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His
errand
at
Barton
,
in
fact
,
was
a
simple
one
.
It
was
only
to
ask
Elinor
to
marry
him
;
—
and
considering
that
he
was
not
altogether
inexperienced
in
such
a
question
,
it
might
be
strange
that
he
should
feel
so
uncomfortable
in
the
present
case
as
he
really
did
,
so
much
in
need
of
encouragement
and
fresh
air
.
How
soon
he
had
walked
himself
into
the
proper
resolution
,
however
,
how
soon
an
opportunity
of
exercising
it
occurred
,
in
what
manner
he
expressed
himself
,
and
how
he
was
received
,
need
not
be
particularly
told
.
This
only
need
be
said
;
—
that
when
they
all
sat
down
to
table
at
four
o
’
clock
,
about
three
hours
after
his
arrival
,
he
had
secured
his
lady
,
engaged
her
mother
’
s
consent
,
and
was
not
only
in
the
rapturous
profession
of
the
lover
,
but
,
in
the
reality
of
reason
and
truth
,
one
of
the
happiest
of
men
.
His
situation
indeed
was
more
than
commonly
joyful
.
He
had
more
than
the
ordinary
triumph
of
accepted
love
to
swell
his
heart
,
and
raise
his
spirits
.
He
was
released
without
any
reproach
to
himself
,
from
an
entanglement
which
had
long
formed
his
misery
,
from
a
woman
whom
he
had
long
ceased
to
love
;
—
and
elevated
at
once
to
that
security
with
another
,
which
he
must
have
thought
of
almost
with
despair
,
as
soon
as
he
had
learnt
to
consider
it
with
desire
.
He
was
brought
,
not
from
doubt
or
suspense
,
but
from
misery
to
happiness
;
—
and
the
change
was
openly
spoken
in
such
a
genuine
,
flowing
,
grateful
cheerfulness
,
as
his
friends
had
never
witnessed
in
him
before
.
His
heart
was
now
open
to
Elinor
,
all
its
weaknesses
,
all
its
errors
confessed
,
and
his
first
boyish
attachment
to
Lucy
treated
with
all
the
philosophic
dignity
of
twenty
-
four
.
"
It
was
a
foolish
,
idle
inclination
on
my
side
,
"
said
he
,
"
the
consequence
of
ignorance
of
the
world
—
and
want
of
employment
.
Had
my
mother
given
me
some
active
profession
when
I
was
removed
at
eighteen
from
the
care
of
Mr
.
Pratt
,
I
think
—
nay
,
I
am
sure
,
it
would
never
have
happened
;
for
though
I
left
Longstaple
with
what
I
thought
,
at
the
time
,
a
most
unconquerable
preference
for
his
niece
,
yet
had
I
then
had
any
pursuit
,
any
object
to
engage
my
time
and
keep
me
at
a
distance
from
her
for
a
few
months
,
I
should
very
soon
have
outgrown
the
fancied
attachment
,
especially
by
mixing
more
with
the
world
,
as
in
such
case
I
must
have
done
.
But
instead
of
having
any
thing
to
do
,
instead
of
having
any
profession
chosen
for
me
,
or
being
allowed
to
chuse
any
myself
,
I
returned
home
to
be
completely
idle
;
and
for
the
first
twelvemonth
afterwards
I
had
not
even
the
nominal
employment
,
which
belonging
to
the
university
would
have
given
me
;
for
I
was
not
entered
at
Oxford
till
I
was
nineteen
.
I
had
therefore
nothing
in
the
world
to
do
,
but
to
fancy
myself
in
love
;
and
as
my
mother
did
not
make
my
home
in
every
respect
comfortable
,
as
I
had
no
friend
,
no
companion
in
my
brother
,
and
disliked
new
acquaintance
,
it
was
not
unnatural
for
me
to
be
very
often
at
Longstaple
,
where
I
always
felt
myself
at
home
,
and
was
always
sure
of
a
welcome
;
and
accordingly
I
spent
the
greatest
part
of
my
time
there
from
eighteen
to
nineteen
:
Lucy
appeared
everything
that
was
amiable
and
obliging
.
She
was
pretty
too
—
at
least
I
thought
so
THEN
;
and
I
had
seen
so
little
of
other
women
,
that
I
could
make
no
comparisons
,
and
see
no
defects
.
Considering
everything
,
therefore
,
I
hope
,
foolish
as
our
engagement
was
,
foolish
as
it
has
since
in
every
way
been
proved
,
it
was
not
at
the
time
an
unnatural
or
an
inexcusable
piece
of
folly
.
"
The
change
which
a
few
hours
had
wrought
in
the
minds
and
the
happiness
of
the
Dashwoods
,
was
such
—
so
great
—
as
promised
them
all
,
the
satisfaction
of
a
sleepless
night
.
Mrs
.
Dashwood
,
too
happy
to
be
comfortable
,
knew
not
how
to
love
Edward
,
nor
praise
Elinor
enough
,
how
to
be
enough
thankful
for
his
release
without
wounding
his
delicacy
,
nor
how
at
once
to
give
them
leisure
for
unrestrained
conversation
together
,
and
yet
enjoy
,
as
she
wished
,
the
sight
and
society
of
both
.
Marianne
could
speak
HER
happiness
only
by
tears
.
Comparisons
would
occur
—
regrets
would
arise
;
—
and
her
joy
,
though
sincere
as
her
love
for
her
sister
,
was
of
a
kind
to
give
her
neither
spirits
nor
language
.
But
Elinor
—
how
are
HER
feelings
to
be
described
?
—
From
the
moment
of
learning
that
Lucy
was
married
to
another
,
that
Edward
was
free
,
to
the
moment
of
his
justifying
the
hopes
which
had
so
instantly
followed
,
she
was
every
thing
by
turns
but
tranquil
.
But
when
the
second
moment
had
passed
,
when
she
found
every
doubt
,
every
solicitude
removed
,
compared
her
situation
with
what
so
lately
it
had
been
,
—
saw
him
honourably
released
from
his
former
engagement
,
saw
him
instantly
profiting
by
the
release
,
to
address
herself
and
declare
an
affection
as
tender
,
as
constant
as
she
had
ever
supposed
it
to
be
,
—
she
was
oppressed
,
she
was
overcome
by
her
own
felicity
;
—
and
happily
disposed
as
is
the
human
mind
to
be
easily
familiarized
with
any
change
for
the
better
,
it
required
several
hours
to
give
sedateness
to
her
spirits
,
or
any
degree
of
tranquillity
to
her
heart
.
