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“
Only
go
and
call
on
Mrs
.
Allen
!
”
he
repeated
.
“
What
a
picture
of
intellectual
poverty
!
However
,
when
you
sink
into
this
abyss
again
,
you
will
have
more
to
say
.
You
will
be
able
to
talk
of
Bath
,
and
of
all
that
you
did
here
.
”
“
Oh
!
Yes
.
I
shall
never
be
in
want
of
something
to
talk
of
again
to
Mrs
.
Allen
,
or
anybody
else
.
I
really
believe
I
shall
always
be
talking
of
Bath
,
when
I
am
at
home
again
—
I
do
like
it
so
very
much
.
If
I
could
but
have
Papa
and
Mamma
,
and
the
rest
of
them
here
,
I
suppose
I
should
be
too
happy
!
James
’
s
coming
(
my
eldest
brother
)
is
quite
delightful
—
and
especially
as
it
turns
out
that
the
very
family
we
are
just
got
so
intimate
with
are
his
intimate
friends
already
.
Oh
!
Who
can
ever
be
tired
of
Bath
?
”
“
Not
those
who
bring
such
fresh
feelings
of
every
sort
to
it
as
you
do
.
But
papas
and
mammas
,
and
brothers
,
and
intimate
friends
are
a
good
deal
gone
by
,
to
most
of
the
frequenters
of
Bath
—
and
the
honest
relish
of
balls
and
plays
,
and
everyday
sights
,
is
past
with
them
.
”
Here
their
conversation
closed
,
the
demands
of
the
dance
becoming
now
too
importunate
for
a
divided
attention
.
Soon
after
their
reaching
the
bottom
of
the
set
,
Catherine
perceived
herself
to
be
earnestly
regarded
by
a
gentleman
who
stood
among
the
lookers
-
on
,
immediately
behind
her
partner
.
He
was
a
very
handsome
man
,
of
a
commanding
aspect
,
past
the
bloom
,
but
not
past
the
vigour
of
life
;
and
with
his
eye
still
directed
towards
her
,
she
saw
him
presently
address
Mr
.
Tilney
in
a
familiar
whisper
.
Confused
by
his
notice
,
and
blushing
from
the
fear
of
its
being
excited
by
something
wrong
in
her
appearance
,
she
turned
away
her
head
.
But
while
she
did
so
,
the
gentleman
retreated
,
and
her
partner
,
coming
nearer
,
said
,
“
I
see
that
you
guess
what
I
have
just
been
asked
.
That
gentleman
knows
your
name
,
and
you
have
a
right
to
know
his
.
It
is
General
Tilney
,
my
father
”
Catherine
’
s
answer
was
only
“
Oh
!
”
—
but
it
was
an
“
Oh
!
”
expressing
everything
needful
:
attention
to
his
words
,
and
perfect
reliance
on
their
truth
.
With
real
interest
and
strong
admiration
did
her
eye
now
follow
the
general
,
as
he
moved
through
the
crowd
,
and
“
How
handsome
a
family
they
are
!
”
was
her
secret
remark
.
In
chatting
with
Miss
Tilney
before
the
evening
concluded
,
a
new
source
of
felicity
arose
to
her
.
She
had
never
taken
a
country
walk
since
her
arrival
in
Bath
.
Miss
Tilney
,
to
whom
all
the
commonly
frequented
environs
were
familiar
,
spoke
of
them
in
terms
which
made
her
all
eagerness
to
know
them
too
;
and
on
her
openly
fearing
that
she
might
find
nobody
to
go
with
her
,
it
was
proposed
by
the
brother
and
sister
that
they
should
join
in
a
walk
,
some
morning
or
other
.
“
I
shall
like
it
,
”
she
cried
,
“
beyond
anything
in
the
world
;
and
do
not
let
us
put
it
off
—
let
us
go
tomorrow
.
”
This
was
readily
agreed
to
,
with
only
a
proviso
of
Miss
Tilney
’
s
,
that
it
did
not
rain
,
which
Catherine
was
sure
it
would
not
.
At
twelve
o
’
clock
,
they
were
to
call
for
her
in
Pulteney
Street
;
and
“
Remember
—
twelve
o
’
clock
,
”
was
her
parting
speech
to
her
new
friend
.
Of
her
other
,
her
older
,
her
more
established
friend
,
Isabella
,
of
whose
fidelity
and
worth
she
had
enjoyed
a
fortnight
’
s
experience
,
she
scarcely
saw
anything
during
the
evening
.
Yet
,
though
longing
to
make
her
acquainted
with
her
happiness
,
she
cheerfully
submitted
to
the
wish
of
Mr
.
Allen
,
which
took
them
rather
early
away
,
and
her
spirits
danced
within
her
,
as
she
danced
in
her
chair
all
the
way
home
.
The
morrow
brought
a
very
sober
-
looking
morning
,
the
sun
making
only
a
few
efforts
to
appear
,
and
Catherine
augured
from
it
everything
most
favourable
to
her
wishes
.
A
bright
morning
so
early
in
the
year
,
she
allowed
,
would
generally
turn
to
rain
,
but
a
cloudy
one
foretold
improvement
as
the
day
advanced
.
She
applied
to
Mr
.
Allen
for
confirmation
of
her
hopes
,
but
Mr
.
Allen
,
not
having
his
own
skies
and
barometer
about
him
,
declined
giving
any
absolute
promise
of
sunshine
.
She
applied
to
Mrs
.
Allen
,
and
Mrs
.
Allen
’
s
opinion
was
more
positive
.
“
She
had
no
doubt
in
the
world
of
its
being
a
very
fine
day
,
if
the
clouds
would
only
go
off
,
and
the
sun
keep
out
.
”
At
about
eleven
o
’
clock
,
however
,
a
few
specks
of
small
rain
upon
the
windows
caught
Catherine
’
s
watchful
eye
,
and
“
Oh
!
dear
,
I
do
believe
it
will
be
wet
,
”
broke
from
her
in
a
most
desponding
tone
.
