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He
had
intended
,
about
this
time
,
to
be
going
to
London
;
but
he
could
not
leave
his
father
and
mother
just
when
everybody
else
of
most
importance
to
their
comfort
was
leaving
them
;
and
with
an
effort
,
felt
but
not
boasted
of
,
he
delayed
for
a
week
or
two
longer
a
journey
which
he
was
looking
forward
to
with
the
hope
of
its
fixing
his
happiness
for
ever
.
He
told
Fanny
of
it
.
She
knew
so
much
already
,
that
she
must
know
everything
.
It
made
the
substance
of
one
other
confidential
discourse
about
Miss
Crawford
;
and
Fanny
was
the
more
affected
from
feeling
it
to
be
the
last
time
in
which
Miss
Crawford
’
s
name
would
ever
be
mentioned
between
them
with
any
remains
of
liberty
.
Once
afterwards
she
was
alluded
to
by
him
.
Lady
Bertram
had
been
telling
her
niece
in
the
evening
to
write
to
her
soon
and
often
,
and
promising
to
be
a
good
correspondent
herself
;
and
Edmund
,
at
a
convenient
moment
,
then
added
in
a
whisper
,
“
And
I
shall
write
to
you
,
Fanny
,
when
I
have
anything
worth
writing
about
,
anything
to
say
that
I
think
you
will
like
to
hear
,
and
that
you
will
not
hear
so
soon
from
any
other
quarter
.
”
Had
she
doubted
his
meaning
while
she
listened
,
the
glow
in
his
face
,
when
she
looked
up
at
him
,
would
have
been
decisive
.
For
this
letter
she
must
try
to
arm
herself
.
That
a
letter
from
Edmund
should
be
a
subject
of
terror
!
She
began
to
feel
that
she
had
not
yet
gone
through
all
the
changes
of
opinion
and
sentiment
which
the
progress
of
time
and
variation
of
circumstances
occasion
in
this
world
of
changes
.
The
vicissitudes
of
the
human
mind
had
not
yet
been
exhausted
by
her
Poor
Fanny
!
though
going
as
she
did
willingly
and
eagerly
,
the
last
evening
at
Mansfield
Park
must
still
be
wretchedness
.
Her
heart
was
completely
sad
at
parting
.
She
had
tears
for
every
room
in
the
house
,
much
more
for
every
beloved
inhabitant
.
She
clung
to
her
aunt
,
because
she
would
miss
her
;
she
kissed
the
hand
of
her
uncle
with
struggling
sobs
,
because
she
had
displeased
him
;
and
as
for
Edmund
,
she
could
neither
speak
,
nor
look
,
nor
think
,
when
the
last
moment
came
with
him
;
and
it
was
not
till
it
was
over
that
she
knew
he
was
giving
her
the
affectionate
farewell
of
a
brother
.
All
this
passed
overnight
,
for
the
journey
was
to
begin
very
early
in
the
morning
;
and
when
the
small
,
diminished
party
met
at
breakfast
,
William
and
Fanny
were
talked
of
as
already
advanced
one
stage
.
The
novelty
of
travelling
,
and
the
happiness
of
being
with
William
,
soon
produced
their
natural
effect
on
Fanny
’
s
spirits
,
when
Mansfield
Park
was
fairly
left
behind
;
and
by
the
time
their
first
stage
was
ended
,
and
they
were
to
quit
Sir
Thomas
’
s
carriage
,
she
was
able
to
take
leave
of
the
old
coachman
,
and
send
back
proper
messages
,
with
cheerful
looks
.
Of
pleasant
talk
between
the
brother
and
sister
there
was
no
end
.
Everything
supplied
an
amusement
to
the
high
glee
of
William
’
s
mind
,
and
he
was
full
of
frolic
and
joke
in
the
intervals
of
their
higher
-
toned
subjects
,
all
of
which
ended
,
if
they
did
not
begin
,
in
praise
of
the
Thrush
,
conjectures
how
she
would
be
employed
,
schemes
for
an
action
with
some
superior
force
,
which
(
supposing
the
first
lieutenant
out
of
the
way
,
and
William
was
not
very
merciful
to
the
first
lieutenant
)
was
to
give
himself
the
next
step
as
soon
as
possible
,
or
speculations
upon
prize
-
money
,
which
was
to
be
generously
distributed
at
home
,
with
only
the
reservation
of
enough
to
make
the
little
cottage
comfortable
,
in
which
he
and
Fanny
were
to
pass
all
their
middle
and
later
life
together
.
Fanny
’
s
immediate
concerns
,
as
far
as
they
involved
Mr
.
Crawford
,
made
no
part
of
their
conversation
.
William
knew
what
had
passed
,
and
from
his
heart
lamented
that
his
sister
’
s
feelings
should
be
so
cold
towards
a
man
whom
he
must
consider
as
the
first
of
human
characters
;
but
he
was
of
an
age
to
be
all
for
love
,
and
therefore
unable
to
blame
;
and
knowing
her
wish
on
the
subject
,
he
would
not
distress
her
by
the
slightest
allusion
.
She
had
reason
to
suppose
herself
not
yet
forgotten
by
Mr
.
Crawford
.
She
had
heard
repeatedly
from
his
sister
within
the
three
weeks
which
had
passed
since
their
leaving
Mansfield
,
and
in
each
letter
there
had
been
a
few
lines
from
himself
,
warm
and
determined
like
his
speeches
.
It
was
a
correspondence
which
Fanny
found
quite
as
unpleasant
as
she
had
feared
.
Miss
Crawford
’
s
style
of
writing
,
lively
and
affectionate
,
was
itself
an
evil
,
independent
of
what
she
was
thus
forced
into
reading
from
the
brother
’
s
pen
,
for
Edmund
would
never
rest
till
she
had
read
the
chief
of
the
letter
to
him
;
and
then
she
had
to
listen
to
his
admiration
of
her
language
,
and
the
warmth
of
her
attachments
.
There
had
,
in
fact
,
been
so
much
of
message
,
of
allusion
,
of
recollection
,
so
much
of
Mansfield
in
every
letter
,
that
Fanny
could
not
but
suppose
it
meant
for
him
to
hear
;
and
to
find
herself
forced
into
a
purpose
of
that
kind
,
compelled
into
a
correspondence
which
was
bringing
her
the
addresses
of
the
man
she
did
not
love
,
and
obliging
her
to
administer
to
the
adverse
passion
of
the
man
she
did
,
was
cruelly
mortifying
.
Here
,
too
,
her
present
removal
promised
advantage
.
When
no
longer
under
the
same
roof
with
Edmund
,
she
trusted
that
Miss
Crawford
would
have
no
motive
for
writing
strong
enough
to
overcome
the
trouble
,
and
that
at
Portsmouth
their
correspondence
would
dwindle
into
nothing
.
