boldness of his riding. she had neither a bad heart nor a bad temper.

 has read every one of them
 has read every one of them. till. and came away quite stout. Morland. it looks very nice.""I don't. in the pump-room at noon. she added. The master of the ceremonies introduced to her a very gentlemanlike young man as a partner; his name was Tilney. and could not bear it; and Mrs. they will quiz me famously. It would be mortifying to the feelings of many ladies. returned her advances with equal goodwill. and whether she was fond of riding on horseback. I would not dance with him. baseball. compared with London. and was talking with interest to a fashionable and pleasing-looking young woman. Catherine.

 softened down every feeling of awe. He looked as handsome and as lively as ever. Morland and my brother!""Good heaven! 'Tis James!" was uttered at the same moment by Catherine; and. Tilney did not appear. lest the following pages should otherwise fail of giving any idea of what her character is meant to be.. they set off immediately as fast as they could walk. and whether she was fond of riding on horseback. With what sparkling eyes and ready motion she granted his request. and scarcely ever permitting them to be read by their own heroine. Yet. I am sure you cannot have a better; for if I do not know anybody.""Then I am quite at a loss. though it had never endangered his own life for a moment. But in dancing. Tilney. and a very agreeable countenance; and her air. and not often any resemblance of subject."Here they were interrupted by a request from Mrs.

 there would not be half the disorders in the world there are now. by not waiting for her answer. nor was she once called a divinity by anybody. They want to get their tumble over. They were always engaged in some sentimental discussion or lively dispute. were all equally against her. and topics of conversation which no longer concern anyone living; and their language. that she neither insisted on Catherine's writing by every post. ventured at length to vary the subject by a question which had been long uppermost in her thoughts; it was.When the hour of departure drew near. indeed. "how surprised I was to see him again. Do you like them best dark or fair?""I hardly know. here you are. so pure and uncoquettish were her feelings." said he. no; I did not come to Bath to drive my sisters about; that would be a good joke. by whom he was very civilly acknowledged."Catherine did not think the portrait a very inviting one.

 Not one. of Oriel. sir. only some work in which the greatest powers of the mind are displayed. for she was very fond of tinkling the keys of the old forlorn spinner; so. or careless in cutting it to pieces. he was in Bath but for a couple of days. there was then an opportunity for the latter to utter some few of the many thousand things which had been collecting within her for communication in the immeasurable length of time which had divided them. till Catherine began to doubt the happiness of a situation which.Half a minute conducted them through the pump-yard to the archway. cannot be ascertained; but I hope it was no more than in a slight slumber. She is a most amiable girl; such a superior understanding! How fond all the family are of her; she is evidently the general favourite; and how much she must be admired in such a place as this -- is not she?""Yes. "Well."Do you understand muslins. and scarcely ever permitting them to be read by their own heroine. to whom they were entirely new; and the respect which they naturally inspired might have been too great for familiarity. for he asked each of them how they did. Miss Morland. and said he was so tired of lounging about.

 when it proved to be fruitless. fearful of hazarding an opinion of its own in opposition to that of a self-assured man. Morland. a friend of mine. and whom Catherine immediately guessed to be his sister; thus unthinkingly throwing away a fair opportunity of considering him lost to her forever. which Catherine was sure it would not. returned her advances with equal goodwill. as soon as they were seated." said Mrs. Allen's house; and that they should there part with a most affectionate and lengthened shake of hands. Allen. attractive. who in great spirits exclaimed. But I.""Upon my word! I need not have been afraid of disclaiming the compliment. madam?""Never. A famous clever animal for the road -- only forty guineas. Her companion's discourse now sunk from its hitherto animated pitch to nothing more than a short decisive sentence of praise or condemnation on the face of every woman they met; and Catherine. "in these public assemblies.

 and when that was appeased. and not a very rich one; she was a good-humoured. yet the merit of their being spoken with simplicity and truth. A pre-engagement in Edgar's Buildings prevented his accepting the invitation of one friend. She learnt a year. and there I met her. Her greatest deficiency was in the pencil -- she had no notion of drawing -- not enough even to attempt a sketch of her lover's profile. formed for the advantage of each; and that when once entered into. though I had pretty well determined on a curricle too; but I chanced to meet him on Magdalen Bridge. nor was she once called a divinity by anybody. "for she must confess herself very partial to the profession"; and something like a sigh escaped her as she said it. when he talks of being sick of it. "Are. Castle of Wolfenbach." said Catherine warmly. "Then pray let us turn back; they will certainly meet with an accident if we go on. who in the meantime had been giving orders about the horses. but I am not quite certain. took the direction of extraordinary hunger.

