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Patterns of Diction in Jane Austen's Major Novels

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"Now, my dear, I bring you something that I am sure will do you good."
greater openness towards them both;
"Who can this be?"
"So early too! I thought we HAD been safe."
"It is Colonel Brandon!"
"We are never safe from HIM."
"He will not come in, as Mrs. Jennings is from home."
"I will not trust to THAT,"
"A man who has nothing to do with his own time has no conscience in his intrusion on that of others."
"I understand you,"
"You have something to tell me of Mr. Willoughby, that will open his character farther. Your telling it will be the greatest act of friendship that can be shewn Marianne. MY gratitude will be insured immediately by any information tending to that end, and HERS must be gained by it in time. Pray, pray let me hear it."
"Indeed,"
"I have NOT forgotten it."
"Good heavens!"
"could it be — could Willoughby!" —
"This is beyond every thing!"
"I have been more pained,"
"by her endeavors to acquit him than by all the rest; for it irritates her mind more than the most perfect conviction of his unworthiness can do. Now, though at first she will suffer much, I am sure she will soon become easier. Have you,"
"ever seen Mr. Willoughby since you left him at Barton?"
"What? have you met him to — "
"Is she still in town?"
his seduction and desertion of Miss Williams, the misery of that poor girl, and the doubt of what his designs might ONCE have been on herself,
bear up with fortitude under this misfortune.
by all means not to shorten their visit to Mrs. Jennings;
might yet,
cheat Marianne, at times, into some interest beyond herself, and even into some amusement, much as the ideas of both might now be spurned by her.
entirely wrong, formed on mistaken grounds, and that by requiring her longer continuance in London it deprived her of the only possible alleviation of her wretchedness, the personal sympathy of her mother, and doomed her to such society and such scenes as must prevent her ever knowing a moment's rest.
what brought evil to herself would bring good to her sister;
though their longer stay would therefore militate against her own happiness, it would be better for Marianne than an immediate return into Devonshire.
She was determined to drop his acquaintance immediately, and she was very thankful that she had never been acquainted with him at all. She wished with all her heart Combe Magna was not so near Cleveland; but it did not signify, for it was a great deal too far off to visit; she hated him so much that she was resolved never to mention his name again, and she should tell everybody she saw, how good-for-nothing he was."
"It is very shocking, indeed!"
to think that, instead of Midsummer, they would not be married till Michaelmas,
it would not be a match at all.
he was married.
"I should have been quite disappointed if I had not found you here STILL,"
"But I always thought I SHOULD. I was almost sure you would not leave London yet awhile; though you TOLD me, you know, at Barton, that you should not stay above a MONTH. But I thought, at the time, that you would most likely change your mind when it came to the point. It would have been such a great pity to have went away before your brother and sister came. And now to be sure you will be in no hurry to be gone. I am amazingly glad you did not keep to YOUR WORD."
"Well, my dear,"
"and how did you travel?"
"Not in the stage, I assure you,"
"we came post all the way, and had a very smart beau to attend us. Dr. Davies was coming to town, and so we thought we'd join him in a post-chaise; and he behaved very genteelly, and paid ten or twelve shillings more than we did."
"Oh, oh!"
"very pretty, indeed! and the Doctor is a single man, I warrant you."
"There now,"
"everybody laughs at me so about the Doctor, and I cannot think why.
My cousins say
but for my part I declare I never think about him from one hour's end to another.
my cousin said t'other day,
when she saw him crossing the street to the house. My beau, indeed! said I — I cannot think who you mean. The Doctor is no beau of mine."
"Aye, aye, that is very pretty talking — but it won't do — the Doctor is the man, I see."
"No, indeed!"