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Patterns of Diction in Jane Austen's Major Novels

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"Oh! Miss Woodhouse, the comfort of being sometimes alone!"—
"Such a home, indeed! such an aunt!"
"I do pity you. And the more sensibility you betray of their just horrors, the more I shall like you."
"You will soon be cooler, if you sit still,"
Some people were always cross when they were hot.
his taking some refreshment; he would find abundance of every thing in the dining-room—
"I am glad I have done being in love with him. I should not like a man who is so soon discomposed by a hot morning. Harriet's sweet easy temper will not mind it."
"That may be —but not by sketches in Swisserland. You will never go to Swisserland. Your uncle and aunt will never allow you to leave England."
"You are sick of prosperity and indulgence. Cannot you invent a few hardships for yourself, and be contented to stay?"
"You are not quite so miserable, though, as when you first came. Go and eat and drink a little more, and you will do very well. Another slice of cold meat, another draught of Madeira and water, will make you nearly on a par with the rest of us."
"We are going to Box Hill to-morrow;—you will join us. It is not Swisserland, but it will be something for a young man so much in want of a change. You will stay, and go with us?"
"But you may come again in the cool of to-morrow morning."
"Then pray stay at Richmond."
"These are difficulties which you must settle for yourself. Chuse your own degree of crossness. I shall press you no more."
her acceptance;
While he was so dull, it was no wonder that Harriet should be dull likewise; and they were both insufferable.
"Yes, you were very cross; and I do not know what about, except that you were too late for the best strawberries. I was a kinder friend than you deserved. But you were humble. You begged hard to be commanded to come."
"It is hotter to-day."
"You are comfortable because you are under command."
"Perhaps I intended you to say so, but I meant self-command. You had, somehow or other, broken bounds yesterday, and run away from your own management; but to-day you are got back again—and as I cannot be always with you, it is best to believe your temper under your own command rather than mine."
"Dating from three o'clock yesterday. My perpetual influence could not begin earlier, or you would not have been so much out of humour before."
"Your gallantry is really unanswerable. But
nobody speaks except ourselves, and it is rather too much to be talking nonsense for the entertainment of seven silent people."
"Oh! no, no"—
"Upon no account in the world. It is the very last thing I would stand the brunt of just now. Let me hear any thing rather than what you are all thinking of. I will not say quite all. There are one or two, perhaps,
whose thoughts I might not be afraid of knowing."
"Ah! ma'am, but there may be a difficulty. Pardon me —but you will be limited as to number —only three at once."
"No, no,"
"it will not reckon low. A conundrum of Mr. Weston's shall clear him and his next neighbour. Come, sir, pray let me hear it."
"Such things do occur, undoubtedly."—
"I was only going to observe, that though such unfortunate circumstances do sometimes occur both to men and women, I cannot imagine them to be very frequent. A hasty and imprudent attachment may arise—but there is generally time to recover from it afterwards. I would be understood to mean, that it can be only weak, irresolute characters, (whose happiness must be always at the mercy of chance,) who will suffer an unfortunate acquaintance to be an inconvenience, an oppression for ever."
"And make her like myself."
"Very well. I undertake the commission. You shall have a charming wife."
Would not Harriet be the very creature described? Hazle eyes excepted, two years more might make her all that he wished. He might even have Harriet in his thoughts at the moment; who could say? Referring the education to her seemed to imply it.
"Now, ma'am,"
"shall we join Mrs. Elton?"
Such another scheme, composed of so many ill-assorted people, she hoped never to be betrayed into again.
"Nay, how could I help saying what I did?—Nobody could have helped it. It was not so very bad. I dare say she did not understand me."
"Oh!"
"I know there is not a better creature in the world: but you must allow, that what is good and what is ridiculous are most unfortunately blended in her."
How could she have been so brutal, so cruel to Miss Bates! How could she have exposed herself to such ill opinion in any one she valued! And how suffer him to leave her without saying one word of gratitude, of concurrence, of common kindness!
it was a morning more completely misspent, more totally bare of rational satisfaction at the time, and more to be abhorred in recollection, than any she had ever passed. A whole evening of back-gammon with her father, was felicity to it. There, indeed, lay real pleasure, for there she was giving up the sweetest hours of the twenty-four to his comfort;
As a daughter, she hoped she was not without a heart. She hoped no one could have said to her, "How could you be so unfeeling to your father?—I must, I will tell you truths while I can." Miss Bates should never again— no, never! If attention, in future, could do away the past, she might hope to be forgiven. She had been often remiss,
remiss, perhaps, more in thought than fact; scornful, ungracious. But it should be so no more. In the warmth of true contrition, she would call upon her the very next morning, and it should be the beginning, on her side, of a regular, equal, kindly intercourse.
It was not unlikely,
that she might see Mr. Knightley in her way; or, perhaps, he might come in while she were paying her visit. She had no objection. She would not be ashamed of the appearance of the penitence, so justly and truly hers.
'Well,'
'it must be borne some time or other, and it may as well be now.'
'I can see nobody,'
wishing that the circumstances which she collected from Miss Bates to be now actually determined on, might be as much for Miss Fairfax's advantage and comfort as possible.