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Chapter 17

           Abride,youknow,mustappearlikeabride,butmynaturaltasteisallforsimplicity;asimplestyleofdressissoinfinitelypreferabletofinery.ButIamquiteintheminority,Ibelieve;fewpeopleseemtovaluesimplicityofdress—showandfineryareeverything.Ihavesomenotionofputtingsuchatrimmingasthistomywhiteandsilverpoplin.Doyouthinkitwilllookwell?"

           Thewholepartywerebutjustreassembledinthedrawing-roomwhenMr.Westonmadehisappearanceamongthem.Hehadreturnedtoalatedinner,andwalkedtoHartfieldassoonasitwasover.Hehadbeentoomuchexpectedbythebestjudges,forsurprize—buttherewasgreatjoy.Mr.Woodhousewasalmostasgladtoseehimnow,ashewouldhavebeensorrytoseehimbefore.JohnKnightleyonlywasinmuteastonishment.—ThatamanwhomighthavespenthiseveningquietlyathomeafteradayofbusinessinLondon,shouldsetoffagain,andwalkhalfamiletoanotherman’shouse,forthesakeofbeinginmixedcompanytillbed-time,offinishinghisdayintheeffortsofcivilityandthenoiseofnumbers,wasacircumstancetostrikehimdeeply.

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