Менсфілд Парк

Chapter XXIII

           Ihopeitisnottoofine;butIthoughtIoughttowearitassoonasIcould,andthatImightnothavesuchanotheropportunityallthewinter.Ihopeyoudonotthinkmetoofine.”

           “Awomancanneverbetoofinewhilesheisallinwhite.No,Iseenofineryaboutyou;nothingbutwhatisperfectlyproper.Yourgownseemsverypretty.Iliketheseglossyspots.HasnotMissCrawfordagownsomethingthesame?”

           InapproachingtheParsonagetheypassedclosebythestable-yardandcoach-house.

           “Heyday!”saidEdmund,“here’scompany,here’sacarriage!whohavetheygottomeetus?”Andlettingdowntheside-glasstodistinguish,“’TisCrawford’s,Crawford’sbarouche,Iprotest!Therearehisowntwomenpushingitbackintoitsoldquarters.Heishere,ofcourse.Thisisquiteasurprise,Fanny.Ishallbeverygladtoseehim.”

           Therewasnooccasion,therewasnotimeforFannytosayhowverydifferentlyshefelt;buttheideaofhavingsuchanothertoobserveherwasagreatincreaseofthetrepidationwithwhichsheperformedtheveryawfulceremonyofwalkingintothedrawing-room.

           Inthedrawing-roomMr.Crawfordcertainlywas,havingbeenjustlongenougharrivedtobereadyfordinner;andthesmilesandpleasedlooksofthethreeothersstandingroundhim,shewedhowwelcomewashissuddenresolutionofcomingtothemforafewdaysonleavingBath.

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