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Patterns of Diction in Jane Austen's Major Novels

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every possible attention might be paid to the sick lady and her sister.
“She is a great deal too ill to be moved. Mr. Jones says we must not think of moving her. We must trespass a little longer on your kindness.”
“Removed!”
“It must not be thought of. My sister, I am sure, will not hear of her removal.”
“You may depend upon it, Madam,”
“that Miss Bennet shall receive every possible attention while she remains with us.”
“if it was not for such good friends I do not know what would become of her, for she is very ill indeed, and suffers a vast deal, though with the greatest patience in the world, which is always the way with her, for she has, without exception, the sweetest temper I have ever met with. I often tell my other girls they are nothing to her. You have a sweet room here, Mr. Bingley, and a charming prospect over the gravel walk. I do not know a place in the country that is equal to Netherfield. You will not think of quitting it in a hurry, I hope, though you have but a short lease.”
“Whatever I do is done in a hurry,”
“and therefore if I should resolve to quit Netherfield, I should probably be off in five minutes. At present, however, I consider myself as quite fixed here.”
“You begin to comprehend me, do you?”
“I wish I might take this for a compliment; but to be so easily seen through I am afraid is pitiful.”
“remember where you are, and do not run on in the wild manner that you are suffered to do at home.”
“I did not know before,”
“that you were a studier of character. It must be an amusing study.”
“I assure you there is quite as much of that going on in the country as in town.”
“When I am in the country,”
“I never wish to leave it; and when I am in town it is pretty much the same. They have each their advantages, and I can be equally happy in either.”
“seemed to think the country was nothing at all.”
“Did Charlotte dine with you?”
“She seems a very pleasant young woman.”
“I am perfectly ready, I assure you, to keep my engagement; and when your sister is recovered, you shall, if you please, name the very day of the ball. But you would not wish to be dancing when she is ill.”
“I shall insist on their giving one also. I shall tell Colonel Forster it will be quite a shame if he does not.”
“How delighted Miss Darcy will be to receive such a letter!”
“You write uncommonly fast.”
“How many letters you must have occasion to write in the course of a year! Letters of business, too! How odious I should think them!”
“Pray tell your sister that I long to see her.”
“I am afraid you do not like your pen. Let me mend it for you. I mend pens remarkably well.”
“How can you contrive to write so even?”
“Tell your sister I am delighted to hear of her improvement on the harp; and pray let her know that I am quite in raptures with her beautiful little design for a table, and I think it infinitely superior to Miss Grantley's.”
“Oh! it is of no consequence. I shall see her in January. But do you always write such charming long letters to her, Mr. Darcy?”
“It is a rule with me, that a person who can write a long letter with ease, cannot write ill.”
“That will not do for a compliment to Darcy, Caroline,”
“because he does not write with ease. He studies too much for words of four syllables. Do not you, Darcy?”
“Oh!”
“Charles writes in the most careless way imaginable. He leaves out half his words, and blots the rest.”
“My ideas flow so rapidly that I have not time to express them — by which means my letters sometimes convey no ideas at all to my correspondents.”
“And which of the two do you call my little recent piece of modesty?”
“Nay,”
“this is too much, to remember at night all the foolish things that were said in the morning. And yet, upon my honour, I believe what I said of myself to be true, and I believe it at this moment. At least, therefore, I did not assume the character of needless precipitance merely to show off before the ladies.”
“I am exceedingly gratified,”
“by your converting what my friend says into a compliment on the sweetness of my temper. But I am afraid you are giving it a turn which that gentleman did by no means intend; for he would certainly think the better of me, if under such a circumstance I were to give a flat denial, and ride off as fast as I could.”
“Upon my word, I cannot exactly explain the matter, Darcy must speak for himself.”
“By all means,”
“let us hear all the particulars, not forgetting their comparative height and size; for that will have more weight in the argument, Miss Bennet, than you may be aware of. I assure you, that if Darcy were not such a great tall fellow, in comparison with myself, I should not pay him half so much deference. I declare I do not know a more awful object than Darcy, on particular occasions, and in particular places; at his own house especially, and of a Sunday evening, when he has nothing to do.”
“Perhaps I do. Arguments are too much like disputes. If you and Miss Bennet will defer yours till I am out of the room, I shall be very thankful; and then you may say whatever you like of me.”
“I hope,”
“you will give your mother-in-law a few hints, when this desirable event takes place, as to the advantage of holding her tongue; and if you can compass it, do cure the younger girls of running after the officers. And, if I may mention so delicate a subject, endeavour to check that little something, bordering on conceit and impertinence, which your lady possesses.”
“Oh! yes. Do let the portraits of your uncle and aunt Philips be placed in the gallery at Pemberley. Put them next to your great-uncle the judge. They are in the same profession, you know, only in different lines. As for your Elizabeth's picture, you must not have it taken, for what painter could do justice to those beautiful eyes?”
“I did not know that you intended to walk,”
“You used us abominably ill,”