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How
could
she
have
so
imposed
on
herself
?
Heaven
forbid
that
Henry
Tilney
should
ever
know
her
folly
!
And
it
was
in
a
great
measure
his
own
doing
,
for
had
not
the
cabinet
appeared
so
exactly
to
agree
with
his
description
of
her
adventures
,
she
should
never
have
felt
the
smallest
curiosity
about
it
.
This
was
the
only
comfort
that
occurred
.
Impatient
to
get
rid
of
those
hateful
evidences
of
her
folly
,
those
detestable
papers
then
scattered
over
the
bed
,
she
rose
directly
,
and
folding
them
up
as
nearly
as
possible
in
the
same
shape
as
before
,
returned
them
to
the
same
spot
within
the
cabinet
,
with
a
very
hearty
wish
that
no
untoward
accident
might
ever
bring
them
forward
again
,
to
disgrace
her
even
with
herself
.
Why
the
locks
should
have
been
so
difficult
to
open
,
however
,
was
still
something
remarkable
,
for
she
could
now
manage
them
with
perfect
ease
.
In
this
there
was
surely
something
mysterious
,
and
she
indulged
in
the
flattering
suggestion
for
half
a
minute
,
till
the
possibility
of
the
door
’
s
having
been
at
first
unlocked
,
and
of
being
herself
its
fastener
,
darted
into
her
head
,
and
cost
her
another
blush
.
She
got
away
as
soon
as
she
could
from
a
room
in
which
her
conduct
produced
such
unpleasant
reflections
,
and
found
her
way
with
all
speed
to
the
breakfast
-
parlour
,
as
it
had
been
pointed
out
to
her
by
Miss
Tilney
the
evening
before
.
Henry
was
alone
in
it
;
and
his
immediate
hope
of
her
having
been
undisturbed
by
the
tempest
,
with
an
arch
reference
to
the
character
of
the
building
they
inhabited
,
was
rather
distressing
.
For
the
world
would
she
not
have
her
weakness
suspected
,
and
yet
,
unequal
to
an
absolute
falsehood
,
was
constrained
to
acknowledge
that
the
wind
had
kept
her
awake
a
little
.
“
But
we
have
a
charming
morning
after
it
,
”
she
added
,
desiring
to
get
rid
of
the
subject
;
“
and
storms
and
sleeplessness
are
nothing
when
they
are
over
.
What
beautiful
hyacinths
!
I
have
just
learnt
to
love
a
hyacinth
.
”
“
And
how
might
you
learn
?
By
accident
or
argument
?
”
“
Your
sister
taught
me
;
I
cannot
tell
how
.
Mrs
.
Allen
used
to
take
pains
,
year
after
year
,
to
make
me
like
them
;
but
I
never
could
,
till
I
saw
them
the
other
day
in
Milsom
Street
;
I
am
naturally
indifferent
about
flowers
.
”
“
But
now
you
love
a
hyacinth
.
So
much
the
better
.
You
have
gained
a
new
source
of
enjoyment
,
and
it
is
well
to
have
as
many
holds
upon
happiness
as
possible
.
Besides
,
a
taste
for
flowers
is
always
desirable
in
your
sex
,
as
a
means
of
getting
you
out
of
doors
,
and
tempting
you
to
more
frequent
exercise
than
you
would
otherwise
take
.
And
though
the
love
of
a
hyacinth
may
be
rather
domestic
,
who
can
tell
,
the
sentiment
once
raised
,
but
you
may
in
time
come
to
love
a
rose
?
”
“
But
I
do
not
want
any
such
pursuit
to
get
me
out
of
doors
.
The
pleasure
of
walking
and
breathing
fresh
air
is
enough
for
me
,
and
in
fine
weather
I
am
out
more
than
half
my
time
.
Mamma
says
I
am
never
within
.
”
“
At
any
rate
,
however
,
I
am
pleased
that
you
have
learnt
to
love
a
hyacinth
.
The
mere
habit
of
learning
to
love
is
the
thing
;
and
a
teachableness
of
disposition
in
a
young
lady
is
a
great
blessing
.
Has
my
sister
a
pleasant
mode
of
instruction
?
”
Catherine
was
saved
the
embarrassment
of
attempting
an
answer
by
the
entrance
of
the
general
,
whose
smiling
compliments
announced
a
happy
state
of
mind
,
but
whose
gentle
hint
of
sympathetic
early
rising
did
not
advance
her
composure
.
