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Her
mother
,
sisters
,
Fanny
,
all
had
been
conscious
of
his
regard
for
her
at
Norland
;
it
was
not
an
illusion
of
her
own
vanity
.
He
certainly
loved
her
.
What
a
softener
of
the
heart
was
this
persuasion
!
How
much
could
it
not
tempt
her
to
forgive
!
He
had
been
blamable
,
highly
blamable
,
in
remaining
at
Norland
after
he
first
felt
her
influence
over
him
to
be
more
than
it
ought
to
be
.
In
that
,
he
could
not
be
defended
;
but
if
he
had
injured
her
,
how
much
more
had
he
injured
himself
;
if
her
case
were
pitiable
,
his
was
hopeless
.
His
imprudence
had
made
her
miserable
for
a
while
;
but
it
seemed
to
have
deprived
himself
of
all
chance
of
ever
being
otherwise
.
She
might
in
time
regain
tranquillity
;
but
HE
,
what
had
he
to
look
forward
to
?
Could
he
ever
be
tolerably
happy
with
Lucy
Steele
;
could
he
,
were
his
affection
for
herself
out
of
the
question
,
with
his
integrity
,
his
delicacy
,
and
well
-
informed
mind
,
be
satisfied
with
a
wife
like
her
—
illiterate
,
artful
,
and
selfish
?
The
youthful
infatuation
of
nineteen
would
naturally
blind
him
to
every
thing
but
her
beauty
and
good
nature
;
but
the
four
succeeding
years
—
years
,
which
if
rationally
spent
,
give
such
improvement
to
the
understanding
,
must
have
opened
his
eyes
to
her
defects
of
education
,
while
the
same
period
of
time
,
spent
on
her
side
in
inferior
society
and
more
frivolous
pursuits
,
had
perhaps
robbed
her
of
that
simplicity
which
might
once
have
given
an
interesting
character
to
her
beauty
.
If
in
the
supposition
of
his
seeking
to
marry
herself
,
his
difficulties
from
his
mother
had
seemed
great
,
how
much
greater
were
they
now
likely
to
be
,
when
the
object
of
his
engagement
was
undoubtedly
inferior
in
connections
,
and
probably
inferior
in
fortune
to
herself
.
These
difficulties
,
indeed
,
with
a
heart
so
alienated
from
Lucy
,
might
not
press
very
hard
upon
his
patience
;
but
melancholy
was
the
state
of
the
person
by
whom
the
expectation
of
family
opposition
and
unkindness
,
could
be
felt
as
a
relief
!
As
these
considerations
occurred
to
her
in
painful
succession
,
she
wept
for
him
,
more
than
for
herself
.
Supported
by
the
conviction
of
having
done
nothing
to
merit
her
present
unhappiness
,
and
consoled
by
the
belief
that
Edward
had
done
nothing
to
forfeit
her
esteem
,
she
thought
she
could
even
now
,
under
the
first
smart
of
the
heavy
blow
,
command
herself
enough
to
guard
every
suspicion
of
the
truth
from
her
mother
and
sisters
.
And
so
well
was
she
able
to
answer
her
own
expectations
,
that
when
she
joined
them
at
dinner
only
two
hours
after
she
had
first
suffered
the
extinction
of
all
her
dearest
hopes
,
no
one
would
have
supposed
from
the
appearance
of
the
sisters
,
that
Elinor
was
mourning
in
secret
over
obstacles
which
must
divide
her
for
ever
from
the
object
of
her
love
,
and
that
Marianne
was
internally
dwelling
on
the
perfections
of
a
man
,
of
whose
whole
heart
she
felt
thoroughly
possessed
,
and
whom
she
expected
to
see
in
every
carriage
which
drove
near
their
house
.
The
necessity
of
concealing
from
her
mother
and
Marianne
,
what
had
been
entrusted
in
confidence
to
herself
,
though
it
obliged
her
to
unceasing
exertion
,
was
no
aggravation
of
Elinor
’
s
distress
.
On
the
contrary
it
was
a
relief
to
her
,
to
be
spared
the
communication
of
what
would
give
such
affliction
to
them
,
and
to
be
saved
likewise
from
hearing
that
condemnation
of
Edward
,
which
would
probably
flow
from
the
excess
of
their
partial
affection
for
herself
,
and
which
was
more
than
she
felt
equal
to
support
.
