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"
Had
you
any
idea
of
his
coming
so
soon
?
"
said
Mrs
.
Dashwood
.
"
I
had
none
.
On
the
contrary
,
if
I
have
felt
any
anxiety
at
all
on
the
subject
,
it
has
been
in
recollecting
that
he
sometimes
showed
a
want
of
pleasure
and
readiness
in
accepting
my
invitation
,
when
I
talked
of
his
coming
to
Barton
.
Does
Elinor
expect
him
already
?
"
"
I
have
never
mentioned
it
to
her
,
but
of
course
she
must
.
"
"
I
rather
think
you
are
mistaken
,
for
when
I
was
talking
to
her
yesterday
of
getting
a
new
grate
for
the
spare
bedchamber
,
she
observed
that
there
was
no
immediate
hurry
for
it
,
as
it
was
not
likely
that
the
room
would
be
wanted
for
some
time
"
"
How
strange
this
is
!
what
can
be
the
meaning
of
it
!
But
the
whole
of
their
behaviour
to
each
other
has
been
unaccountable
!
How
cold
,
how
composed
were
their
last
adieus
!
How
languid
their
conversation
the
last
evening
of
their
being
together
!
In
Edward
’
s
farewell
there
was
no
distinction
between
Elinor
and
me
:
it
was
the
good
wishes
of
an
affectionate
brother
to
both
.
Twice
did
I
leave
them
purposely
together
in
the
course
of
the
last
morning
,
and
each
time
did
he
most
unaccountably
follow
me
out
of
the
room
.
And
Elinor
,
in
quitting
Norland
and
Edward
,
cried
not
as
I
did
.
Even
now
her
self
-
command
is
invariable
.
When
is
she
dejected
or
melancholy
?
When
does
she
try
to
avoid
society
,
or
appear
restless
and
dissatisfied
in
it
?
"
The
Dashwoods
were
now
settled
at
Barton
with
tolerable
comfort
to
themselves
.
The
house
and
the
garden
,
with
all
the
objects
surrounding
them
,
were
now
become
familiar
,
and
the
ordinary
pursuits
which
had
given
to
Norland
half
its
charms
were
engaged
in
again
with
far
greater
enjoyment
than
Norland
had
been
able
to
afford
,
since
the
loss
of
their
father
.
Sir
John
Middleton
,
who
called
on
them
every
day
for
the
first
fortnight
,
and
who
was
not
in
the
habit
of
seeing
much
occupation
at
home
,
could
not
conceal
his
amazement
on
finding
them
always
employed
.
Their
visitors
,
except
those
from
Barton
Park
,
were
not
many
;
for
,
in
spite
of
Sir
John
’
s
urgent
entreaties
that
they
would
mix
more
in
the
neighbourhood
,
and
repeated
assurances
of
his
carriage
being
always
at
their
service
,
the
independence
of
Mrs
.
Dashwood
’
s
spirit
overcame
the
wish
of
society
for
her
children
;
and
she
was
resolute
in
declining
to
visit
any
family
beyond
the
distance
of
a
walk
.
There
were
but
few
who
could
be
so
classed
;
and
it
was
not
all
of
them
that
were
attainable
.
About
a
mile
and
a
half
from
the
cottage
,
along
the
narrow
winding
valley
of
Allenham
,
which
issued
from
that
of
Barton
,
as
formerly
described
,
the
girls
had
,
in
one
of
their
earliest
walks
,
discovered
an
ancient
respectable
looking
mansion
which
,
by
reminding
them
a
little
of
Norland
,
interested
their
imagination
and
made
them
wish
to
be
better
acquainted
with
it
.
But
they
learnt
,
on
enquiry
,
that
its
possessor
,
an
elderly
lady
of
very
good
character
,
was
unfortunately
too
infirm
to
mix
with
the
world
,
and
never
stirred
from
home
.
The
whole
country
about
them
abounded
in
beautiful
walks
.
The
high
downs
which
invited
them
from
almost
every
window
of
the
cottage
to
seek
the
exquisite
enjoyment
of
air
on
their
summits
,
were
a
happy
alternative
when
the
dirt
of
the
valleys
beneath
shut
up
their
superior
beauties
;
and
towards
one
of
these
hills
did
Marianne
and
Margaret
one
memorable
morning
direct
their
steps
,
attracted
by
the
partial
sunshine
of
a
showery
sky
,
and
unable
longer
to
bear
the
confinement
which
the
settled
rain
of
the
two
preceding
days
had
occasioned
.
The
weather
was
not
tempting
enough
to
draw
the
two
others
from
their
pencil
and
their
book
,
in
spite
of
Marianne
’
s
declaration
that
the
day
would
be
lastingly
fair
,
and
that
every
threatening
cloud
would
be
drawn
off
from
their
hills
;
and
the
two
girls
set
off
together
.
They
gaily
ascended
the
downs
,
rejoicing
in
their
own
penetration
at
every
glimpse
of
blue
sky
;
and
when
they
caught
in
their
faces
the
animating
gales
of
a
high
south
-
westerly
wind
,
they
pitied
the
fears
which
had
prevented
their
mother
and
Elinor
from
sharing
such
delightful
sensations
.
"
Is
there
a
felicity
in
the
world
,
"
said
Marianne
,
"
superior
to
this
?
—
Margaret
,
we
will
walk
here
at
least
two
hours
.
"
