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@@@@@She knew so much already, that she
@@@@@She knew so much already, that she must
know everythingIt made the substance of one other confidential
discourse about Miss Crawford; and Fanny was the more affected
from feeling it to be the last time in which Miss Crawford’s name
would ever be mentioned between them with any remains of liberty
Once afterwards she was alluded to by himLady Bertram had
been telling her niece in the evening to write to her soon and often,
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and promising to be a good correspondent herself; and Edmund, at
a convenient moment, then added in a whisper, “And I shall write
to you, Fanny, when I have anything worth writing about, anything
to say that I think you will like to hear, and that you will not hear so
soon from any other quarter Had she doubted his meaning while
she listened, the glow in his face, when she looked up at him, would
have been decisive
For this letter she must try to arm herselfThat a letter from
Edmund should be a subject of terror! She began to feel that she
had not yet gone through all the changes of opinion and sentiment
which the progress of time and variation of circumstances occasion
in this world of changesThe vicissitudes of the human mind had
not yet been exhausted by her
Poor Fanny! though going as she did willingly and eagerly, the last
evening at Mansfield Park must still be wretchednessHer heart was
completely sad at partingShe had tears for every room in the house,
much more for every beloved inhabitantShe clung to her aunt,
because she would miss her; she kissed the hand of her uncle with
struggling sobs, because she had displeased him; and as for Edmund,
she could neither speak, nor look, nor think, when the last moment
came with him; and it was not till it was over that she knew he was
giving her the affectionate farewell of a brother
All this passed overnight, for the journey was to begin very early
in the morning; and when the small, diminished party met at breakfast,
William and Fanny were talked of as already advanced one
stage
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CHAPTER XXXVIII
THE NOVELTY OF TRAVELLING, and the happiness of being with William,
soon produced their natural effect on Fanny’s spirits, when
Mansfield Park was fairly left behind; and by the time their first
stage was ended, and they were to quit Sir Thomas’s carriage, she
was able to take leave of the old coachman, and send back proper
messages, with cheerful looks
Of pleasant talk between the brother and sister there was no end
Everything supplied an amusement to the high glee of William’s
mind, and he was full of frolic and joke in the intervals of their
higher-toned subjects, all of which ended, if they did not begin, in
praise of the Thrush, conjectures how she would be employed,
schemes for an action with some superior force, which (supposing
the first lieutenant out of the way, and William was not very merciful
to the first lieutenant) was to give himself the next step as soon
as possible, or speculations upon prize-money, which was to be generously
distributed at home, with only the reservation of enough to
make the little cottage comfortable, in which he and Fanny were to
pass all their middle and later life together
Fanny’s immediate concerns, as far as they involved MrCrawford,
made no part of their conversationWilliam knew what had passed,
and from his heart lamented that his sister’s feelings should be so
cold towards a man whom he must consider as the first of human
characters; but he was of an age to be all for love, and therefore
unable to blame; and knowing her wish on the subject, he would
not distress her by the slightest allusion
She had reason to suppose herself not yet forgotten by MrShe had heard repeatedly from his sister within the three
weeks which had passed since their leaving Mansfield, and in each
letter there had been a few lines from himself, warm and deter327
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mined like his speechesIt was a correspondence which Fanny found
quite as unpleasant as she had fearedMiss Crawford’s style of writing,
lively and affectionate, was itself an evil, independent of what
she was thus forced into reading from the brother’s pen, for Edmund
would never rest till she had read the chief of the letter to him; and
then she had to listen to his admiration of her language, and the
warmth of her attachmentsThere had, in fact, been so much of
message, of allusion, of recollection, so much of Mansfield in every
letter, that Fanny could not but suppose it meant for him to hear;
and to find herself forced into a purpose of that kind, compelled
into a correspondence which was bringing her the addresses of the
man she did not love, and obliging her to administer to the adverse
passion of the man she did, was cruelly mortifyingHere, too, her
present removal promised advantag |