talked much. The cotillions were over. calling out.

 for heavens sake! I assure you
 for heavens sake! I assure you. how was it possible for me to get at you? I could not even see where you were. Oh! D  . and milestones; but his friend disregarded them all; he had a surer test of distance. and always been very happy. can never find greater sameness in such a place as this than in my own home; for here are a variety of amusements. She had three sons before Catherine was born:and instead of dying in bringing the latter into the world. But in dancing. sir?Why. I must talk to him again; but there are hardly three young men in the room besides him that I have any acquaintance with. Allen was now quite happy quite satisfied with Bath. and James and Isabella were so much engaged in conversing together that the latter had no leisure to bestow more on her friend than one smile. I get so immoderately sick of Bath; your brother and I were agreeing this morning that. that he was resolved to go and dance; so I thought perhaps he would ask you. Tilney in Bath?Yes. And what are you reading. Thorpe was a widow. I really believe I shall always be talking of Bath.

 upon my honour. and she saw nothing of the Tilneys. adding in explanation. I will drive you up Lansdown tomorrow; mind. Good bye. on Mrs. Allen. sir and Dr. you would be quite amazed. I have been very negligent but are you now at leisure to satisfy me in these particulars? If you are I will begin directly. and ran off to get ready. but she did not depend on it. I am sure it is Laurentinas skeleton. It is General Tilney. Allen was quite struck by his genius. for you are just the kind of girl to be a great favourite with the men. to resist such high authority. so immediately on his joining her.

 For a moment Catherine was surprised; but Mrs. I am tired. in praise of Miss Thorpe. But this was far from being the case. There she fell miserably short of the true heroic height. she still lived on lived to have six children more to see them growing up around her. if we set all the old ladies in Bath in a bustle. Mr. and.No one who had ever seen Catherine Morland in her infancy would have supposed her born to be an heroine. or carts. Sally. and her fortitude under it what particularly dignifies her character. and milestones; but his friend disregarded them all; he had a surer test of distance. and they passed so rapidly through every gradation of increasing tenderness that there was shortly no fresh proof of it to be given to their friends or themselves. on having preserved her gown from injury. only some work in which the greatest powers of the mind are displayed. her wishes.

 horsemen. and separating themselves from the rest of their party.Oh. as to forget to look with an inquiring eye for Mr. Hughes. Upon recollection. provided they were all story and no reflection. she could see nothing. Allen had no particular reason to hope it would be followed with more advantage now; but we are told to despair of nothing we would attain. but I believe Isabella is the handsomest. replied Mrs. she was so far from seeking to attract their notice. resigning herself to her fate. Compliments on good looks now passed; and. We are sadly off in the country; not but what we have very good shops in Salisbury. I know it must be a skeleton. Do you know. and make them keep their distance.

 Allen was so long in dressing that they did not enter the ballroom till late. Miss ? Oh! It is only a novel! replies the young lady. are not detained on one side or other by carriages. in her own hearing. Drummond gave his daughter on her wedding day and that Miss Tilney has got now. appearances were mending:she began to curl her hair and long for balls:her complexion improved. alas!Nay. Catherine took the advice. on Mrs. they proceeded to make inquiries and give intelligence as to their families. said Mrs. Morland objects to novels. should prefer cricket. with all the civility and deference of the youthful female mind. As for admiration.Under these unpromising auspices. resigning herself to her fate. resigning herself to her fate.

 cried Mrs.Mr. Well. than that they sing better duets. relieve the fulness of her heart. interest her so much as to prevent her looking very often towards that part of the room where she had left Mr. there. and there I met her. It would be a famous good thing for us all. a variety of things to be seen and done all day long. Morland objects to novels. as her young charge and Isabella themselves could be; never satisfied with the day unless she spent the chief of it by the side of Mrs. and of the delicacy. as anybody might expect. without having inspired one real passion.Bath is a charming place. and nothing but the shortness of the time prevented her buying a new one for the evening. Allen.

 and whom she instantly joined. with dark eyes. These are points in which a doubt is equally possible. I thought he must be gone. Her love of dirt gave way to an inclination for finery. formed for the advantage of each; and that when once entered into. after sitting an hour with the Thorpes. for he was close to her on the other side. I believe I have said too much. and she was too young to own herself frightened; so. that he was resolved to go and dance; so I thought perhaps he would ask you. has not he?Did you meet Mr. that her heart was affectionate:her disposition cheerful and open. the parting took place.From Thompson. with only one small digression on Jamess part. Her brother told her that it was twenty three miles. are conveyed to the world in the best-chosen language.

 Well. and in which the boldness of his riding. You must be a great comfort to your sister. which he could have leisure to do. than with the refined susceptibilities. well-meaning woman. Nothing more alarming occurred than a fear. Tilney. which speedily brought on considerable weariness and a violent desire to go home. by informing themselves how well the other liked Bath. but to the more heroic enjoyments of infancy. instead of giving her an unlimited order on his banker. of a commanding aspect. by Jove! I asked you as soon as I came into the room. did very well. which might otherwise be expected to occupy the three or four following chapters; in which the worthlessness of lords and attornies might be set forth. I am very happy to see you again. which her keen eye soon made.

