Austen Said:

as they were all got together, they must do something by way of being happy;

what could be the reason of it;

Barton cottage was taken:

no alteration of the kind should be attempted.

if he came directly from London.

No, he had been in Devonshire a fortnight.

no one can ever be in love more than once in their life —

He had no pleasure at Norland; he detested being in town;

He valued their kindness beyond any thing, and his greatest happiness was in being with them.

with strong affections it was impossible, with calm ones it could have no merit.

it had been quite an agreeable surprise.

it would not do her any harm.

if there was any news in the paper.

if she had not been to Allenham;

it was very low pitched, and that the ceiling was crooked.

her daughters might do as they pleased.

the weather was uncertain, and not likely to be good.

the carriage should be sent for them and they must come.

if I would go with him to Barton.

she did not care how cross he was to her, as they must live together.

His temper might perhaps be a little soured by finding, like many others of his sex, that through some unaccountable bias in favour of beauty, he was the husband of a very silly woman, —

this kind of blunder was too common for any sensible man to be lastingly hurt by it. — It was rather a wish of distinction,

which produced his contemptuous treatment of every body, and his general abuse of every thing before him. It was the desire of appearing superior to other people. The motive was too common to be wondered at; but the means, however they might succeed by establishing his superiority in ill-breeding, were not likely to attach any one to him except his wife.

he will never frank for me?

he won't.

it is quite shocking."

if they saw much of Mr. Willoughby at Cleveland, and whether they were intimately acquainted with him.

HE was in love with your sister too.

not to care about their being so fashionable; because they were all cousins and must put up with one another.

very agreeable girls indeed,

their being the sweetest girls in the world.

the sweetest girls in the world were to be met with in every part of England, under every possible variation of form, face, temper and understanding.

he was perfectly good humoured and friendly.

the most beautiful, elegant, accomplished, and agreeable girls they had ever beheld, and with whom they were particularly anxious to be better acquainted. —

her joy on her sister's having been so lucky as to make a conquest of a very smart beau since she came to Barton.

"And who was this uncle? Where did he live? How came they acquainted?"

the neglect of abilities which education might have rendered so respectable;

the thorough want of delicacy, of rectitude, and integrity of mind, which her attentions, her assiduities, her flatteries at the Park betrayed;

could have no lasting satisfaction in the company of a person who joined insincerity with ignorance; whose want of instruction prevented their meeting in conversation on terms of equality, and whose conduct toward others made every shew of attention and deference towards herself perfectly valueless.

the question a very odd one,

she had never seen Mrs. Ferrars.

he had been staying a fortnight with some friends near Plymouth."

This picture,

might have been accidentally obtained; it might not have been Edward's gift; but a correspondence between them by letter, could subsist only under a positive engagement, could be authorised by nothing else;

he should be easy.

that was some comfort to him,

but not equal to a picture.

Had Edward been intentionally deceiving her? Had he feigned a regard for her which he did not feel? Was his engagement to Lucy an engagement of the heart? No; whatever it might once have been, she could not believe it such at present. His affection was all her own. She could not be deceived in that. Her mother, sisters, Fanny, all had been conscious of his regard for her at Norland; it was not an illusion of her own vanity. He certainly loved her.

He had been blamable, highly blamable, in remaining at Norland after he first felt her influence over him to be more than it ought to be. In that, he could not be defended; but if he had injured her, how much more had he injured himself; if her case were pitiable, his was hopeless. His imprudence had made her miserable for a while; but it seemed to have deprived himself of all chance of ever being otherwise. She might in time regain tranquillity; but HE, what had he to look forward to? Could he ever be tolerably happy with Lucy Steele; could he, were his affection for herself out of the question, with his integrity, his delicacy, and well-informed mind, be satisfied with a wife like her — illiterate, artful, and selfish?

The youthful infatuation of nineteen would naturally blind him to every thing but her beauty and good nature; but the four succeeding years — years, which if rationally spent, give such improvement to the understanding, must have opened his eyes to her defects of education, while the same period of time, spent on her side in inferior society and more frivolous pursuits, had perhaps robbed her of that simplicity which might once have given an interesting character to her beauty.