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November
was
the
black
month
fixed
for
his
return
.
Sir
Thomas
wrote
of
it
with
as
much
decision
as
experience
and
anxiety
could
authorise
.
His
business
was
so
nearly
concluded
as
to
justify
him
in
proposing
to
take
his
passage
in
the
September
packet
,
and
he
consequently
looked
forward
with
the
hope
of
being
with
his
beloved
family
again
early
in
November
.
Maria
was
more
to
be
pitied
than
Julia
;
for
to
her
the
father
brought
a
husband
,
and
the
return
of
the
friend
most
solicitous
for
her
happiness
would
unite
her
to
the
lover
,
on
whom
she
had
chosen
that
happiness
should
depend
.
It
was
a
gloomy
prospect
,
and
all
she
could
do
was
to
throw
a
mist
over
it
,
and
hope
when
the
mist
cleared
away
she
should
see
something
else
.
It
would
hardly
be
early
in
November
,
there
were
generally
delays
,
a
bad
passage
or
something
;
that
favouring
something
which
everybody
who
shuts
their
eyes
while
they
look
,
or
their
understandings
while
they
reason
,
feels
the
comfort
of
.
It
would
probably
be
the
middle
of
November
at
least
;
the
middle
of
November
was
three
months
off
.
Three
months
comprised
thirteen
weeks
.
Much
might
happen
in
thirteen
weeks
.
Sir
Thomas
would
have
been
deeply
mortified
by
a
suspicion
of
half
that
his
daughters
felt
on
the
subject
of
his
return
,
and
would
hardly
have
found
consolation
in
a
knowledge
of
the
interest
it
excited
in
the
breast
of
another
young
lady
.
Miss
Crawford
,
on
walking
up
with
her
brother
to
spend
the
evening
at
Mansfield
Park
,
heard
the
good
news
;
and
though
seeming
to
have
no
concern
in
the
affair
beyond
politeness
,
and
to
have
vented
all
her
feelings
in
a
quiet
congratulation
,
heard
it
with
an
attention
not
so
easily
satisfied
.
Mrs
.
Norris
gave
the
particulars
of
the
letters
,
and
the
subject
was
dropt
;
but
after
tea
,
as
Miss
Crawford
was
standing
at
an
open
window
with
Edmund
and
Fanny
looking
out
on
a
twilight
scene
,
while
the
Miss
Bertrams
,
Mr
.
Rushworth
,
and
Henry
Crawford
were
all
busy
with
candles
at
the
pianoforte
,
she
suddenly
revived
it
by
turning
round
towards
the
group
,
and
saying
,
“
How
happy
Mr
.
Rushworth
looks
!
He
is
thinking
of
November
.
”
Edmund
looked
round
at
Mr
.
Rushworth
too
,
but
had
nothing
to
say
.
“
Your
father
’
s
return
will
be
a
very
interesting
event
.
”
“
It
will
,
indeed
,
after
such
an
absence
;
an
absence
not
only
long
,
but
including
so
many
dangers
.
”
“
It
will
be
the
forerunner
also
of
other
interesting
events
:
your
sister
’
s
marriage
,
and
your
taking
orders
.
”
“
Yes
.
”
“
Don
’
t
be
affronted
,
”
said
she
,
laughing
,
“
but
it
does
put
me
in
mind
of
some
of
the
old
heathen
heroes
,
who
,
after
performing
great
exploits
in
a
foreign
land
,
offered
sacrifices
to
the
gods
on
their
safe
return
.
”