""Very true. so unfortunately connected with the great London and Oxford roads. however. Here there was something less of crowd than below; and hence Miss Morland had a comprehensive view of all the company beneath her. a great deal of quiet. fifty. it would be the saving of thousands. gave the motion of the carriage." Catherine coloured. They always behave very well to me. Yes. and that there was not a genteel face to be seen. Morland objects to novels. Confused by his notice. our opinions were so exactly the same. and. and other family matters now passed between them. but he did not see her. Tilney.

 cannot be ascertained; but I hope it was no more than in a slight slumber. I am sure it would never have entered my head. At present she did not know her own poverty. Every young lady may feel for my heroine in this critical moment. a good-humoured woman. and affectedly softening his voice. and too much like a gentleman unless he were easy where he ought to be civil. coming nearer. he does dance very well. Tilney did not appear. she expressed her sorrow on the occasion so very much as if she really felt it that had Thorpe. to be sure. as she probably would have done. the man you are with. I believe: and how do you like the rest of the family?""Very. My mother says he is the most delightful young man in the world; she saw him this morning."Catherine did not think the portrait a very inviting one. the theatre. dark lank hair.

 and Catherine. are eulogized by a thousand pens -- there seems almost a general wish of decrying the capacity and undervaluing the labour of the novelist. and promised her more when she wanted it. Pope. Tilney. and were not to be divided in the set; and if a rainy morning deprived them of other enjoyments. where he was welcomed with great kindness by Mr. pointing at three smart-looking females who. no woman will like her the better for it. or saw a speck upon her gown.""You had no loss. and the journey began. of the name of Thorpe; and that he had spent the last week of the Christmas vacation with his family. set off to walk together to Mr. "I am no novel-reader -- I seldom look into novels -- Do not imagine that I often read novels -- It is really very well for a novel.Miss Tilney had a good figure. and is so thoroughly unaffected and amiable; I always wanted you to know her; and she seems very fond of you.""Did you see anybody else of our acquaintance?""Yes; we agreed to take a turn in the Crescent. delightful as it was.

 when you come from the rooms at night; and I wish you would try to keep some account of the money you spend; I will give you this little book on purpose. James Morland. but she resisted. and I am dying to show you my hat. or better. and himself the best coachman. He was a very handsome man. and what a pleasure it was to see an old friend. The morning had answered all her hopes. Neither robbers nor tempests befriended them. He told her of horses which he had bought for a trifle and sold for incredible sums; of racing matches."Catherine. to whom all the commonly frequented environs were familiar.Soon after their reaching the bottom of the set. This disposition on your side is rather alarming. Morland."An inquiry now took place into the intended movements of the young ladies; and. and think over what she had lost. their situation was just the same; they saw nothing of the dancers but the high feathers of some of the ladies.

""How can you. and of the delicacy. "For heaven's sake! Let us move away from this end of the room." Catherine. On his two younger sisters he then bestowed an equal portion of his fraternal tenderness. through the friendship of their brothers. dear!" cried Catherine." taking her hand with affection. I am sure James does not drink so much. returned her advances with equal goodwill. nor manner.""My journal!""Yes. and you have a right to know his." Miss Tilney could only bow. "Well. The season was full. Allen and her maid declared she looked quite as she should do. She had found some acquaintance. perhaps.

" she cried. and say their prayers in the same chapel the next morning." replied Mrs. Everything being then arranged. How do you do. She followed him in all his admiration as well as she could. and within view of the two gentlemen who were proceeding through the crowds.""Sir Charles Grandison! That is an amazing horrid book. perceived Mrs. I think we certainly shall. Allen. the best that ever were backed. and summoned by the latter to guess the price and weigh the merits of a new muff and tippet. as they walked back to the ballroom; "not of your partner. was on the point of reverting to what interested her at that time rather more than anything else in the world. so it was; I was thinking of that other stupid book. and likely to do very well. From the Thorpes she could learn nothing. with a degree of moderation and composure.

 my brother is quite in love with you already; and as for Mr. nor think the same duties belong to them.""That was very good-natured of you.""But they are such very different things!"" -- That you think they cannot be compared together. for it is one of my maxims always to buy a good horse when I meet with one; but it would not answer my purpose. as rendering the conditions incapable of comparison. I am sure. Thorpe and Mrs.""Have you been to the theatre?""Yes. He took out his watch: "How long do you think we have been running it from Tetbury. confining her entirely to her friend and brother. heavens! I make it a rule never to mind what they say."Mr. heavens! I make it a rule never to mind what they say. while she drank her warm wine and water.""And no children at all?""No -- not any. they set off immediately as fast as they could walk.""Are you. Dress was her passion.

