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"
humble
servant
,
"
JOHN
WILLOUGHBY
.
"
With
what
indignation
such
a
letter
as
this
must
be
read
by
Miss
Dashwood
,
may
be
imagined
.
Though
aware
,
before
she
began
it
,
that
it
must
bring
a
confession
of
his
inconstancy
,
and
confirm
their
separation
for
ever
,
she
was
not
aware
that
such
language
could
be
suffered
to
announce
it
;
nor
could
she
have
supposed
Willoughby
capable
of
departing
so
far
from
the
appearance
of
every
honourable
and
delicate
feeling
—
so
far
from
the
common
decorum
of
a
gentleman
,
as
to
send
a
letter
so
impudently
cruel
:
a
letter
which
,
instead
of
bringing
with
his
desire
of
a
release
any
professions
of
regret
,
acknowledged
no
breach
of
faith
,
denied
all
peculiar
affection
whatever
—
a
letter
of
which
every
line
was
an
insult
,
and
which
proclaimed
its
writer
to
be
deep
in
hardened
villainy
.
She
paused
over
it
for
some
time
with
indignant
astonishment
;
then
read
it
again
and
again
;
but
every
perusal
only
served
to
increase
her
abhorrence
of
the
man
,
and
so
bitter
were
her
feelings
against
him
,
that
she
dared
not
trust
herself
to
speak
,
lest
she
might
wound
Marianne
still
deeper
by
treating
their
disengagement
,
not
as
a
loss
to
her
of
any
possible
good
but
as
an
escape
from
the
worst
and
most
irremediable
of
all
evils
,
a
connection
,
for
life
,
with
an
unprincipled
man
,
as
a
deliverance
the
most
real
,
a
blessing
the
most
important
.
In
her
earnest
meditations
on
the
contents
of
the
letter
,
on
the
depravity
of
that
mind
which
could
dictate
it
,
and
probably
,
on
the
very
different
mind
of
a
very
different
person
,
who
had
no
other
connection
whatever
with
the
affair
than
what
her
heart
gave
him
with
every
thing
that
passed
,
Elinor
forgot
the
immediate
distress
of
her
sister
,
forgot
that
she
had
three
letters
on
her
lap
yet
unread
,
and
so
entirely
forgot
how
long
she
had
been
in
the
room
,
that
when
on
hearing
a
carriage
drive
up
to
the
door
,
she
went
to
the
window
to
see
who
could
be
coming
so
unreasonably
early
,
she
was
all
astonishment
to
perceive
Mrs
.
Jennings
’
s
chariot
,
which
she
knew
had
not
been
ordered
till
one
.
Determined
not
to
quit
Marianne
,
though
hopeless
of
contributing
,
at
present
,
to
her
ease
,
she
hurried
away
to
excuse
herself
from
attending
Mrs
.
Jennings
,
on
account
of
her
sister
being
indisposed
.
Mrs
.
Jennings
,
with
a
thoroughly
good
-
humoured
concern
for
its
cause
,
admitted
the
excuse
most
readily
,
and
Elinor
,
after
seeing
her
safe
off
,
returned
to
Marianne
,
whom
she
found
attempting
to
rise
from
the
bed
,
and
whom
she
reached
just
in
time
to
prevent
her
from
falling
on
the
floor
,
faint
and
giddy
from
a
long
want
of
proper
rest
and
food
;
for
it
was
many
days
since
she
had
any
appetite
,
and
many
nights
since
she
had
really
slept
;
and
now
,
when
her
mind
was
no
longer
supported
by
the
fever
of
suspense
,
the
consequence
of
all
this
was
felt
in
an
aching
head
,
a
weakened
stomach
,
and
a
general
nervous
faintness
.
A
glass
of
wine
,
which
Elinor
procured
for
her
directly
,
made
her
more
comfortable
,
and
she
was
at
last
able
to
express
some
sense
of
her
kindness
,
by
saying
,
"
Poor
Elinor
!
how
unhappy
I
make
you
!
"
"
I
only
wish
,
"
replied
her
sister
,
"
there
were
any
thing
I
COULD
do
,
which
might
be
of
comfort
to
you
.
"
This
,
as
every
thing
else
would
have
been
,
was
too
much
for
Marianne
,
who
could
only
exclaim
,
in
the
anguish
of
her
heart
,
"
Oh
!
Elinor
,
I
am
miserable
,
indeed
,
"
before
her
voice
was
entirely
lost
in
sobs
.
