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"
You
are
very
good
.
—
The
future
must
be
my
proof
.
I
have
laid
down
my
plan
,
and
if
I
am
capable
of
adhering
to
it
—
my
feelings
shall
be
governed
and
my
temper
improved
.
They
shall
no
longer
worry
others
,
nor
torture
myself
.
I
shall
now
live
solely
for
my
family
.
You
,
my
mother
,
and
Margaret
,
must
henceforth
be
all
the
world
to
me
;
you
will
share
my
affections
entirely
between
you
.
From
you
,
from
my
home
,
I
shall
never
again
have
the
smallest
incitement
to
move
;
and
if
I
do
mix
in
other
society
,
it
will
be
only
to
shew
that
my
spirit
is
humbled
,
my
heart
amended
,
and
that
I
can
practise
the
civilities
,
the
lesser
duties
of
life
,
with
gentleness
and
forbearance
.
As
for
Willoughby
—
to
say
that
I
shall
soon
or
that
I
shall
ever
forget
him
,
would
be
idle
.
His
remembrance
can
be
overcome
by
no
change
of
circumstances
or
opinions
.
But
it
shall
be
regulated
,
it
shall
be
checked
by
religion
,
by
reason
,
by
constant
employment
.
"
She
paused
—
and
added
in
a
low
voice
,
"
If
I
could
but
know
HIS
heart
,
everything
would
become
easy
.
"
Elinor
,
who
had
now
been
for
some
time
reflecting
on
the
propriety
or
impropriety
of
speedily
hazarding
her
narration
,
without
feeling
at
all
nearer
decision
than
at
first
,
heard
this
;
and
perceiving
that
as
reflection
did
nothing
,
resolution
must
do
all
,
soon
found
herself
leading
to
the
fact
.
She
managed
the
recital
,
as
she
hoped
,
with
address
;
prepared
her
anxious
listener
with
caution
;
related
simply
and
honestly
the
chief
points
on
which
Willoughby
grounded
his
apology
;
did
justice
to
his
repentance
,
and
softened
only
his
protestations
of
present
regard
.
Marianne
said
not
a
word
.
—
She
trembled
,
her
eyes
were
fixed
on
the
ground
,
and
her
lips
became
whiter
than
even
sickness
had
left
them
.
A
thousand
inquiries
sprung
up
from
her
heart
,
but
she
dared
not
urge
one
She
caught
every
syllable
with
panting
eagerness
;
her
hand
,
unknowingly
to
herself
,
closely
pressed
her
sister
’
s
,
and
tears
covered
her
cheeks
.
Elinor
,
dreading
her
being
tired
,
led
her
towards
home
;
and
till
they
reached
the
door
of
the
cottage
,
easily
conjecturing
what
her
curiosity
must
be
though
no
question
was
suffered
to
speak
it
,
talked
of
nothing
but
Willoughby
,
and
their
conversation
together
;
and
was
carefully
minute
in
every
particular
of
speech
and
look
,
where
minuteness
could
be
safely
indulged
.
As
soon
as
they
entered
the
house
,
Marianne
with
a
kiss
of
gratitude
and
these
two
words
just
articulate
through
her
tears
,
"
Tell
mama
,
"
withdrew
from
her
sister
and
walked
slowly
up
stairs
.
Elinor
would
not
attempt
to
disturb
a
solitude
so
reasonable
as
what
she
now
sought
;
and
with
a
mind
anxiously
pre
-
arranging
its
result
,
and
a
resolution
of
reviving
the
subject
again
,
should
Marianne
fail
to
do
it
,
she
turned
into
the
parlour
to
fulfill
her
parting
injunction
.
Mrs
.
Dashwood
did
not
hear
unmoved
the
vindication
of
her
former
favourite
.
She
rejoiced
in
his
being
cleared
from
some
part
of
his
imputed
guilt
;
—
she
was
sorry
for
him
;
—
she
wished
him
happy
.
But
the
feelings
of
the
past
could
not
be
recalled
.
—
Nothing
could
restore
him
with
a
faith
unbroken
—
a
character
unblemished
,
to
Marianne
.
Nothing
could
do
away
the
knowledge
of
what
the
latter
had
suffered
through
his
means
,
nor
remove
the
guilt
of
his
conduct
towards
Eliza
.
Nothing
could
replace
him
,
therefore
,
in
her
former
esteem
,
nor
injure
the
interests
of
Colonel
Brandon
.
Had
Mrs
.
Dashwood
,
like
her
daughter
,
heard
Willoughby
’
s
story
from
himself
—
had
she
witnessed
his
distress
,
and
been
under
the
influence
of
his
countenance
and
his
manner
,
it
is
probable
that
her
compassion
would
have
been
greater
.
But
it
was
neither
in
Elinor
’
s
power
,
nor
in
her
wish
,
to
rouse
such
feelings
in
another
,
by
her
retailed
explanation
,
as
had
at
first
been
called
forth
in
herself
.
Reflection
had
given
calmness
to
her
judgment
,
and
sobered
her
own
opinion
of
Willoughby
’
s
deserts
;
—
she
wished
,
therefore
,
to
declare
only
the
simple
truth
,
and
lay
open
such
facts
as
were
really
due
to
his
character
,
without
any
embellishment
of
tenderness
to
lead
the
fancy
astray
.
In
the
evening
,
when
they
were
all
three
together
,
Marianne
began
voluntarily
to
speak
of
him
again
;
—
but
that
it
was
not
without
an
effort
,
the
restless
,
unquiet
thoughtfulness
in
which
she
had
been
for
some
time
previously
sitting
—
her
rising
colour
,
as
she
spoke
,
—
and
her
unsteady
voice
,
plainly
shewed
.
