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Chapter 12
Theyhadnearlydonebreakfast,whenthesoundofacarriage,(almostthefirsttheyhadheardsinceenteringLyme)drewhalfthepartytothewindow.Itwasagentleman’scarriage,acurricle,butonlycomingroundfromthestable-yardtothefrontdoor;somebodymustbegoingaway.Itwasdrivenbyaservantinmourning.
ThewordcurriclemadeCharlesMusgrovejumpupthathemightcompareitwithhisown;theservantinmourningrousedAnne’scuriosity,andthewholesixwerecollectedtolook,bythetimetheownerofthecurriclewastobeseenissuingfromthedooramidstthebowsandcivilitiesofthehousehold,andtakinghisseat,todriveoff.
“Ah!”criedCaptainWentworth,instantly,andwithhalfaglanceatAnne,“itistheverymanwepassed.”
TheMissMusgrovesagreedtoit;andhavingallkindlywatchedhimasfarupthehillastheycould,theyreturnedtothebreakfasttable.Thewaitercameintotheroomsoonafterwards.
“Pray,”saidCaptainWentworth,immediately,“canyoutellusthenameofthegentlemanwhoisjustgoneaway?”
“Yes,Sir,aMrElliot,agentlemanoflargefortune,cameinlastnightfromSidmouth.Daresayyouheardthecarriage,sir,whileyouwereatdinner;andgoingonnowforCrewkherne,inhiswaytoBathandLondon.”
“Elliot!”Manyhadlookedoneachother,andmanyhadrepeatedthename,beforeallthishadbeengotthrough,evenbythesmartrapidityofawaiter.
