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it would be much better for him to take a chaise from the inn, and leave Mr Musgrove's carriage and horses to be sent home the next morning early, when there would be the farther advantage of sending an account of Louisa's night.
it might, perhaps, be the occasion of continuing their acquaintance
she was valued only as she could be useful to Louisa.
he would not long be so unjust as to suppose she would shrink unnecessarily from the office of a friend.
"Don't talk of it, don't talk of it,"
"Oh God! that I had not given way to her at the fatal moment! Had I done as I ought! But so eager and so resolute! Dear, sweet Louisa!"
whether it ever occurred to him now, to question the justness of his own previous opinion as to the universal felicity and advantage of firmness of character; and whether it might not strike him that, like all other qualities of the mind, it should have its proportions and limits.
it could scarcely escape him to feel that a persuadable temper might sometimes be as much in favour of happiness as a very resolute character.
"I have been considering what we had best do. She must not appear at first. She could not stand it. I have been thinking whether you had not better remain in the carriage with her, while I go in and break it to Mr and Mrs Musgrove. Do you think this is a good plan?"
She did:
his intention of returning in the same carriage to Lyme;
The intervals of sense and consciousness were believed to be stronger.
A few days had made a change indeed!
If Louisa recovered, it would all be well again. More than former happiness would be restored. There could not be a doubt,
there was none, of what would follow her recovery. A few months hence, and the room now so deserted, occupied but by her silent, pensive self, might be filled again with all that was happy and gay, all that was glowing and bright in prosperous love, all that was most unlike Anne Elliot!
Scenes had passed in Uppercross which made it precious. It stood the record of many sensations of pain, once severe, but now softened; and of some instances of relenting feeling, some breathings of friendship and reconciliation, which could never be looked for again, and which could never cease to be dear.
connecting them with the silent admiration of her cousin, and
that she was to be blessed with a second spring of youth and beauty.
would have been ashamed to have it known how much more she was thinking of Lyme and Louisa Musgrove, and all her acquaintance there; how much more interesting to her was the home and the friendship of the Harvilles and Captain Benwick, than her own father's house in Camden Place, or her own sister's intimacy with Mrs Clay.
"I think you are very likely to suffer the most of the two; your feelings are less reconciled to the change than mine. By remaining in the neighbourhood, I am become inured to it."
so very fortunate in his tenants, felt the parish to be so sure of a good example, and the poor of the best attention and relief,
they were gone who deserved not to stay, and that Kellynch Hall had passed into better hands than its owners'.
"These rooms ought to belong only to us. Oh, how fallen in their destination! How unworthily occupied! An ancient family to be so driven away! Strangers filling their place!"
He had enquired after her,
particularly;
his hope of Miss Elliot's not being the worse for her exertions,
great.
This was handsome,
"Another time, Sir, I thank you, not now."
Everything was safe enough,
Charles and Mary had remained at Lyme much longer after Mr and Mrs Musgrove's going than
they could have been at all wanted,
"There we differ, Mary,"
"I think Lady Russell would like him. I think she would be so much pleased with his mind, that she would very soon see no deficiency in his manner."
was so extremely fearful of any ill consequence to her from an interview,
plan of going away for a week or ten days, till her head was stronger.
going down to Plymouth for a week, and wanted to persuade Captain Benwick to go with him;
she might see him or hear of him.
Uppercross was already quite alive again. Though neither Henrietta, nor Louisa, nor Charles Hayter, nor Captain Wentworth were there, the room presented as strong a contrast as could be wished to the last state she had seen it in.
for who would be glad to see her when she arrived?
Mr Elliot was in Bath. He had called in Camden Place; had called a second time, a third; had been pointedly attentive. If Elizabeth and her father did not deceive themselves, had been taking much pains to seek the acquaintance, and proclaim the value of the connection, as he had formerly taken pains to shew neglect.
she would rather see Mr Elliot again than not, which was more than she could say for many other persons in Bath.
"Oh! when shall I leave you again?"
she would pretend what was proper on her arrival,
her father should feel no degradation in his change, should see nothing to regret in the duties and dignity of the resident landholder, should find so much to be vain of in the littlenesses of a town;
it be a great extenuation.
Allowances, large allowances,
must be made for the ideas of those who spoke. She heard it all under embellishment. All that sounded extravagant or irrational in the progress of the reconciliation might have no origin but in the language of the relators.
there being something more than immediately appeared, in Mr Elliot's wishing, after an interval of so many years, to be well received by them.
In a worldly view, he had nothing to gain by being on terms with Sir Walter; nothing to risk by a state of variance. In all probability he was already the richer of the two, and the Kellynch estate would as surely be his hereafter as the title. A sensible man, and he had looked like a very sensible man, why should it be an object to him? She could only offer one solution; it was, perhaps, for Elizabeth's sake. There might really have been a liking formerly, though convenience and accident had drawn him a different way; and now that he could afford to please himself, he might mean to pay his addresses to her. Elizabeth was certainly very handsome, with well-bred, elegant manners, and her character might never have been penetrated by Mr Elliot, knowing her but in public, and when very young himself. How her temper and understanding might bear the investigation of his present keener time of life was another concern and rather a fearful one.