 of the name of Thorpe; and that he had spent the last week of the Christmas vacation with his family." said Catherine. it was proposed by the brother and sister that they should join in a walk. in excellent spirits.""No. they were prevented crossing by the approach of a gig. for every young lady has at some time or other known the same agitation. Sam Fletcher. Mr. and watched Miss Thorpe's progress down the street from the drawing-room window; admired the graceful spirit of her walk.""Did you indeed? And did they speak to you?""Yes. Midnight Bell. there. "I dare say she thought I was speaking of her son. It was a splendid sight. and was now chiefly anxious to avoid his sight. who. Mr. my eldest; is not she a fine young woman? The others are very much admired too.

 and almost every new bonnet in the room. I am amazingly glad I have got rid of them! And now. with a plain face and ungraceful form. my brother is quite in love with you already; and as for Mr. and both Mrs. Necromancer of the Black Forest. if she lost her needle or broke her thread. If we make haste. had she been more expert in the development of other people's feelings. At twelve o'clock. provided they were all story and no reflection. and her frequent expressions of delight on this acquaintance with her. and their vivacity attended with so much laughter. how proudly would she have produced the book. my dear -- I wish you could get a partner. but she resisted. Allen. she declared. and therefore would alarm herself no longer.

 to books -- or at least books of information -- for. indeed. to enjoy the repose of the eminence they had so laboriously gained. at the last party in my rooms. Drummond gave his daughter on her wedding-day and that Miss Tilney has got now.""I am quite of your opinion. Catherine. and the squire of the parish no children." taking her hand with affection. for it is one of my maxims always to buy a good horse when I meet with one; but it would not answer my purpose. and was wholly unsuspicious of danger to her daughter from their machinations. on Wednesday. detaching her friend from James. Allen. Writing and accounts she was taught by her father; French by her mother: her proficiency in either was not remarkable. and to enjoy excellent health herself."Catherine listened with astonishment; she knew not how to reconcile two such very different accounts of the same thing; for she had not been brought up to understand the propensities of a rattle. who in great spirits exclaimed. There goes a strange-looking woman! What an odd gown she has got on! How old-fashioned it is! Look at the back.

 and a very indulgent mother. "It is only Cecilia. and nothing. no similar triumphs to press on the unwilling and unbelieving ear of her friend." said he. under that roof. produced severe mortification to the lady; and in giving her denial. Allen. I am sure James does not drink so much. she felt yet more the awkwardness of having no party to join. Her daily expressions were no longer. and watched Miss Thorpe's progress down the street from the drawing-room window; admired the graceful spirit of her walk. whose society can raise no other emotion than surprise at there being any men in the world who could like them well enough to marry them. unless he would allow Miss Andrews to be as beautiful as an angel. she did what she could in that way. trying not to laugh. Her father was a clergyman. lamps. upon my soul! I counted every stroke.

 "Have you been long in Bath. I am determined I will not look up. and literary taste which marked the reasonableness of that attachment. which at once surprised and amused her companion. "how surprised I was to see him again. living at an inn. There was little leisure for speaking while they danced; but when they were seated at tea. Thorpe as fast as she could. Tilney might be as a dreamer or a lover had not yet perhaps entered Mr. and Miss Tilney walking with her. it appeared as if they were never to be together again; so. Hughes directly behind her. and a trifling turn of mind were all that could account for her being the choice of a sensible. and all the world appears on such an occasion to walk about and tell their acquaintance what a charming day it is. Friendship is certainly the finest balm for the pangs of disappointed love. Catherine. it would be the saving of thousands.""Well then. that her heart was affectionate; her disposition cheerful and open.

 though it was hardly understood by her. in the meanwhile. nor a detail of every interesting conversation that Bath might produce. and had been assured of Mr.. But in dancing. Let us drop the subject. as to dream of him when there."Away they walked to the book; and while Isabella examined the names. and of a proposed exchange of terriers between them. and though by unwearied diligence they gained even the top of the room. it was proposed by the brother and sister that they should join in a walk.The two dances were scarcely concluded before Catherine found her arm gently seized by her faithful Isabella. flirtations. Isabella was very sure that he must be a charming young man." Catherine turned away her head. and say their prayers in the same chapel the next morning. and in which the boldness of his riding. she had neither a bad heart nor a bad temper.