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Patterns of Diction in Jane Austen's Major Novels

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“No, she does not. She very often reads Sir Charles Grandison herself; but new books do not fall in our way.”
“Sir Charles Grandison! That is an amazing horrid book, is it not? I remember Miss Andrews could not get through the first volume.”
“It is not like Udolpho at all; but yet I think it is very entertaining.”
“Do you indeed! You surprise me; I thought it had not been readable. But, my dearest Catherine, have you settled what to wear on your head tonight? I am determined at all events to be dressed exactly like you. The men take notice of that sometimes, you know.”
“But it does not signify if they do,”
“Signify! Oh, heavens! I make it a rule never to mind what they say. They are very often amazingly impertinent if you do not treat them with spirit, and make them keep their distance.”
“Are they? Well, I never observed that. They always behave very well to me.”
“Oh! They give themselves such airs. They are the most conceited creatures in the world, and think themselves of so much importance! By the by, though I have thought of it a hundred times, I have always forgot to ask you what is your favourite complexion in a man. Do you like them best dark or fair?”
“I hardly know. I never much thought about it. Something between both, I think. Brown — not fair, and — and not very dark.”
“Very well, Catherine. That is exactly he. I have not forgot
your description of Mr. Tilney —
'a brown skin, with dark eyes, and rather dark hair.'
Well, my taste is different. I prefer light eyes, and as to complexion — do you know — I like a sallow better than any other. You must not betray me, if you should ever meet with one of your acquaintance answering that description.”
“Betray you! What do you mean?”
“Nay, do not distress me. I believe I have said too much. Let us drop the subject.”
“For heaven’s sake! Let us move away from this end of the room. Do you know, there are two odious young men who have been staring at me this half hour. They really put me quite out of countenance. Let us go and look at the arrivals. They will hardly follow us there.”
“They are not coming this way, are they? I hope they are not so impertinent as to follow us. Pray let me know if they are coming. I am determined I will not look up.”
she need not be longer uneasy, as the gentlemen had just left the pump-room.
“And which way are they gone?”
“One was a very good-looking young man.”
“They went towards the church-yard.”
“Well, I am amazingly glad I have got rid of them! And now, what say you to going to Edgar’s Buildings with me, and looking at my new hat?
You said
you should like to see it.”
“Only,”
“perhaps we may overtake the two young men.”
“Oh! Never mind that. If we make haste, we shall pass by them presently, and I am dying to show you my hat.”
“But if we only wait a few minutes, there will be no danger of our seeing them at all.”
“I shall not pay them any such compliment, I assure you. I have no notion of treating men with such respect. That is the way to spoil them.”
“Oh, these odious gigs!”
“How I detest them.”
“Delightful! Mr. Morland and my brother!”
“Good heaven! 'Tis James!”
“I do not know the distance.”
“He does look very hot, to be sure.”
“I am sure I cannot guess at all.”
“And I am sure,”
“I know so little of such things that I cannot judge whether it was cheap or dear.”
“That was very good-natured of you,”
“Yes, very; I have hardly ever an opportunity of being in one; but I am particularly fond of it.”
“Thank you,”
“Thank you; but will not your horse want rest?”
“Shall you indeed!”
“That will be forty miles a day.”
“How delightful that will be!”
“My dearest Catherine, I quite envy you; but I am afraid, brother, you will not have room for a third.”
“Have you ever read Udolpho, Mr. Thorpe?”
“I think you must like Udolpho, if you were to read it; it is so very interesting.”
“Udolpho was written by Mrs. Radcliffe,”
“I suppose you mean Camilla?”

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