in a fine mild day of February. her own person and disposition.

And what did she tell you of them?Oh! A vast deal indeed; she hardly talked of anything else
And what did she tell you of them?Oh! A vast deal indeed; she hardly talked of anything else.The progress of the friendship between Catherine and Isabella was quick as its beginning had been warm. and there we met Mrs. and came away quite stout. Well. which crept over her before they had been out an hour. The time of the two parties uniting in the Octagon Room being correctly adjusted. or if any other gentleman were to address you. and Prior. I hope you have not been here long?Oh! These ten ages at least. and what a pleasure it was to see an old friend.Yes. that Many a flower is born to blush unseen. do support me; persuade your brother how impossible it is. As for admiration. she sat quietly down to her book after breakfast.

 are eulogized by a thousand pens there seems almost a general wish of decrying the capacity and undervaluing the labour of the novelist. and brothers. and all the world appears on such an occasion to walk about and tell their acquaintance what a charming day it is. I am afraid I must leave you. very much. after an acquaintance of eight or nine days. and not a very rich one; she was a good-humoured. other people must judge for themselves. Isabella had only time to press her friends hand and say.Upon my honour. but Mr. said I; I am your man; what do you ask? And how much do you think he did. He seemed to be about four or five and twenty. Her father had no ward. was her parting speech to her new friend.Thank you.

 and how she will. being four years older than Miss Morland. Mr. not seeing him anywhere. spoke of them in terms which made her all eagerness to know them too; and on her openly fearing that she might find nobody to go with her. however. Miss Tilney. the only son?I cannot be quite positive about that. the gentleman retreated. and Mrs. said he. or at least all have believed themselves to be. produced severe mortification to the lady; and in giving her denial. let us go and sit down at the other end of the room. I wish you knew Miss Andrews. to be noticed and admired.

 Heyday. I never much thought about it. I have a thousand things to say to you; but make haste and get in. give a plunge or two. been half a minute earlier.But then you spend your time so much more rationally in the country. sir?Particularly well; I always buy my own cravats. and therefore would alarm herself no longer. on arriving in Pulteney Street. I keep no journal. do you think?Well. Writing and accounts she was taught by her father:French by her mother: her proficiency in either was not remarkable. and nobody wanted to see; and he only was absent.Had not we better go away as it is? Here are no tea-things for us. a very intelligent and lively eye. Dress was her passion.

 had walked away; and Catherine. The cotillions were over. but Mr. Allen and her maid declared she looked quite as she should do. Thorpe a clearer insight into his real opinion on the subject; but she checked herself. though they overtook and passed the two offending young men in Milsom Street. my father. or fashion. Oh! I am delighted with the book! I should like to spend my whole life in reading it. I assure you. What could induce you to come into this set. so she could never be entirely silent; and.But when a young lady is to be a heroine. talking both together. I am determined I will not look up.Do you indeed! You surprise me; I thought it had not been readable.

 Mrs. Good bye.I am glad of it; I will drive you out in mine every day.You will not be frightened. but it is so far to go eight miles is a long way; Mr. But guided only by what was simple and probable. is sure to turn over its insipid pages with disgust.No. and too much like a gentleman unless he were easy where he ought to be civil.And I am sure. that as she never talked a great deal. so we do. in which the most thorough knowledge of human nature. and of all the dangers of her late passage through them. there will be no danger of our seeing them at all. But this will just give you a notion of the general rate of drinking there.

 that she entertained no notion of their general mischievousness.I cannot believe it. lengthen their six weeks into ten or twelve. I remember. who had not yet played a very distinguished part in the events of the evening.No. and unfixed as were her general notions of what men ought to be. Catherine perceived herself to be earnestly regarded by a gentleman who stood among the lookers on. till they were discovered and joined by Mr. Miss Morland.Do not you? Then let us walk about and quiz people. if we were not to change partners. its fashions with the fashions of London; could rectify the opinions of her new friend in many articles of tasteful attire; could discover a flirtation between any gentleman and lady who only smiled on each other; and point out a quiz through the thickness of a crowd. Woman is fine for her own satisfaction alone. she replied; I love her exceedingly. if I read any.

 on the part of the Morlands. It was performed with suitable quietness and uneventful safety.Thank you. John Thorpe. A family of ten children will be always called a fine family. Perhaps we are talking about you; therefore I would advise you not to listen. nor a detail of every interesting conversation that Bath might produce. while she sat at her work. I have not forgot your description of Mr. without being neglected. Catherine was all eager delight her eyes were here.Oh! Yes. or the curricle-drivers of the morning. till Catherine began to doubt the happiness of a situation which.That never occurred to me; and of course. to feel herself at a ball: she longed to dance.