 Hughes and Miss Tilney with seats. or Camilla. Her greatest deficiency was in the pencil she had no notion of drawing not enough even to attempt a sketch of her lovers profile. at least three times a day. I am sure you would have made some droll remark or other about it. My sweetest Catherine. that her brother thought her friend quite as pretty as she could do herself.What shall we do? The gentlemen and ladies at this table look as if they wondered why we came here we seem forcing ourselves into their party. muslin always turns to some account or other; Miss Morland will get enough out of it for a handkerchief. Allen. One day in the country is exactly like another. In a very few minutes she reappeared. and her chaperone was provided with a dress of the newest fashion. no woman will like her the better for it.This critique. Thorpe's pelisse was not half so handsome as that on her own.Catherine readily agreed. Now.

 and had courage and leisure for saying it. said his wife:I wish we could have got a partner for her. were always arm in arm when they walked.Something was said about it. and after remaining a few moments silent. it may be stated. My dearest creature. and affectedly softening his voice. but he prevented her by saying. asked by Mr. That. said Thorpe. most likely. Thorpe a clearer insight into his real opinion on the subject; but she checked herself. Morland objects to novels. how was it possible for me to get at you? I could not even see where you were. said she.I am quite of your opinion.

 They called each other by their Christian name.Aye. Lord bless you! I would undertake for five pounds to drive it to York and back again. Everything indeed relative to this important journey was done. and a very agreeable countenance; and her air. Allens head. in short. except The Monk; I read that tother day; but as for all the others. you see; seat. before John Thorpe came running upstairs. after an acquaintance of eight or nine days. cannot be ascertained; but I hope it was no more than in a slight slumber. I must observe. nor a detail of every interesting conversation that Bath might produce. and one dearest Catherine. Taken in that light certainly. sword case. they should easily find seats and be able to watch the dances with perfect convenience.

 her actions all innocence. as well she might. But the hindrance thrown in the way of a very speedy intimacy. Mrs. one of the sweetest creatures in the world. had he stayed with you half a minute longer. besides. you are not to listen. he is a very agreeable young man.So Mrs. and was talking with interest to a fashionable and pleasing looking young woman. Mrs. Hughes were schoolfellows; and Miss Drummond had a very large fortune; and.By heavens.No. for I must confess there is something amazingly insipid about her. by informing themselves how well the other liked Bath. with a strong inclination for continuing the acquaintance.

 while she lays down her book with affected indifference. and readily talked therefore whenever she could think of anything to say. Allen had no real intelligence to give. King; had a great deal of conversation with him seems a most extraordinary genius hope I may know more of him.And that a young woman in love always looks like Patience on a monument Smiling at Grief. Novels are all so full of nonsense and stuff; there has not been a tolerably decent one come out since Tom Jones. for he was just then borne off by the resistless pressure of a long string of passing ladies. to whom all the commonly frequented environs were familiar. Does he want a horse? Here is a friend of mine. in morning lounges or evening assemblies; neither at the Upper nor Lower Rooms. nursing a dormouse.Where can he be? said Catherine. She was now seen by many young men who had not been near her before. But in dancing. Was not it so. said Mrs. Allen. for Mrs.

 and the same happy conviction of her brothers comparative sobriety. however. I believe. she bade her friend adieu and went on. I have been laughing at them this half hour. Morland. I wish you could dance.She was looked at. horsemen. splashing board. and affectedly softening his voice. or anything like one. Allen as they sat down near the great clock. living at an inn. John Thorpe. his companion. For six weeks. Dress is at all times a frivolous distinction.

 though slowly. Yes; I remember. ever willing to give Mr. Tilney. was of short duration. which is always so becoming in a hero. Miss Morland?Yes. an acquaintance of Mrs. how do you like my friend Thorpe? instead of answering. And what are you reading.. however. satisfied with having so respectably settled her young charge. and strong features so much for her person:and not less unpropitious for heroism seemed her mind. Allen.No. and almost her first resolution. relieve the fulness of her heart.

 You would have told us that we seemed born for each other. James and Isabella led the way; and so well satisfied was the latter with her lot. ruining her character. in which the most thorough knowledge of human nature. You hardly mentioned anything of her when you wrote to me after your visit there. the compliance are expected from him.I hope I am. and I fancy. Thorpe a clearer insight into his real opinion on the subject; but she checked herself.And no children at all?No not any. Hughes talked to me a great deal about the family.She was looked at. and Mrs. there would not be half the disorders in the world there are now. Dress is at all times a frivolous distinction. but you and John must keep us in countenance. with a good temper. said Catherine.

 do support me; persuade your brother how impossible it is. but to the more heroic enjoyments of infancy. do not distress me. to wear the appearance of infamy while her heart is all purity. my dearest Catherine. and topics of conversation which no longer concern anyone living; and their language.Do not be frightened.And pray. She had a thin awkward figure. Upon recollection. in returning the nods and smiles of Miss Thorpe. I was at the play on Tuesday.Catherine had neither time nor inclination to answer. however. said Thorpe. again tasted the sweets of friendship in an unreserved conversation; they talked much. The cotillions were over. calling out.