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Two
lines
more
prized
had
never
fallen
from
the
pen
of
the
most
distinguished
author
—
never
more
completely
blessed
the
researches
of
the
fondest
biographer
.
The
enthusiasm
of
a
woman
’
s
love
is
even
beyond
the
biographer
’
s
.
To
her
,
the
handwriting
itself
,
independent
of
anything
it
may
convey
,
is
a
blessedness
.
Never
were
such
characters
cut
by
any
other
human
being
as
Edmund
’
s
commonest
handwriting
gave
!
This
specimen
,
written
in
haste
as
it
was
,
had
not
a
fault
;
and
there
was
a
felicity
in
the
flow
of
the
first
four
words
,
in
the
arrangement
of
“
My
very
dear
Fanny
,
”
which
she
could
have
looked
at
for
ever
.
Having
regulated
her
thoughts
and
comforted
her
feelings
by
this
happy
mixture
of
reason
and
weakness
,
she
was
able
in
due
time
to
go
down
and
resume
her
usual
employments
near
her
aunt
Bertram
,
and
pay
her
the
usual
observances
without
any
apparent
want
of
spirits
.
Thursday
,
predestined
to
hope
and
enjoyment
,
came
;
and
opened
with
more
kindness
to
Fanny
than
such
self
-
willed
,
unmanageable
days
often
volunteer
,
for
soon
after
breakfast
a
very
friendly
note
was
brought
from
Mr
.
Crawford
to
William
,
stating
that
as
he
found
himself
obliged
to
go
to
London
on
the
morrow
for
a
few
days
,
he
could
not
help
trying
to
procure
a
companion
;
and
therefore
hoped
that
if
William
could
make
up
his
mind
to
leave
Mansfield
half
a
day
earlier
than
had
been
proposed
,
he
would
accept
a
place
in
his
carriage
.
Mr
.
Crawford
meant
to
be
in
town
by
his
uncle
’
s
accustomary
late
dinner
-
hour
,
and
William
was
invited
to
dine
with
him
at
the
Admiral
’
s
.
The
proposal
was
a
very
pleasant
one
to
William
himself
,
who
enjoyed
the
idea
of
travelling
post
with
four
horses
,
and
such
a
good
-
humoured
,
agreeable
friend
;
and
,
in
likening
it
to
going
up
with
despatches
,
was
saying
at
once
everything
in
favour
of
its
happiness
and
dignity
which
his
imagination
could
suggest
;
and
Fanny
,
from
a
different
motive
,
was
exceedingly
pleased
;
for
the
original
plan
was
that
William
should
go
up
by
the
mail
from
Northampton
the
following
night
,
which
would
not
have
allowed
him
an
hour
’
s
rest
before
he
must
have
got
into
a
Portsmouth
coach
;
and
though
this
offer
of
Mr
.
Crawford
’
s
would
rob
her
of
many
hours
of
his
company
,
she
was
too
happy
in
having
William
spared
from
the
fatigue
of
such
a
journey
,
to
think
of
anything
else
.
Sir
Thomas
approved
of
it
for
another
reason
.
His
nephew
’
s
introduction
to
Admiral
Crawford
might
be
of
service
.
The
Admiral
,
he
believed
,
had
interest
.
Upon
the
whole
,
it
was
a
very
joyous
note
.
Fanny
’
s
spirits
lived
on
it
half
the
morning
,
deriving
some
accession
of
pleasure
from
its
writer
being
himself
to
go
away
.
As
for
the
ball
,
so
near
at
hand
,
she
had
too
many
agitations
and
fears
to
have
half
the
enjoyment
in
anticipation
which
she
ought
to
have
had
,
or
must
have
been
supposed
to
have
by
the
many
young
ladies
looking
forward
to
the
same
event
in
situations
more
at
ease
,
but
under
circumstances
of
less
novelty
,
less
interest
,
less
peculiar
gratification
,
than
would
be
attributed
to
her
.
Miss
Price
,
known
only
by
name
to
half
the
people
invited
,
was
now
to
make
her
first
appearance
,
and
must
be
regarded
as
the
queen
of
the
evening
.
Who
could
be
happier
than
Miss
Price
?
But
Miss
Price
had
not
been
brought
up
to
the
trade
of
coming
out
;
and
had
she
known
in
what
light
this
ball
was
,
in
general
,
considered
respecting
her
,
it
would
very
much
have
lessened
her
comfort
by
increasing
the
fears
she
already
had
of
doing
wrong
and
being
looked
at
.
To
dance
without
much
observation
or
any
extraordinary
fatigue
,
to
have
strength
and
partners
for
about
half
the
evening
,
to
dance
a
little
with
Edmund
,
and
not
a
great
deal
with
Mr
.
Crawford
,
to
see
William
enjoy
himself
,
and
be
able
to
keep
away
from
her
aunt
Norris
,
was
the
height
of
her
ambition
,
and
seemed
to
comprehend
her
greatest
possibility
of
happiness
.
As
these
were
the
best
of
her
hopes
,
they
could
not
always
prevail
;
and
in
the
course
of
a
long
morning
,
spent
principally
with
her
two
aunts
,
she
was
often
under
the
influence
of
much
less
sanguine
views
.
William
,
determined
to
make
this
last
day
a
day
of
thorough
enjoyment
,
was
out
snipe
-
shooting
;
Edmund
,
she
had
too
much
reason
to
suppose
,
was
at
the
Parsonage
;
and
left
alone
to
bear
the
worrying
of
Mrs
.
Norris
,
who
was
cross
because
the
housekeeper
would
have
her
own
way
with
the
supper
,
and
whom
she
could
not
avoid
though
the
housekeeper
might
,
Fanny
was
worn
down
at
last
to
think
everything
an
evil
belonging
to
the
ball
,
and
when
sent
off
with
a
parting
worry
to
dress
,
moved
as
languidly
towards
her
own
room
,
and
felt
as
incapable
of
happiness
as
if
she
had
been
allowed
no
share
in
it
.
As
she
walked
slowly
upstairs
she
thought
of
yesterday
;
it
had
been
about
the
same
hour
that
she
had
returned
from
the
Parsonage
,
and
found
Edmund
in
the
East
room
.
“
Suppose
I
were
to
find
him
there
again
to
-
day
!
”
said
she
to
herself
,
in
a
fond
indulgence
of
fancy
.
“
Fanny
,
”
said
a
voice
at
that
moment
near
her
.
Starting
and
looking
up
,
she
saw
,
across
the
lobby
she
had
just
reached
,
Edmund
himself
,
standing
at
the
head
of
a
different
staircase
.
He
came
towards
her
.
“
You
look
tired
and
fagged
,
Fanny
.
You
have
been
walking
too
far
.
”
“
No
,
I
have
not
been
out
at
all
.
”
