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"
Elinor
,
for
shame
!
"
said
Marianne
,
"
money
can
only
give
happiness
where
there
is
nothing
else
to
give
it
.
Beyond
a
competence
,
it
can
afford
no
real
satisfaction
,
as
far
as
mere
self
is
concerned
.
"
"
Perhaps
,
"
said
Elinor
,
smiling
,
"
we
may
come
to
the
same
point
.
YOUR
competence
and
MY
wealth
are
very
much
alike
,
I
dare
say
;
and
without
them
,
as
the
world
goes
now
,
we
shall
both
agree
that
every
kind
of
external
comfort
must
be
wanting
.
Your
ideas
are
only
more
noble
than
mine
.
Come
,
what
is
your
competence
?
"
"
About
eighteen
hundred
or
two
thousand
a
year
;
not
more
than
THAT
.
"
Elinor
laughed
.
"
TWO
thousand
a
year
!
ONE
is
my
wealth
!
I
guessed
how
it
would
end
.
"
"
And
yet
two
thousand
a
-
year
is
a
very
moderate
income
,
"
said
Marianne
.
"
A
family
cannot
well
be
maintained
on
a
smaller
.
I
am
sure
I
am
not
extravagant
in
my
demands
.
A
proper
establishment
of
servants
,
a
carriage
,
perhaps
two
,
and
hunters
,
cannot
be
supported
on
less
.
"
Elinor
smiled
again
,
to
hear
her
sister
describing
so
accurately
their
future
expenses
at
Combe
Magna
.
"
Hunters
!
"
repeated
Edward
—
"
but
why
must
you
have
hunters
?
Every
body
does
not
hunt
.
"
Marianne
coloured
as
she
replied
,
"
But
most
people
do
.
"
"
I
wish
,
"
said
Margaret
,
striking
out
a
novel
thought
,
"
that
somebody
would
give
us
all
a
large
fortune
apiece
!
"
"
Oh
that
they
would
!
"
cried
Marianne
,
her
eyes
sparkling
with
animation
,
and
her
cheeks
glowing
with
the
delight
of
such
imaginary
happiness
.
