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"
This
is
not
right
,
Mr
.
Willoughby
.
—
Remember
that
you
are
married
.
Relate
only
what
in
your
conscience
you
think
necessary
for
me
to
hear
.
"
"
Marianne
’
s
note
,
by
assuring
me
that
I
was
still
as
dear
to
her
as
in
former
days
,
that
in
spite
of
the
many
,
many
weeks
we
had
been
separated
,
she
was
as
constant
in
her
own
feelings
,
and
as
full
of
faith
in
the
constancy
of
mine
as
ever
,
awakened
all
my
remorse
.
I
say
awakened
,
because
time
and
London
,
business
and
dissipation
,
had
in
some
measure
quieted
it
,
and
I
had
been
growing
a
fine
hardened
villain
,
fancying
myself
indifferent
to
her
,
and
chusing
to
fancy
that
she
too
must
have
become
indifferent
to
me
;
talking
to
myself
of
our
past
attachment
as
a
mere
idle
,
trifling
business
,
shrugging
up
my
shoulders
in
proof
of
its
being
so
,
and
silencing
every
reproach
,
overcoming
every
scruple
,
by
secretly
saying
now
and
then
,
’
I
shall
be
heartily
glad
to
hear
she
is
well
married
.
’
—
But
this
note
made
me
know
myself
better
.
I
felt
that
she
was
infinitely
dearer
to
me
than
any
other
woman
in
the
world
,
and
that
I
was
using
her
infamously
.
But
every
thing
was
then
just
settled
between
Miss
Grey
and
me
.
To
retreat
was
impossible
.
All
that
I
had
to
do
,
was
to
avoid
you
both
.
I
sent
no
answer
to
Marianne
,
intending
by
that
to
preserve
myself
from
her
farther
notice
;
and
for
some
time
I
was
even
determined
not
to
call
in
Berkeley
Street
;
—
but
at
last
,
judging
it
wiser
to
affect
the
air
of
a
cool
,
common
acquaintance
than
anything
else
,
I
watched
you
all
safely
out
of
the
house
one
morning
,
and
left
my
name
.
"
"
Watched
us
out
of
the
house
!
"
"
Even
so
.
You
would
be
surprised
to
hear
how
often
I
watched
you
,
how
often
I
was
on
the
point
of
falling
in
with
you
.
I
have
entered
many
a
shop
to
avoid
your
sight
,
as
the
carriage
drove
by
.
Lodging
as
I
did
in
Bond
Street
,
there
was
hardly
a
day
in
which
I
did
not
catch
a
glimpse
of
one
or
other
of
you
;
and
nothing
but
the
most
constant
watchfulness
on
my
side
,
a
most
invariably
prevailing
desire
to
keep
out
of
your
sight
,
could
have
separated
us
so
long
.
I
avoided
the
Middletons
as
much
as
possible
,
as
well
as
everybody
else
who
was
likely
to
prove
an
acquaintance
in
common
.
Not
aware
of
their
being
in
town
,
however
,
I
blundered
on
Sir
John
,
I
believe
,
the
first
day
of
his
coming
,
and
the
day
after
I
had
called
at
Mrs
.
Jennings
’
s
.
He
asked
me
to
a
party
,
a
dance
at
his
house
in
the
evening
.
—
Had
he
NOT
told
me
as
an
inducement
that
you
and
your
sister
were
to
be
there
,
I
should
have
felt
it
too
certain
a
thing
,
to
trust
myself
near
him
.
The
next
morning
brought
another
short
note
from
Marianne
—
still
affectionate
,
open
,
artless
,
confiding
—
everything
that
could
make
MY
conduct
most
hateful
.
I
could
not
answer
it
.
I
tried
—
but
could
not
frame
a
sentence
.
But
I
thought
of
her
,
I
believe
,
every
moment
of
the
day
.
If
you
CAN
pity
me
,
Miss
Dashwood
,
pity
my
situation
as
it
was
THEN
.
With
my
head
and
heart
full
of
your
sister
,
I
was
forced
to
play
the
happy
lover
to
another
woman
!
—
Those
three
or
four
weeks
were
worse
than
all
.
Well
,
at
last
,
as
I
need
not
tell
you
,
you
were
forced
on
me
;
and
what
a
sweet
figure
I
cut
!
—
what
an
evening
of
agony
it
was
!
—
Marianne
,
beautiful
as
an
angel
on
one
side
,
calling
me
Willoughby
in
such
a
tone
!
—
Oh
,
God
!
—
holding
out
her
hand
to
me
,
asking
me
for
an
explanation
,
with
those
bewitching
eyes
fixed
in
such
speaking
solicitude
on
my
face
!
—
and
Sophia
,
jealous
as
the
devil
on
the
other
hand
,
looking
all
that
was
—
Well
,
it
does
not
signify
;
it
is
over
now
.
—
Such
an
evening
!
—
I
ran
away
from
you
all
as
soon
as
I
could
;
but
not
before
I
had
seen
Marianne
’
s
sweet
face
as
white
as
death
.
—
THAT
was
the
last
,
last
look
I
ever
had
of
her
;
—
the
last
manner
in
which
she
appeared
to
me
.
It
was
a
horrid
sight
!
—
yet
when
I
thought
of
her
to
-
day
as
really
dying
,
it
was
a
kind
of
comfort
to
me
to
imagine
that
I
knew
exactly
how
she
would
appear
to
those
,
who
saw
her
last
in
this
world
.
She
was
before
me
,
constantly
before
me
,
as
I
travelled
,
in
the
same
look
and
hue
.
"
A
short
pause
of
mutual
thoughtfulness
succeeded
.
Willoughby
first
rousing
himself
,
broke
it
thus
:
"
Well
,
let
me
make
haste
and
be
gone
.
Your
sister
is
certainly
better
,
certainly
out
of
danger
?
"
"
We
are
assured
of
it
.
"
