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    12:18a
    What a happy creature William must be! I wish we...
    What a happy creature William must
    be! I wish we could see him
    Poor Fanny’s mind was thrown into the most distressing of all its
    varietiesThe recollection of what had been done for William was
    always the most powerful disturber of every decision against Mr
    Crawford; and she sat thinking deeply of it till Mary, who had been
    first watching her complacently, and then musing on something
    else, suddenly called her attention by saying: “I should like to sit
    talking with you here all day, but we must not forget the ladies
    below, and so good-bye, my dear, my amiable, my excellent Fanny,
    for though we shall nominally part in the breakfast-parlour, I must
    take leave of you hereAnd I do take leave, longing for a happy
    reunion, and trusting that when we meet again, it will be under
    circumstances which may open our hearts to each other without
    any remnant or shadow of reserve
    A very, very kind embrace, and some agitation of manner, accompanied
    these words
    “I shall see your cousin in town soon: he talks of being there tolerably
    soon; and Sir Thomas, I dare say, in the course of the spring;
    and your eldest cousin, and the Rushworths, and Julia, I am sure of
    meeting again and again, and all but youI have two favours to ask,
    Fanny: one is your correspondenceAnd the
    other, that you will often call on MrsGrant, and make her amends
    for my being gone
    The first, at least, of these favours Fanny would rather not have
    been asked; but it was impossible for her to refuse the correspondence;
    it was impossible for her even not to accede to it more readily
    than her own judgment authorisedThere was no resisting old omega watches so much
    apparent affectionHer disposition was peculiarly calculated to value
    a fond treatment, and from having hitherto known so little of it, she
    was the more overcome by Miss Crawford’sBesides, there was gratitude
    towards her, for having made their tete-a-tete so much less painful
    than her fears had predicted
    It was over, and she had escaped without reproaches and without
    detectionHer secret was still her own; and while that was the case,
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    she thought she could resign herself to almost everything
    In the evening there was another partingHenry Crawford came
    and sat some time with them; and her spirits not being previously
    in the strongest state, her heart was softened for a while towards
    him, because he really seemed to feelQuite unlike his usual self, he
    scarcely said anythingHe was evidently oppressed, and Fanny must
    grieve for him, though hoping she might never see him again till he
    were the husband of some other woman
    When it came to the moment of parting, he would take her hand,
    he would not be denied it; he said nothing, however, or nothing
    that she heard, and when he had left the room, she was better pleased
    that such a token of friendship had passed
    On the morrow the Crawfords were gone
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    CHAPTER XXXVII
    MRCRAWFORD GONE, Sir Thomas’s next object was that he should
    be missed; and he entertained great hope that his niece would find
    a blank in the loss of those attentions which at the time she had felt,
    or fancied, an evilShe had tasted of consequence in its most flattering
    form; and he did hope that the loss of it, the sinking again cartier watches into
    nothing, would awaken very wholesome regrets in her mindHe
    watched her with this idea; but he could hardly tell with what success
    He hardly knew whether there were any difference in her spirits
    or notShe was always so gentle and retiring that her emotions
    were beyond his discriminationHe did not understand her: he felt
    that he did not; and therefore applied to Edmund to tell him how
    she stood affected on the present occasion, and whether she were
    more or less happy than she had been
    Edmund did not discern any symptoms of regret, and thought his
    father a little unreasonable in supposing the first three or four days
    could produce any
    What chiefly surprised Edmund was, that Crawford’s sister, the
    friend and companion who had been so much to her, should not be
    more visibly regrettedHe wondered that Fanny spoke so seldom of
    her, and had so little voluntarily to say of her concern at this separation
    Alas! it was this sister, this friend and companion, who was now
    the chief bane of Fanny’s comfortIf she could have believed Mary’s
    future fate as unconnected with Mansfield as she was determined
    the brother’s should be, if she could have hoped her return thither
    to be as distant as she was much inclined to think his, she would
    have been light of heart indeed; but the more she recollected and
    observed, the more deeply was she convinced that everything was
    now in a fairer train for Miss Crawford’s marrying Edmund than it
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    had ever been beforeOn his side the inclination was stronger, on
    hers less equivocalHis objections, the scruples of his integrity,
    seemed all done away, nobody could omega seamaster replica watches tell how; and the doubts and
    hesitations of her ambition were equally got over—and equally without
    apparent reasonIt could only be imputed to increasing attachment
    His good and her bad feelings yielded to love, and such love
    must unite themHe was to go to town as soon as some business
    relative to Thornton Lacey were completed—perhaps within a fortnight;
    he talked of going, he loved to talk of it; and when once with
    her again, Fanny could not doubt the restHer acceptance must be
    as certain as his offer; and yet there were bad feelings still remaining
    which made the prospect of it most sorrowful to her, independently,
    she believed, independently of self
    In their very last conversation, Miss Crawford, in spite of some
    amiable sensations, and much personal kindness, had still been Miss
    Crawford; still shewn a mind led astray and bewildered, and without
    any suspicion of being so; darkened, yet fancying itself lightShe might
    love, but she did not deserve Edmund by any other sentimentFanny
    believed there was scarcely a second feeling in common between them;
    and she may be forgiven by older sages for looking on the chance of
    Miss Crawford’s future improvement as nearly desperate, for thinking
    that if Edmund’s influence in this season of love had already done
    so little in clearing her judgment, and regulating her notions, his worth
    would be finally wasted on her even in years of matrimony
    Experience might have hoped more for any young people so circumstanced,
    and impartiality would not have denied to Miss
    Crawford’s nature that participation of the general nature of women
    which would lead her to omega 18k watch adopt the opinions of the man she loved
    and respected as her ownBut as such were Fanny’s persuasions, she
    suffered very much from them, and could never speak of Miss
    Crawford without pain
    Sir Thomas, meanwhile, went on with his own hopes and his own
    observations, still feeling a right, by all his knowledge of human
    nature, to expect to see the effect of the loss of power and consequence
    on his niece’s spirits, and the past attentions of the lover
    producing a craving for their return; and he was soon afterwards
    able to account for his not yet completely and indubitably seeing all
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    this, by the prospect of another visitor, whose approach he could
    allow to be quite enough to support the spirits he was watching
    William had obtained a ten days’ leave of absence, to be given to
    Northamptonshire, and was coming, the happiest of lieutenants,
    because the latest made, to shew his happiness and describe his uniform
    He came; and he would have been delighted to shew his uniform
    there too, had not cruel custom prohibited its appearance except on
    dutySo the uniform remained at Portsmouth, and Edmund conjectured
    that before Fanny had any chance of seeing it, all its own freshness
    and all the freshness of its wearer’s feelings must be worn awayIt
    would be sunk into a badge of disgrace; for what can be more unbecoming,
    or more worthless, than the uniform of a lieutenant, who
    has been a lieutenant a year or two, and sees others made commanders
    before him? So reasoned Edmund, till his father made him the
    confidant of a scheme which placed Fanny’s chance of seeing the second
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    12:19a
    "I haven't got any," began Jo, but stopped...
