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Miss
Crawford
made
her
first
essay
with
great
credit
to
herself
,
and
no
inconvenience
to
Fanny
.
Edmund
,
who
had
taken
down
the
mare
and
presided
at
the
whole
,
returned
with
it
in
excellent
time
,
before
either
Fanny
or
the
steady
old
coachman
,
who
always
attended
her
when
she
rode
without
her
cousins
,
were
ready
to
set
forward
.
The
second
day
’
s
trial
was
not
so
guiltless
.
Miss
Crawford
’
s
enjoyment
of
riding
was
such
that
she
did
not
know
how
to
leave
off
.
Active
and
fearless
,
and
though
rather
small
,
strongly
made
,
she
seemed
formed
for
a
horsewoman
;
and
to
the
pure
genuine
pleasure
of
the
exercise
,
something
was
probably
added
in
Edmund
’
s
attendance
and
instructions
,
and
something
more
in
the
conviction
of
very
much
surpassing
her
sex
in
general
by
her
early
progress
,
to
make
her
unwilling
to
dismount
.
Fanny
was
ready
and
waiting
,
and
Mrs
.
Norris
was
beginning
to
scold
her
for
not
being
gone
,
and
still
no
horse
was
announced
,
no
Edmund
appeared
.
To
avoid
her
aunt
,
and
look
for
him
,
she
went
out
.
The
houses
,
though
scarcely
half
a
mile
apart
,
were
not
within
sight
of
each
other
;
but
,
by
walking
fifty
yards
from
the
hall
door
,
she
could
look
down
the
park
,
and
command
a
view
of
the
Parsonage
and
all
its
demesnes
,
gently
rising
beyond
the
village
road
;
and
in
Dr
.
Grant
’
s
meadow
she
immediately
saw
the
group
—
Edmund
and
Miss
Crawford
both
on
horse
-
back
,
riding
side
by
side
,
Dr
.
and
Mrs
.
Grant
,
and
Mr
.
Crawford
,
with
two
or
three
grooms
,
standing
about
and
looking
on
.
A
happy
party
it
appeared
to
her
,
all
interested
in
one
object
:
cheerful
beyond
a
doubt
,
for
the
sound
of
merriment
ascended
even
to
her
.
It
was
a
sound
which
did
not
make
her
cheerful
;
she
wondered
that
Edmund
should
forget
her
,
and
felt
a
pang
.
She
could
not
turn
her
eyes
from
the
meadow
;
she
could
not
help
watching
all
that
passed
.
At
first
Miss
Crawford
and
her
companion
made
the
circuit
of
the
field
,
which
was
not
small
,
at
a
foot
’
s
pace
;
then
,
at
her
apparent
suggestion
,
they
rose
into
a
canter
;
and
to
Fanny
’
s
timid
nature
it
was
most
astonishing
to
see
how
well
she
sat
.
After
a
few
minutes
they
stopped
entirely
.
Edmund
was
close
to
her
;
he
was
speaking
to
her
;
he
was
evidently
directing
her
management
of
the
bridle
;
he
had
hold
of
her
hand
;
she
saw
it
,
or
the
imagination
supplied
what
the
eye
could
not
reach
.
She
must
not
wonder
at
all
this
;
what
could
be
more
natural
than
that
Edmund
should
be
making
himself
useful
,
and
proving
his
good
-
nature
by
any
one
?
She
could
not
but
think
,
indeed
,
that
Mr
.
Crawford
might
as
well
have
saved
him
the
trouble
;
that
it
would
have
been
particularly
proper
and
becoming
in
a
brother
to
have
done
it
himself
;
but
Mr
.
Crawford
,
with
all
his
boasted
good
-
nature
,
and
all
his
coachmanship
,
probably
knew
nothing
of
the
matter
,
and
had
no
active
kindness
in
comparison
of
Edmund
.
She
began
to
think
it
rather
hard
upon
the
mare
to
have
such
double
duty
;
if
she
were
forgotten
,
the
poor
mare
should
be
remembered
.
Her
feelings
for
one
and
the
other
were
soon
a
little
tranquillised
by
seeing
the
party
in
the
meadow
disperse
,
and
Miss
Crawford
still
on
horseback
,
but
attended
by
Edmund
on
foot
,
pass
through
a
gate
into
the
lane
,
and
so
into
the
park
,
and
make
towards
the
spot
where
she
stood
.
She
began
then
to
be
afraid
of
appearing
rude
and
impatient
;
and
walked
to
meet
them
with
a
great
anxiety
to
avoid
the
suspicion
.
“
My
dear
Miss
Price
,
”
said
Miss
Crawford
,
as
soon
as
she
was
at
all
within
hearing
,
“
I
am
come
to
make
my
own
apologies
for
keeping
you
waiting
;
but
I
have
nothing
in
the
world
to
say
for
myself
—
I
knew
it
was
very
late
,
and
that
I
was
behaving
extremely
ill
;
and
therefore
,
if
you
please
,
you
must
forgive
me
.
Selfishness
must
always
be
forgiven
,
you
know
,
because
there
is
no
hope
of
a
cure
.
”
Fanny
’
s
answer
was
extremely
civil
,
and
Edmund
added
his
conviction
that
she
could
be
in
no
hurry
.
“
For
there
is
more
than
time
enough
for
my
cousin
to
ride
twice
as
far
as
she
ever
goes
,
”
said
he
,
“
and
you
have
been
promoting
her
comfort
by
preventing
her
from
setting
off
half
an
hour
sooner
:
clouds
are
now
coming
up
,
and
she
will
not
suffer
from
the
heat
as
she
would
have
done
then
.
I
wish
you
may
not
be
fatigued
by
so
much
exercise
.
I
wish
you
had
saved
yourself
this
walk
home
.
”
“
No
part
of
it
fatigues
me
but
getting
off
this
horse
,
I
assure
you
,
”
said
she
,
as
she
sprang
down
with
his
help
;
“
I
am
very
strong
.
Nothing
ever
fatigues
me
but
doing
what
I
do
not
like
.
Miss
Price
,
I
give
way
to
you
with
a
very
bad
grace
;
but
I
sincerely
hope
you
will
have
a
pleasant
ride
,
and
that
I
may
have
nothing
but
good
to
hear
of
this
dear
,
delightful
,
beautiful
animal
.
”
The
old
coachman
,
who
had
been
waiting
about
with
his
own
horse
,
now
joining
them
,
Fanny
was
lifted
on
hers
,
and
they
set
off
across
another
part
of
the
park
;
her
feelings
of
discomfort
not
lightened
by
seeing
,
as
she
looked
back
,
that
the
others
were
walking
down
the
hill
together
to
the
village
;
nor
did
her
attendant
do
her
much
good
by
his
comments
on
Miss
Crawford
’
s
great
cleverness
as
a
horse
-
woman
,
which
he
had
been
watching
with
an
interest
almost
equal
to
her
own
.
