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Fanny
,
whether
near
or
from
her
cousins
,
whether
in
the
schoolroom
,
the
drawing
-
room
,
or
the
shrubbery
,
was
equally
forlorn
,
finding
something
to
fear
in
every
person
and
place
.
She
was
disheartened
by
Lady
Bertram
’
s
silence
,
awed
by
Sir
Thomas
’
s
grave
looks
,
and
quite
overcome
by
Mrs
.
Norris
’
s
admonitions
.
Her
elder
cousins
mortified
her
by
reflections
on
her
size
,
and
abashed
her
by
noticing
her
shyness
:
Miss
Lee
wondered
at
her
ignorance
,
and
the
maid
-
servants
sneered
at
her
clothes
;
and
when
to
these
sorrows
was
added
the
idea
of
the
brothers
and
sisters
among
whom
she
had
always
been
important
as
playfellow
,
instructress
,
and
nurse
,
the
despondence
that
sunk
her
little
heart
was
severe
.
The
grandeur
of
the
house
astonished
,
but
could
not
console
her
.
The
rooms
were
too
large
for
her
to
move
in
with
ease
:
whatever
she
touched
she
expected
to
injure
,
and
she
crept
about
in
constant
terror
of
something
or
other
;
often
retreating
towards
her
own
chamber
to
cry
;
and
the
little
girl
who
was
spoken
of
in
the
drawing
-
room
when
she
left
it
at
night
as
seeming
so
desirably
sensible
of
her
peculiar
good
fortune
,
ended
every
day
’
s
sorrows
by
sobbing
herself
to
sleep
.
A
week
had
passed
in
this
way
,
and
no
suspicion
of
it
conveyed
by
her
quiet
passive
manner
,
when
she
was
found
one
morning
by
her
cousin
Edmund
,
the
youngest
of
the
sons
,
sitting
crying
on
the
attic
stairs
.
“
My
dear
little
cousin
,
”
said
he
,
with
all
the
gentleness
of
an
excellent
nature
,
“
what
can
be
the
matter
?
”
And
sitting
down
by
her
,
he
was
at
great
pains
to
overcome
her
shame
in
being
so
surprised
,
and
persuade
her
to
speak
openly
.
Was
she
ill
?
or
was
anybody
angry
with
her
?
or
had
she
quarrelled
with
Maria
and
Julia
?
or
was
she
puzzled
about
anything
in
her
lesson
that
he
could
explain
?
Did
she
,
in
short
,
want
anything
he
could
possibly
get
her
,
or
do
for
her
?
For
a
long
while
no
answer
could
be
obtained
beyond
a
“
no
,
no
—
not
at
all
—
no
,
thank
you
”
;
but
he
still
persevered
;
and
no
sooner
had
he
begun
to
revert
to
her
own
home
,
than
her
increased
sobs
explained
to
him
where
the
grievance
lay
.
He
tried
to
console
her
.
“
You
are
sorry
to
leave
Mama
,
my
dear
little
Fanny
,
”
said
he
,
“
which
shows
you
to
be
a
very
good
girl
;
but
you
must
remember
that
you
are
with
relations
and
friends
,
who
all
love
you
,
and
wish
to
make
you
happy
.
Let
us
walk
out
in
the
park
,
and
you
shall
tell
me
all
about
your
brothers
and
sisters
.
”
On
pursuing
the
subject
,
he
found
that
,
dear
as
all
these
brothers
and
sisters
generally
were
,
there
was
one
among
them
who
ran
more
in
her
thoughts
than
the
rest
.
It
was
William
whom
she
talked
of
most
,
and
wanted
most
to
see
.
William
,
the
eldest
,
a
year
older
than
herself
,
her
constant
companion
and
friend
;
her
advocate
with
her
mother
(
of
whom
he
was
the
darling
)
in
every
distress
.
“
William
did
not
like
she
should
come
away
;
he
had
told
her
he
should
miss
her
very
much
indeed
.
”
“
But
William
will
write
to
you
,
I
dare
say
.
”
“
Yes
,
he
had
promised
he
would
,
but
he
had
told
her
to
write
first
.
”
“
And
when
shall
you
do
it
?
”
She
hung
her
head
and
answered
hesitatingly
,
“
she
did
not
know
;
she
had
not
any
paper
.
”
“
If
that
be
all
your
difficulty
,
I
will
furnish
you
with
paper
and
every
other
material
,
and
you
may
write
your
letter
whenever
you
choose
.
Would
it
make
you
happy
to
write
to
William
?
”
“
Yes
,
very
.
”
“
Then
let
it
be
done
now
.
Come
with
me
into
the
breakfast
-
room
,
we
shall
find
everything
there
,
and
be
sure
of
having
the
room
to
ourselves
.
”
