Менсфілд Парк

Chapter II

           “Williamdidnotlikesheshouldcomeaway;hehadtoldherheshouldmissherverymuchindeed.”“ButWilliamwillwritetoyou,Idaresay.”“Yes,hehadpromisedhewould,buthehadtoldhertowritefirst.”“Andwhenshallyoudoit?”Shehungherheadandansweredhesitatingly,“shedidnotknow;shehadnotanypaper.”

           “Ifthatbeallyourdifficulty,Iwillfurnishyouwithpaperandeveryothermaterial,andyoumaywriteyourletterwheneveryouchoose.WoulditmakeyouhappytowritetoWilliam?”

           “Yes,very.”

           “Thenletitbedonenow.Comewithmeintothebreakfast-room,weshallfindeverythingthere,andbesureofhavingtheroomtoourselves.”

           “But,cousin,willitgotothepost?”

           “Yes,dependuponmeitshall:itshallgowiththeotherletters;and,asyourunclewillfrankit,itwillcostWilliamnothing.”

           “Myuncle!”repeatedFanny,withafrightenedlook.

           “Yes,whenyouhavewrittentheletter,Iwilltakeittomyfathertofrank.”

           Fannythoughtitaboldmeasure,butofferednofurtherresistance;andtheywenttogetherintothebreakfast-room,whereEdmundpreparedherpaper,andruledherlineswithallthegoodwillthatherbrothercouldhimselfhavefelt,andprobablywithsomewhatmoreexactness.Hecontinuedwithherthewholetimeofherwriting,toassistherwithhispenknifeorhisorthography,aseitherwerewanted;andaddedtotheseattentions,whichshefeltverymuch,akindnesstoherbrotherwhichdelightedherbeyondalltherest.HewrotewithhisownhandhislovetohiscousinWilliam,andsenthimhalfaguineaundertheseal.

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