppose, of their being really married?”
“But not before they went to Brighton?”
“And did Colonel Forster appear to think well of Wickham himself? Does he know his real character?”
“Oh, Jane, had we been less secret, had we told what we knew of him, this could not have happened!”
“Could Colonel Forster repeat the particulars of Lydia's note to his wife?”
“Oh! thoughtless, thoughtless Lydia!"
"What a letter is this, to be written at such a moment! But at least it shows, that she was serious on the subject of their journey. Whatever he might afterwards persuade her to, it was not on her side a scheme of infamy. My poor father! how he must have felt it!”
“Oh! Jane,”
“was there a servant belonging to it who did not know the whole story before the end of the day?”
“Your attendance upon her has been too much for you. You do not look well. Oh that I had been with you! you have had every care and anxiety upon yourself alone.”
“She had better have stayed at home,”
“perhaps she meant well, but, under such a misfortune as this, one cannot see too little of one's neighbours. Assistance is impossible; condolence insufferable. Let them triumph over us at a distance, and be satisfied."
“You must not be too severe upon yourself,”
“Do you suppose them to be in London?”
“And Lydia used to want to go to London,”
“Oh, papa, what news — what news? Have you heard from my uncle?”
“Well, and what news does it bring — good or bad?”
“Is it possible?”
“Can it be possible that he will marry her?”
“And have you answered the letter?”
“Oh! my dear father,”
“come back and write immediately. Consider how important every moment is in such a case.”
“And may I ask —”
“but the terms, I suppose, must be complied with.”
“And they must marry! Yet he is such a man!”
“That is very true,”
“though it had not occurred to me before. His debts to be discharged, and something still to remain! Oh! it must be my uncle's doings! Generous, good man, I am afraid he has distressed himself. A small sum could not do all this.”
“Ten thousand pounds! Heaven forbid! How is half such a sum to be repaid?”
“And they are really to be married!”
“How strange this is! And for this we are to be thankful. That they should marry, small as is their chance of happiness, and wretched as is his character, we are forced to rejoice. Oh, Lydia!”
“If he were ever able to learn what Wickham's debts have been,”
“and how much is settled on his side on our sister, we shall exactly know what Mr. Gardiner has done for them, because Wickham has not sixpence of his own. The kindness of my uncle and aunt can never be requited. Their taking her home, and affording her their personal protection and countenance, is such a sacrifice to her advantage as years of gratitude cannot enough acknowledge. By this time she is actually with them! If such goodness does not make her miserable now, she will never deserve to be happy! What a meeting for her, when she first sees my aunt!”
“Their conduct has been such,”
“as neither you, nor I, nor anybody, can ever forget. It is useless to talk of it.”
“May we take my uncle's letter to read to her?”
“I thank you for my share of the favour,”
“but I do not particularly like your way of getting husbands.”
“No really,”
“I think there cannot be too little said on the subject.”
“Mr. Darcy!”