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Patterns of Diction in Jane Austen's Major Novels

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He had remained in Shropshire, lamenting the blindness of his own pride, and the blunders of his own calculations, till at once released from Louisa by the astonishing and felicitous intelligence of her engagement with Benwick.
his superiority of appearance might be not unfairly balanced against her superiority of rank;
a pretty girl.
it is nine, measured nine;
it was twenty-three miles.
‘Ah! Thorpe,’
‘do you happen to want such a little thing as this? It is a capital one of the kind, but I am cursed tired of it.’
fifty guineas;
how they did,
they both looked very ugly.
to dine with them,
he had quitted it for a week, on the very morning after his having had the pleasure of seeing her.
he was so tired of lounging about, that he was resolved to go and dance;
the spirit and freedom with which his horse moved along, and the ease which his paces, as well as the excellence of the springs, gave the motion of the carriage.
horses which he had bought for a trifle and sold for incredible sums;
racing matches, in which his judgment had infallibly foretold the winner;
shooting parties, in which he had killed more birds (though without having one good shot) than all his companions together;
some famous day’s sport, with the fox-hounds, in which his foresight and skill in directing the dogs had repaired the mistakes of the most experienced huntsman, and in which the boldness of his riding,
though it had never endangered his own life for a moment,
had been constantly leading others into difficulties,
had broken the necks of many.
they were going as far as Wick Rocks.”
he had never seen two men so much alike in his life,
what was the matter.
a gentleman and lady had called and inquired for her a few minutes after her setting off;
when he told them she was gone out with Mr. Thorpe, the lady had asked whether any message had been left for her; and on his saying no, had felt for a card, but said she had none about her, and went away.
believed Miss Tilney to be at home, but was not quite certain. Would she be pleased to send up her name?
he had been mistaken, for that Miss Tilney was walked out.
make room for him,
knew nothing about it; but his father, like every military man, had a very large acquaintance.
whether she had seen him talking with General Tilney:
you the finest girl in Bath.”
When everything was settled, when Miss Tilney herself said that Tuesday would suit her as well, it was quite ridiculous, quite absurd, to make any further objection.
it would be in vain to go after the Tilneys; they were turning the corner into Brock Street, when he had overtaken them, and were at home by this time.
with the servant whose neglect had reduced her to open the door of the apartment herself.
if she would do his daughter the honour of dining and spending the rest of the day with her.
he could say no more; the claims of Mr. and Mrs. Allen were not to be superseded; but on some other day he trusted, when longer notice could be given, they would not refuse to spare her to her friend.
the elasticity of her walk, which corresponded exactly with the spirit of her dancing,
her having a great deal of natural taste.
foregrounds, distances, and second distances — side-screens and perspectives — lights and shades;
he would not drive her, because she had such thick ankles.
by sending it tonight to Salisbury, we may have it tomorrow.
being one of the finest fellows in the world,
Isabella’s beauty,
to dance.
against every thought of dancing himself,
finding it possible.
there was nobody else in the room he could bear to think of; and it was not that he wanted merely to dance, he wanted to be with me.
it is always the case with minds of a certain stamp.”
it was but half an hour before he left Bath that you gave him the most positive encouragement.

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