From
their
counsel
,
or
their
conversation
,
she
knew
she
could
receive
no
assistance
,
their
tenderness
and
sorrow
must
add
to
her
distress
,
while
her
self
-
command
would
neither
receive
encouragement
from
their
example
nor
from
their
praise
.
She
was
stronger
alone
,
and
her
own
good
sense
so
well
supported
her
,
that
her
firmness
was
as
unshaken
,
her
appearance
of
cheerfulness
as
invariable
,
as
with
regrets
so
poignant
and
so
fresh
,
it
was
possible
for
them
to
be
.
Much
as
she
had
suffered
from
her
first
conversation
with
Lucy
on
the
subject
,
she
soon
felt
an
earnest
wish
of
renewing
it
;
and
this
for
more
reasons
than
one
.
She
wanted
to
hear
many
particulars
of
their
engagement
repeated
again
,
she
wanted
more
clearly
to
understand
what
Lucy
really
felt
for
Edward
,
whether
there
were
any
sincerity
in
her
declaration
of
tender
regard
for
him
,
and
she
particularly
wanted
to
convince
Lucy
,
by
her
readiness
to
enter
on
the
matter
again
,
and
her
calmness
in
conversing
on
it
,
that
she
was
no
otherwise
interested
in
it
than
as
a
friend
,
which
she
very
much
feared
her
involuntary
agitation
,
in
their
morning
discourse
,
must
have
left
at
least
doubtful
.
That
Lucy
was
disposed
to
be
jealous
of
her
appeared
very
probable
:
it
was
plain
that
Edward
had
always
spoken
highly
in
her
praise
,
not
merely
from
Lucy
’
s
assertion
,
but
from
her
venturing
to
trust
her
on
so
short
a
personal
acquaintance
,
with
a
secret
so
confessedly
and
evidently
important
.
And
even
Sir
John
’
s
joking
intelligence
must
have
had
some
weight
.
But
indeed
,
while
Elinor
remained
so
well
assured
within
herself
of
being
really
beloved
by
Edward
,
it
required
no
other
consideration
of
probabilities
to
make
it
natural
that
Lucy
should
be
jealous
;
and
that
she
was
so
,
her
very
confidence
was
a
proof
.
What
other
reason
for
the
disclosure
of
the
affair
could
there
be
,
but
that
Elinor
might
be
informed
by
it
of
Lucy
’
s
superior
claims
on
Edward
,
and
be
taught
to
avoid
him
in
future
?
She
had
little
difficulty
in
understanding
thus
much
of
her
rival
’
s
intentions
,
and
while
she
was
firmly
resolved
to
act
by
her
as
every
principle
of
honour
and
honesty
directed
,
to
combat
her
own
affection
for
Edward
and
to
see
him
as
little
as
possible
;
she
could
not
deny
herself
the
comfort
of
endeavouring
to
convince
Lucy
that
her
heart
was
unwounded
.
And
as
she
could
now
have
nothing
more
painful
to
hear
on
the
subject
than
had
already
been
told
,
she
did
not
mistrust
her
own
ability
of
going
through
a
repetition
of
particulars
with
composure
.
But
it
was
not
immediately
that
an
opportunity
of
doing
so
could
be
commanded
,
though
Lucy
was
as
well
disposed
as
herself
to
take
advantage
of
any
that
occurred
;
for
the
weather
was
not
often
fine
enough
to
allow
of
their
joining
in
a
walk
,
where
they
might
most
easily
separate
themselves
from
the
others
;
and
though
they
met
at
least
every
other
evening
either
at
the
park
or
cottage
,
and
chiefly
at
the
former
,
they
could
not
be
supposed
to
meet
for
the
sake
of
conversation
.
Such
a
thought
would
never
enter
either
Sir
John
or
Lady
Middleton
’
s
head
;
and
therefore
very
little
leisure
was
ever
given
for
a
general
chat
,
and
none
at
all
for
particular
discourse
.
They
met
for
the
sake
of
eating
,
drinking
,
and
laughing
together
,
playing
at
cards
,
or
consequences
,
or
any
other
game
that
was
sufficiently
noisy
.
