Austen Said:

her being never under any circumstances able to love Mr. Crawford,

"Indeed, sir,"

"I am very sorry that Mr. Crawford should continue to know that it is paying me a very great compliment, and I feel most undeservedly honoured; but I am so perfectly convinced, and I have told him so, that it never will be in my power —"

how much of the truth was unknown to him, she believed she had no right to wonder at the line of conduct he pursued. He, who had married a daughter to Mr. Rushworth: romantic delicacy was certainly not to be expected from him. She must do her duty, and trust that time might make her duty easier than it now was.

She could not,

suppose Mr. Crawford's attachment would hold out for ever; she could not but imagine that steady, unceasing discouragement from herself would put an end to it in time.

It was an injury and affront to Julia, who ought to have been Mr. Crawford's choice;

"Well, Fanny,"

"Well, Fanny, I have had a very agreeable surprise this morning. I must just speak of it once, I told Sir Thomas I must once,and then I shall have done. I give you joy, my dear niece."

"Humph, we certainly are a handsome family!"

"My dear aunt, you cannot wish me to do differently from what I have done, I am sure. You cannot wish me to marry; for you would miss me, should not you? Yes, I am sure you would miss me too much for that."

"No, my dear, I should not think of missing you, when such an offer as this comes in your way. I could do very well without you, if you were married to a man of such good estate as Mr. Crawford. And you must be aware, Fanny, that it is every young woman's duty to accept such a very unexceptionable offer as this."

If her aunt's feelings were against her, nothing could be hoped from attacking her understanding.

"I will tell you what, Fanny,"

"I am sure he fell in love with you at the ball; I am sure the mischief was done that evening. You did look remarkably well. Everybody said so. Sir Thomas said so. And you know you had Chapman to help you to dress. I am very glad I sent Chapman to you. I shall tell Sir Thomas that I am sure it was done that evening."

"And will tell you what, Fanny, which is more than I did for Maria: the next time Pug has a litter you shall have a puppy."

They sat so much longer than usual in the dining-parlour, that she was sure they must be talking of her;

"We have not been so silent all the time,"

"Fanny has been reading to me, and only put the book down upon hearing you coming."

"She often reads to me out of those books; and she was in the middle of a very fine speech of that man's— what's his name, Fanny?— when we heard your footsteps."

he had got the very speech.

"It was really like being at a play,"

"I wish Sir Thomas had been here."

"You have a great turn for acting, I am sure, Mr. Crawford,"

"and I will tell you what, I think you will have a theatre, some time or other, at your house in Norfolk. I mean when you are settled there. I do indeed. I think you will fit up a theatre at your house in Norfolk."

"No,"

"No, indeed, you know your duty too well for me to— even supposing —"

"Pray, sir, don't; pray, Mr. Crawford,"

"How can you, sir? You quite astonish me; I wonder how you can—"

"Perhaps, sir,"

"perhaps, sir, I thought it was a pity you did not always know yourself as well as you seemed to do at that moment."

"If you hear of it from everybody, cousin, there can be nothing for me to tell."

"I am afraid we think too differently for me to find any relief in talking of what I feel."

"Oh no! But I thought you blamed me. I thought you were against me. This is such a comfort!"

"My uncle thought me wrong, and I knew he had been talking to you."

"Oh! never, never, never! he never will succeed with me."

"I mean,"

"that I think I never shall, as far as the future can be answered for; I think I never shall return his regard."

"We are so totally unlike,"

"we are so very, very different in all our inclinations and ways, that I consider it as quite impossible we should ever be tolerably happy together, even if I could like him. There never were two people more dissimilar. We have not one taste in common. We should be miserable."

Miss Crawford's power was all returning. He had been speaking of her cheerfully from the hour of his coming home. His avoiding her was quite at an end. He had dined at the Parsonage only the preceding day.

"It is not merely in temper that I consider him as totally unsuited to myself; though, in that respect, I think the difference between us too great, infinitely too great: his spirits often oppress me; but there is something in him which I object to still more. I must say, cousin, that I cannot approve his character. I have not thought well of him from the time of the play. I then saw him behaving, as it appeared to me, so very improperly and unfeelingly— I may speak of it now because it is all over— so improperly by poor Mr. Rushworth, not seeming to care how he exposed or hurt him, and paying attentions to my cousin Maria, which —in short, at the time of the play, I received an impression which will never be got over."

"As a bystander,"

"perhaps I saw more than you did; and I do think that Mr. Rushworth was sometimes very jealous."

"Before the play, I am much mistaken if Julia did not think he was paying her attentions."

"I am persuaded that he does not think, as he ought, on serious subjects."

"I would not engage in such a charge,"

"in such an office of high responsibility!"

"Was Mrs. Grant in the room, then?"

"It is above a week since I saw Miss Crawford."