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I
believe
you
equal
to
every
important
exertion
,
and
to
every
domestic
forbearance
,
so
long
as
--
if
I
may
be
allowed
the
expression
--
so
long
as
you
have
an
object
.
I
mean
while
the
woman
you
love
lives
,
and
lives
for
you
.
All
the
privilege
I
claim
for
my
own
sex
(
it
is
not
a
very
enviable
one
;
you
need
not
covet
it
)
,
is
that
of
loving
longest
,
when
existence
or
when
hope
is
gone
.
"
She
could
not
immediately
have
uttered
another
sentence
;
her
heart
was
too
full
,
her
breath
too
much
oppressed
.
"
You
are
a
good
soul
,
"
cried
Captain
Harville
,
putting
his
hand
on
her
arm
,
quite
affectionately
.
"
There
is
no
quarrelling
with
you
.
And
when
I
think
of
Benwick
,
my
tongue
is
tied
.
"
Their
attention
was
called
towards
the
others
.
Mrs
Croft
was
taking
leave
.
"
Here
,
Frederick
,
you
and
I
part
company
,
I
believe
,
"
said
she
.
"
I
am
going
home
,
and
you
have
an
engagement
with
your
friend
.
To-night
we
may
have
the
pleasure
of
all
meeting
again
at
your
party
,
"
(
turning
to
Anne
.
)
"
We
had
your
sister
's
card
yesterday
,
and
I
understood
Frederick
had
a
card
too
,
though
I
did
not
see
it
;
and
you
are
disengaged
,
Frederick
,
are
you
not
,
as
well
as
ourselves
?
"
Captain
Wentworth
was
folding
up
a
letter
in
great
haste
,
and
either
could
not
or
would
not
answer
fully
.
"
Yes
,
"
said
he
,
"
very
true
;
here
we
separate
,
but
Harville
and
I
shall
soon
be
after
you
;
that
is
,
Harville
,
if
you
are
ready
,
I
am
in
half
a
minute
.
I
know
you
will
not
be
sorry
to
be
off
.
I
shall
be
at
your
service
in
half
a
minute
.
"
Mrs
Croft
left
them
,
and
Captain
Wentworth
,
having
sealed
his
letter
with
great
rapidity
,
was
indeed
ready
,
and
had
even
a
hurried
,
agitated
air
,
which
shewed
impatience
to
be
gone
.
Anne
knew
not
how
to
understand
it
.
She
had
the
kindest
"
Good
morning
,
God
bless
you
!
"
from
Captain
Harville
,
but
from
him
not
a
word
,
nor
a
look
!
He
had
passed
out
of
the
room
without
a
look
!
She
had
only
time
,
however
,
to
move
closer
to
the
table
where
he
had
been
writing
,
when
footsteps
were
heard
returning
;
the
door
opened
,
it
was
himself
.
He
begged
their
pardon
,
but
he
had
forgotten
his
gloves
,
and
instantly
crossing
the
room
to
the
writing
table
,
he
drew
out
a
letter
from
under
the
scattered
paper
,
placed
it
before
Anne
with
eyes
of
glowing
entreaty
fixed
on
her
for
a
time
,
and
hastily
collecting
his
gloves
,
was
again
out
of
the
room
,
almost
before
Mrs
Musgrove
was
aware
of
his
being
in
it
:
the
work
of
an
instant
!