    "I haven't got any," began Jo, but stopped suddenly, remembering that she had
    "You know you have--you can't hide anything, so up and fess, or I won't tell," cried Laurie
    "Is your secret a nice one?"
    "Oh, isn't it! All about people you know, and such fun! You ought to hear it, and I've been aching to tell it this long time
    "You'll not say anything about it at home, will you?"
    "Not a word
    "And you won't tease me in private?"
    "I never teaseYou get everything you want out of peopleI don't know how you do it, but you are a born wheedler
    "Well, I've left two stories with a newspaperman, and he's to give his answer next week," whispered Jo, in her confidant's ear
    "Hurrah for Miss March, the celebrated American authoress!" cried Laurie, throwing up his hat and catching it again, to the great delight of two ducks, four cats, five hens, and half a dozen Irish children, for they were out of the city now"Hush! It deville watch won't come to anything, I dare say, but I couldn't rest till I had tried, and I said nothing about it because I didn't want anyone else to be disappointedWhy, Jo, your stories are works of Shakespeare compared to half the rubbish that is published every dayWon't it be fun to see them in print, and shan't we feel proud of our authoress?"
    Jo's eyes sparkled, for it is always pleasant to be believed in, and a friend's praise is always sweeter than a dozen newspaper puffs
    "Where's your secret? Play fair, Teddy, or I'll never believe you again," she said, trying to extinguish the brilliant hopes that blazed up at a word of encouragement
    "I may get into a scrape for telling, but I didn't promise not to, so I will, for I never feel easy in my mind till I've told you any plummy bit of news I getI know where Meg's glove is
    "Is that all? said Jo, looking disappointed, as Laurie nodded and twinkled with a face full of white prada bag mysterious intelligence
    "It's quite enough for the present, as you'll agree when I tell you where it is
    Laurie bent, and whispered three words in Jo's ear, which produced a comical changeShe stood and stared at him for a minute, looking both surprised and displeased, then walked on, saying sharply, "How do you know?"
    "Saw it
    "Where?'
    "Pocket
    "All this time?"
    "Yes, isn't that romantic?"
    "No, it's horrid
    "Don't you like it?"
    "Of course I don'tIt's ridiculous, it won't be allowedMy patience! What would Meg say?"
    "You are not to tell anyone
    "I didn't promise
    "That was understood, and I trusted you
    "Well, I won't for the present, anyway, but I'm disgusted, and wish you hadn't told me
    "I thought you'd be pleased
    "At the idea of anybody coming to take Meg away? No, thank you
    "You'll feel better about it when somebody comes to take you away
    "I'd like to see anyone try it," cried Jo fiercely
    "So should fendi replica spy bag I!" And Laurie chuckled at the idea
    "I don't think secrets agree with me, I feel rumpled up in my mind since you told me that," said Jo rather ungratefully
    "Race down this hill with me, and you'll be all right," suggested Laurie
    No one was in sight, the smooth road sloped invitingly before her, and finding the temptation irresistible, Jo darted away, soon leaving hat and comb behind her and scattering hairpins as she ranLaurie reached the goal first and was quite satisfied with the success of his treatment, for his Atalanta came panting up with flying hair, bright eyes, ruddy cheeks, and no signs of dissatisfaction in her face
    "I wish I was a horse, then I could run for miles in this splendid air, and not lose my breathIt was capital, but see what a guy it's made meGo, pick up my things, like a cherub, as you are," said Jo, dropping down under a maple tree, which was carpeting the bank with crimson leaves
    Laurie cartier tank watch leisurely departed to recover the lost property, and Jo bundled up her braids, hoping no one would pass by till she was tidy againBut someone did pass, and who should it be but Meg, looking particularly ladylike in her state and festival suit, for she had been making calls
    "What in the world are you doing here?" she asked, regarding her disheveled sister with well-bred surprise
    "Getting leaves," meekly answered Jo, sorting the rosy handful she had just swept up
    "And hairpins," added Laurie, throwing half a dozen into Jo's lap"They grow on this road, Meg, so do combs and brown straw hats
    "You have been running, JoHow could you? When will you stop such romping ways?" said Meg reprovingly, as she settled her cuffs and smoothed her hair, with which the wind had taken liberties
    "Never till I'm stiff and old and have to use a crutchDon't try to make me grow up before my time, MegIt's hard enough to have you change all of a miu miu clutch sudd

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