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"
I
found
,
"
said
he
,
"
that
I
was
considered
by
Harville
an
engaged
man
!
That
neither
Harville
nor
his
wife
entertained
a
doubt
of
our
mutual
attachment
.
I
was
startled
and
shocked
.
To
a
degree
,
I
could
contradict
this
instantly
;
but
,
when
I
began
to
reflect
that
others
might
have
felt
the
same
--
her
own
family
,
nay
,
perhaps
herself
--
I
was
no
longer
at
my
own
disposal
.
I
was
hers
in
honour
if
she
wished
it
.
I
had
been
unguarded
.
I
had
not
thought
seriously
on
this
subject
before
.
I
had
not
considered
that
my
excessive
intimacy
must
have
its
danger
of
ill
consequence
in
many
ways
;
and
that
I
had
no
right
to
be
trying
whether
I
could
attach
myself
to
either
of
the
girls
,
at
the
risk
of
raising
even
an
unpleasant
report
,
were
there
no
other
ill
effects
.
I
had
been
grossly
wrong
,
and
must
abide
the
consequences
.
"
He
found
too
late
,
in
short
,
that
he
had
entangled
himself
;
and
that
precisely
as
he
became
fully
satisfied
of
his
not
caring
for
Louisa
at
all
,
he
must
regard
himself
as
bound
to
her
,
if
her
sentiments
for
him
were
what
the
Harvilles
supposed
.
It
determined
him
to
leave
Lyme
,
and
await
her
complete
recovery
elsewhere
.
He
would
gladly
weaken
,
by
any
fair
means
,
whatever
feelings
or
speculations
concerning
him
might
exist
;
and
he
went
,
therefore
,
to
his
brother
's
,
meaning
after
a
while
to
return
to
Kellynch
,
and
act
as
circumstances
might
require
.
"
I
was
six
weeks
with
Edward
,
"
said
he
,
"
and
saw
him
happy
.
I
could
have
no
other
pleasure
.
I
deserved
none
.
He
enquired
after
you
very
particularly
;
asked
even
if
you
were
personally
altered
,
little
suspecting
that
to
my
eye
you
could
never
alter
.
"
Anne
smiled
,
and
let
it
pass
.
It
was
too
pleasing
a
blunder
for
a
reproach
.
It
is
something
for
a
woman
to
be
assured
,
in
her
eight-and-twentieth
year
,
that
she
has
not
lost
one
charm
of
earlier
youth
;
but
the
value
of
such
homage
was
inexpressibly
increased
to
Anne
,
by
comparing
it
with
former
words
,
and
feeling
it
to
be
the
result
,
not
the
cause
of
a
revival
of
his
warm
attachment
.
He
had
remained
in
Shropshire
,
lamenting
the
blindness
of
his
own
pride
,
and
the
blunders
of
his
own
calculations
,
till
at
once
released
from
Louisa
by
the
astonishing
and
felicitous
intelligence
of
her
engagement
with
Benwick
.
"
Here
,
"
said
he
,
"
ended
the
worst
of
my
state
;
for
now
I
could
at
least
put
myself
in
the
way
of
happiness
;
I
could
exert
myself
;
I
could
do
something
.
But
to
be
waiting
so
long
in
inaction
,
and
waiting
only
for
evil
,
had
been
dreadful
.
Within
the
first
five
minutes
I
said
,
'
I
will
be
at
Bath
on
Wednesday
,
'
and
I
was
.
Was
it
unpardonable
to
think
it
worth
my
while
to
come
?
and
to
arrive
with
some
degree
of
hope
?
You
were
single
.
It
was
possible
that
you
might
retain
the
feelings
of
the
past
,
as
I
did
;
and
one
encouragement
happened
to
be
mine
.
I
could
never
doubt
that
you
would
be
loved
and
sought
by
others
,
but
I
knew
to
a
certainty
that
you
had
refused
one
man
,
at
least
,
of
better
pretensions
than
myself
;
and
I
could
not
help
often
saying
,
'
Was
this
for
me
?
"'
Their
first
meeting
in
Milsom
Street
afforded
much
to
be
said
,
but
the
concert
still
more
.
That
evening
seemed
to
be
made
up
of
exquisite
moments
.
The
moment
of
her
stepping
forward
in
the
Octagon
Room
to
speak
to
him
:
the
moment
of
Mr
Elliot
's
appearing
and
tearing
her
away
,
and
one
or
two
subsequent
moments
,
marked
by
returning
hope
or
increasing
despondency
,
were
dwelt
on
with
energy
.
"
To
see
you
,
"
cried
he
,
"
in
the
midst
of
those
who
could
not
be
my
well-wishers
;
to
see
your
cousin
close
by
you
,
conversing
and
smiling
,
and
feel
all
the
horrible
eligibilities
and
proprieties
of
the
match
!
To
consider
it
as
the
certain
wish
of
every
being
who
could
hope
to
influence
you
!
Even
if
your
own
feelings
were
reluctant
or
indifferent
,
to
consider
what
powerful
supports
would
be
his
!
Was
it
not
enough
to
make
the
fool
of
me
which
I
appeared
?
How
could
I
look
on
without
agony
?
Was
not
the
very
sight
of
the
friend
who
sat
behind
you
,
was
not
the
recollection
of
what
had
been
,
the
knowledge
of
her
influence
,
the
indelible
,
immoveable
impression
of
what
persuasion
had
once
done
--
was
it
not
all
against
me
?
"
