Менсфілд Парк

Chapter XLVII

           Butshehasalwaysdonejusticetoyou.’Hehasthrownaway,’saidshe,’suchawomanashewillneverseeagain.Shewouldhavefixedhim;shewouldhavemadehimhappyforever.’MydearestFanny,Iamgivingyou,Ihope,morepleasurethanpainbythisretrospectofwhatmighthavebeen—butwhatnevercanbenow.Youdonotwishmetobesilent?Ifyoudo,givemebutalook,aword,andIhavedone.”

           Nolookorwordwasgiven.

           “ThankGod,”saidhe.“Wewerealldisposedtowonder,butitseemstohavebeenthemercifulappointmentofProvidencethattheheartwhichknewnoguileshouldnotsuffer.Shespokeofyouwithhighpraiseandwarmaffection;yet,evenhere,therewasalloy,adashofevil;forinthemidstofitshecouldexclaim,’Whywouldnotshehavehim?Itisallherfault.Simplegirl!Ishallneverforgiveher.Hadsheacceptedhimassheought,theymightnowhavebeenonthepointofmarriage,andHenrywouldhavebeentoohappyandtoobusytowantanyotherobject.HewouldhavetakennopainstobeontermswithMrs.Rushworthagain.Itwouldhaveallendedinaregularstandingflirtation,inyearlymeetingsatSothertonandEveringham.’Couldyouhavebelieveditpossible?Butthecharmisbroken.Myeyesareopened.”

           “Cruel!”saidFanny,“quitecruel.Atsuchamomenttogivewaytogaiety,tospeakwithlightness,andtoyou!Absolutecruelty.”

           “Cruelty,doyoucallit?Wedifferthere.No,hersisnotacruelnature.Idonotconsiderherasmeaningtowoundmyfeelings.

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