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"
Choice
!
—
how
do
you
mean
?
"
"
I
only
mean
that
I
suppose
,
from
your
manner
of
speaking
,
it
must
be
the
same
to
Miss
Morton
whether
she
marry
Edward
or
Robert
.
"
"
Certainly
,
there
can
be
no
difference
;
for
Robert
will
now
to
all
intents
and
purposes
be
considered
as
the
eldest
son
;
—
and
as
to
any
thing
else
,
they
are
both
very
agreeable
young
men
:
I
do
not
know
that
one
is
superior
to
the
other
.
"
Elinor
said
no
more
,
and
John
was
also
for
a
short
time
silent
.
—
His
reflections
ended
thus
.
"
Of
ONE
thing
,
my
dear
sister
,
"
kindly
taking
her
hand
,
and
speaking
in
an
awful
whisper
,
—
"
I
may
assure
you
;
—
and
I
WILL
do
it
,
because
I
know
it
must
gratify
you
.
I
have
good
reason
to
think
—
indeed
I
have
it
from
the
best
authority
,
or
I
should
not
repeat
it
,
for
otherwise
it
would
be
very
wrong
to
say
any
thing
about
it
—
but
I
have
it
from
the
very
best
authority
—
not
that
I
ever
precisely
heard
Mrs
.
Ferrars
say
it
herself
—
but
her
daughter
DID
,
and
I
have
it
from
her
—
That
in
short
,
whatever
objections
there
might
be
against
a
certain
—
a
certain
connection
—
you
understand
me
—
it
would
have
been
far
preferable
to
her
,
it
would
not
have
given
her
half
the
vexation
that
THIS
does
.
I
was
exceedingly
pleased
to
hear
that
Mrs
.
Ferrars
considered
it
in
that
light
—
a
very
gratifying
circumstance
you
know
to
us
all
.
’
It
would
have
been
beyond
comparison
,
’
she
said
,
’
the
least
evil
of
the
two
,
and
she
would
be
glad
to
compound
NOW
for
nothing
worse
.
’
But
however
,
all
that
is
quite
out
of
the
question
—
not
to
be
thought
of
or
mentioned
—
as
to
any
attachment
you
know
—
it
never
could
be
—
all
that
is
gone
by
.
But
I
thought
I
would
just
tell
you
of
this
,
because
I
knew
how
much
it
must
please
you
.
Not
that
you
have
any
reason
to
regret
,
my
dear
Elinor
.
There
is
no
doubt
of
your
doing
exceedingly
well
—
quite
as
well
,
or
better
,
perhaps
,
all
things
considered
.
Has
Colonel
Brandon
been
with
you
lately
?
"
Elinor
had
heard
enough
,
if
not
to
gratify
her
vanity
,
and
raise
her
self
-
importance
,
to
agitate
her
nerves
and
fill
her
mind
;
—
and
she
was
therefore
glad
to
be
spared
from
the
necessity
of
saying
much
in
reply
herself
,
and
from
the
danger
of
hearing
any
thing
more
from
her
brother
,
by
the
entrance
of
Mr
.
Robert
Ferrars
.
After
a
few
moments
’
chat
,
John
Dashwood
,
recollecting
that
Fanny
was
yet
uninformed
of
her
sister
’
s
being
there
,
quitted
the
room
in
quest
of
her
;
and
Elinor
was
left
to
improve
her
acquaintance
with
Robert
,
who
,
by
the
gay
unconcern
,
the
happy
self
-
complacency
of
his
manner
while
enjoying
so
unfair
a
division
of
his
mother
’
s
love
and
liberality
,
to
the
prejudice
of
his
banished
brother
,
earned
only
by
his
own
dissipated
course
of
life
,
and
that
brother
’
s
integrity
,
was
confirming
her
most
unfavourable
opinion
of
his
head
and
heart
.
They
had
scarcely
been
two
minutes
by
themselves
,
before
he
began
to
speak
of
Edward
;
for
he
,
too
,
had
heard
of
the
living
,
and
was
very
inquisitive
on
the
subject
.
Elinor
repeated
the
particulars
of
it
,
as
she
had
given
them
to
John
;
and
their
effect
on
Robert
,
though
very
different
,
was
not
less
striking
than
it
had
been
on
HIM
.
He
laughed
most
immoderately
.
The
idea
of
Edward
’
s
being
a
clergyman
,
and
living
in
a
small
parsonage
-
house
,
diverted
him
beyond
measure
;
—
and
when
to
that
was
added
the
fanciful
imagery
of
Edward
reading
prayers
in
a
white
surplice
,
and
publishing
the
banns
of
marriage
between
John
Smith
and
Mary
Brown
,
he
could
conceive
nothing
more
ridiculous
.
Elinor
,
while
she
waited
in
silence
and
immovable
gravity
,
the
conclusion
of
such
folly
,
could
not
restrain
her
eyes
from
being
fixed
on
him
with
a
look
that
spoke
all
the
contempt
it
excited
.
It
was
a
look
,
however
,
very
well
bestowed
,
for
it
relieved
her
own
feelings
,
and
gave
no
intelligence
to
him
.
He
was
recalled
from
wit
to
wisdom
,
not
by
any
reproof
of
hers
,
but
by
his
own
sensibility
.
