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It
was
natural
to
have
some
civil
hopes
on
the
subject
,
and
he
said
,
"
I
hope
you
did
not
venture
far
,
Miss
Fairfax
,
this
morning
,
or
I
am
sure
you
must
have
been
wet
.
--
We
scarcely
got
home
in
time
.
I
hope
you
turned
directly
.
"
"
I
went
only
to
the
post-office
,
"
said
she
,
"
and
reached
home
before
the
rain
was
much
.
It
is
my
daily
errand
.
I
always
fetch
the
letters
when
I
am
here
.
It
saves
trouble
,
and
is
a
something
to
get
me
out
.
A
walk
before
breakfast
does
me
good
.
"
"
Not
a
walk
in
the
rain
,
I
should
imagine
.
"
"
No
,
but
it
did
not
absolutely
rain
when
I
set
out
.
"
Mr.
John
Knightley
smiled
,
and
replied
,
"
That
is
to
say
,
you
chose
to
have
your
walk
,
for
you
were
not
six
yards
from
your
own
door
when
I
had
the
pleasure
of
meeting
you
;
and
Henry
and
John
had
seen
more
drops
than
they
could
count
long
before
.
The
post-office
has
a
great
charm
at
one
period
of
our
lives
.
When
you
have
lived
to
my
age
,
you
will
begin
to
think
letters
are
never
worth
going
through
the
rain
for
.
"
There
was
a
little
blush
,
and
then
this
answer
,
"
I
must
not
hope
to
be
ever
situated
as
you
are
,
in
the
midst
of
every
dearest
connexion
,
and
therefore
I
can
not
expect
that
simply
growing
older
should
make
me
indifferent
about
letters
.
"
"
Indifferent
!
Oh
!
no
--
I
never
conceived
you
could
become
indifferent
.
Letters
are
no
matter
of
indifference
;
they
are
generally
a
very
positive
curse
.