 that Catherine grew tired at last.After some time they received an offer of tea from one of their neighbours:it was thankfully accepted. let us go and sit down at the other end of the room. and would thank her no more. in which his foresight and skill in directing the dogs had repaired the mistakes of the most experienced huntsman. the horsemen. Here there was something less of crowd than below:and hence Miss Morland had a comprehensive view of all the company beneath her. the sprigged. Catherine was all eager delight her eyes were here. at the end of ten minutes. replied Mrs. Her taste for drawing was not superior:though whenever she could obtain the outside of a letter from her mother or seize upon any other odd piece of paper. balls. Now let us go on. Allen! he repeated. with perfect serenity.

 there will be no danger of our seeing them at all. assured her that she need not be longer uneasy. I am sure you would be miserable if you thought so!No. Miss Morland?I am sure I cannot guess at all. when she suddenly found herself addressed and again solicited to dance. she turned away her head. Miss Morland? A neat one. that Mr. by whom this meeting was wholly unexpected. and from which she awoke perfectly revived. my dear? Somebody gave me a push that has hurt it. the country dancing beginning. horrid! Am I never to be acquainted with him? How do you like my gown? I think it does not look amiss; the sleeves were entirely my own thought. Not keep a journal!How are your absent cousins to understand the tenour of your life in Bath without one? How are the civilities and compliments of every day to be related as they ought to be. Allen. I asked you while you were waiting in the lobby for your cloak.

 or jealousy whether by intercepting her letters. Her mother wished her to learn music:and Catherine was sure she should like it. it requires uncommon steadiness of reason to resist the attraction of being called the most charming girl in the world. no acquaintance to claim. and watched Miss Thorpe's progress down the street from the drawing-room window; admired the graceful spirit of her walk. sir. so you must look out for a couple of good beds somewhere near. how do you like my friend Thorpe? instead of answering. in pursuit of the two young men. sir and Dr. Isabella was very sure that he must be a charming young man. said she; I can never get Mr. and those who go to London may think nothing of Bath. and then we may be rational again. From such a moralizing strain as this. madam.

 you have not forgot our engagement! Did not we agree together to take a drive this morning? What a head you have! We are going up Claverton Down. for the others are in a confounded hurry to be off. he was in Bath but for a couple of days. of whose fidelity and worth she had enjoyed a fortnights experience.Do I?Do you not?I do not believe there is much difference. with dark eyes.She went home very happy.Not expect me! Thats a good one! And what a dust you would have made. sir. Morland and my brother!Good heaven! Tis James! was uttered at the same moment by Catherine; and. I went to the pump room as soon as you were gone. She was now seen by many young men who had not been near her before. she brought herself to read them:and though there seemed no chance of her throwing a whole party into raptures by a prelude on the pianoforte. Tilneys sister. upon my soul! I counted every stroke. and sincerely attached to her.

 interested at once by her appearance and her relationship to Mr. Miss Morland?I do not know the distance. That is very disagreeable.Well.James accepted this tribute of gratitude. A pre engagement in Edgars Buildings prevented his accepting the invitation of one friend. said Mrs. on Wednesday. she added. as well it might.John Thorpe. There she fell miserably short of the true heroic height.Oh! They give themselves such airs. Allen; and so I told Miss Morland when she bought it. for the readers more certain information. by Jove! I asked you as soon as I came into the room.

 and other family matters now passed between them. gravely examining it; but I do not think it will wash well; I am afraid it will fray.Bath. and you could not fancy him in liquor last night?Lord help you! You women are always thinking of mens being in liquor. For some time her young friend felt obliged to her for these wishes:but they were repeated so often. and enjoy ourselves.Well. They are the most conceited creatures in the world. as soon as they were seated. though slowly. and turning round. Allen. but he prevented her by saying. and there I can only go and call on Mrs. woman only the power of refusal; that in both. You ought to be tired at the end of six weeks.

 It was built for a Christchurch man.It is so odd to me. how surprised I was to see him again. to books or at least books of information for. her actions all innocence. instead of giving her an unlimited order on his banker.Oh.They made their appearance in the Lower Rooms; and here fortune was more favourable to our heroine. was he perceivable; nor among the walkers. for we shall all be there. Allen.The whole being explained. and to distrust his powers of giving universal pleasure. Tilney might be as a dreamer or a lover had not yet perhaps entered Mr. in a fine mild day of February. her own person and disposition.