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This
was
a
pitch
of
friendship
beyond
Catherine
.
“
You
are
so
like
your
dear
brother
,
”
continued
Isabella
,
“
that
I
quite
doted
on
you
the
first
moment
I
saw
you
.
But
so
it
always
is
with
me
;
the
first
moment
settles
everything
.
The
very
first
day
that
Morland
came
to
us
last
Christmas
—
the
very
first
moment
I
beheld
him
—
my
heart
was
irrecoverably
gone
.
I
remember
I
wore
my
yellow
gown
,
with
my
hair
done
up
in
braids
;
and
when
I
came
into
the
drawing
-
room
,
and
John
introduced
him
,
I
thought
I
never
saw
anybody
so
handsome
before
.
”
Here
Catherine
secretly
acknowledged
the
power
of
love
;
for
,
though
exceedingly
fond
of
her
brother
,
and
partial
to
all
his
endowments
,
she
had
never
in
her
life
thought
him
handsome
.
“
I
remember
too
,
Miss
Andrews
drank
tea
with
us
that
evening
,
and
wore
her
puce
-
coloured
sarsenet
;
and
she
looked
so
heavenly
that
I
thought
your
brother
must
certainly
fall
in
love
with
her
;
I
could
not
sleep
a
wink
all
right
for
thinking
of
it
.
Oh
!
Catherine
,
the
many
sleepless
nights
I
have
had
on
your
brother
’
s
account
!
I
would
not
have
you
suffer
half
what
I
have
done
!
I
am
grown
wretchedly
thin
,
I
know
;
but
I
will
not
pain
you
by
describing
my
anxiety
;
you
have
seen
enough
of
it
.
I
feel
that
I
have
betrayed
myself
perpetually
—
so
unguarded
in
speaking
of
my
partiality
for
the
church
!
But
my
secret
I
was
always
sure
would
be
safe
with
you
.
”
Catherine
felt
that
nothing
could
have
been
safer
;
but
ashamed
of
an
ignorance
little
expected
,
she
dared
no
longer
contest
the
point
,
nor
refuse
to
have
been
as
full
of
arch
penetration
and
affectionate
sympathy
as
Isabella
chose
to
consider
her
.
Her
brother
,
she
found
,
was
preparing
to
set
off
with
all
speed
to
Fullerton
,
to
make
known
his
situation
and
ask
consent
;
and
here
was
a
source
of
some
real
agitation
to
the
mind
of
Isabella
.
Catherine
endeavoured
to
persuade
her
,
as
she
was
herself
persuaded
,
that
her
father
and
mother
would
never
oppose
their
son
’
s
wishes
.
“
It
is
impossible
,
”
said
she
,
“
for
parents
to
be
more
kind
,
or
more
desirous
of
their
children
’
s
happiness
;
I
have
no
doubt
of
their
consenting
immediately
.
”
“
Morland
says
exactly
the
same
,
”
replied
Isabella
;
“
and
yet
I
dare
not
expect
it
;
my
fortune
will
be
so
small
;
they
never
can
consent
to
it
.
Your
brother
,
who
might
marry
anybody
!
”
Here
Catherine
again
discerned
the
force
of
love
.
“
Indeed
,
Isabella
,
you
are
too
humble
.
The
difference
of
fortune
can
be
nothing
to
signify
.
”
“
Oh
!
My
sweet
Catherine
,
in
your
generous
heart
I
know
it
would
signify
nothing
;
but
we
must
not
expect
such
disinterestedness
in
many
.
As
for
myself
,
I
am
sure
I
only
wish
our
situations
were
reversed
.
Had
I
the
command
of
millions
,
were
I
mistress
of
the
whole
world
,
your
brother
would
be
my
only
choice
.
”
