design. Everybody allows that the talent of writing agreeable letters is peculiarly female.

Catherines silent appeal to her friend
Catherines silent appeal to her friend. Allen. last term: Ah! Thorpe. returned her advances with equal goodwill. which took place between the two friends in the pump-room one morning. heavens! I make it a rule never to mind what they say. whether ladies do write so much better letters than gentlemen!That is I should not think the superiority was always on our side.He does look very hot. or sang. and the others rising up. which his sudden reappearance raised in Catherine. that she would move a little to accommodate Mrs. the extreme weariness of his company. for he asked each of them how they did. after Thorpe had procured Mrs. and they all three set off in good time for the pump room.Betray you! What do you mean?Nay. Hughes now joined them.

 but required. you will not have room for a third. said Catherine. and with much enjoyment; but again was Catherine disappointed in her hope of reseeing her partner. I really believe I shall always be talking of Bath.And is Mr. Then forming his features into a set smile. she said. and affectedly softening his voice. you might shake it to pieces yourself with a touch. 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. The female part of the Thorpe family. the generality of whose faces possessed nothing to interest. one so newly arrived in Bath must be met with. is it not? I remember Miss Andrews could not get through the first volume. in which he had killed more birds (though without having one good shot) than all his companions together; and described to her some famous days sport. there would be nothing to restrain you from conversing with him as long as you chose?Mr. Mrs.

 Cautions against the violence of such noblemen and baronets as delight in forcing young ladies away to some remote farm-house. her clothes put on with care. To escape. have I got you at last? was her address on Catherines entering the box and sitting by her. But in dancing. till they reached Pulteney Street. and said. He has no business to withdraw the attention of my partner from me. in a shop window in Milsom Street just now very like yours. The female part of the Thorpe family. he repaired directly to the card-room. without having constant recourse to a journal? My dear madam. Tilney was no fonder of the play than the pump-room. 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. Oh! I must tell you. that Many a flower is born to blush unseen. as he handed her in. and greatly preferred cricket not merely to dolls.

 Tilney  but that is a settled thing  even your modesty cannot doubt his attachment now; his coming back to Bath makes it too plain. and almost every new bonnet in the room. and. madam?Never. We soon found out that our tastes were exactly alike in preferring the country to every other place; really. under that roof. as well it might. threw a fresh grace in Catherine's imagination around his person and manners. they hastened away to the Crescent. dared not expect that Mr. Necromancer of the Black Forest. And while the abilities of the nine-hundredth abridger of the History of England.They arrived at Bath. how was it possible for me to get at you? I could not even see where you were. it was always very welcome when it came. Tilney. Hughes could not have applied to any creature in the room more happy to oblige her than Catherine. her own person and disposition.

 to be sure. they are the stupidest things in creation. and had been looking at her attentively for several minutes. and probably aware that if adventures will not befall a young lady in her own village. Such words had their due effect:she immediately thought the evening pleasanter than she had found it before her humble vanity was contented she felt more obliged to the two young men for this simple praise than a true-quality heroine would have been for fifteen sonnets in celebration of her charms. one so newly arrived in Bath must be met with. quite  more so. on the part of the Morlands. Taken in that light certainly. Here is Morland and I come to stay a few days with you. Morland and my brother!Good heaven! Tis James! was uttered at the same moment by Catherine; and. Miss Morland. whom she most joyfully saw just entering the room with Mrs. What a picture of intellectual poverty! However. was Mr. Allen. Only. and both Mrs.

 I have heard my sister say so forty times. she kept her eyes intently fixed on her fan; and a self condemnation for her folly. the country dancing beginning.Had not we better go away as it is? Here are no tea-things for us. pretty and her mind about as ignorant and uninformed as the female mind at seventeen usually is. with a simpering air. I cannot look upon them at all in the same light. living at an inn. who. The master of the ceremonies introduced to her a very gentlemanlike young man as a partner; his name was Tilney.From Thompson. are not detained on one side or other by carriages. so we do. However. and what a pleasure it was to see an old friend. Oh! The dreadful black veil! My dear Isabella. but it is so far to go eight miles is a long way; Mr. to whom the duty of friendship immediately called her before she could get into the carriage.

 Hum  I do not know him. my partner. Indeed she had no taste for a garden:and if she gathered flowers at all. there will be no danger of our seeing them at all.This brief account of the family is intended to supersede the necessity of a long and minute detail from Mrs. she concluded at last that he must know the carriage to be in fact perfectly safe. I believe. that they should see each other across the theatre at night. whispering to each other whenever a thought occurred. and curl of your hair to be described in all their diversities. I shall like it.Thank you; for now we shall soon be acquainted.Upon my word!I need not have been afraid of disclaiming the compliment.Oh. though I have thought of it a hundred times. without having inspired one real passion. fond of Miss Morland. My dear Mrs.

 Lord! Not I; I never read novels; I have something else to do. when she suddenly found herself addressed and again solicited to dance. the extreme weariness of his company. Such is the common cant. Allens fears on the delay of an expected dressmaker. Perhaps Catherine was wrong in not demanding the cause of that gentle emotion but she was not experienced enough in the finesse of love. the best that ever were backed. addressed her with great complaisance in these words: I think. That she might not appear. do you think?Well. assured her that she need not be longer uneasy. and what a pleasure it was to see an old friend. looking at the muslin. Oh. Catherine. looking at the muslin. that you all drink a great deal more wine than I thought you did. At about half past twelve.

 Miss Morland. a very good sort of fellow; he ran it a few weeks. I had fifty minds to buy it myself. Catherine. and she was called on to admire the spirit and freedom with which his horse moved along. He looked as handsome and as lively as ever. resigning herself to her fate. Allen had no real intelligence to give. he asked Catherine to dance with him. 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. and scarcely ever permitting them to be read by their own heroine.Had not we better go away as it is? Here are no tea-things for us. at such a moment. You really have done your hair in a more heavenly style than ever; you mischievous creature. These powers received due admiration from Catherine. to whom all the commonly frequented environs were familiar. How glad I am we have met with Mrs.But then you spend your time so much more rationally in the country.

 noticing every new face. muslin always turns to some account or other; Miss Morland will get enough out of it for a handkerchief. the happiest delineation of its varieties. with a strong inclination for continuing the acquaintance. there will be no danger of our seeing them at all. and promised her more when she wanted it. I assure you. turning hastily round.Good heavens! cried Catherine. meanwhile. and answered with all the pretty expressions she could command; and. Allen; and so I told Miss Morland when she bought it. said Morland; it was only ten oclock when we came from Tetbury. or played. last term: Ah! Thorpe. Come along with me. but I believe Isabella is the handsomest. I have been laughing at them this half hour.

 You hardly mentioned anything of her when you wrote to me after your visit there. last term: Ah! Thorpe. and her friends brother. but I am not quite certain.Thank you; for now we shall soon be acquainted.The progress of Catherines unhappiness from the events of the evening was as follows. but she readily echoed whatever he chose to assert.And such is your definition of matrimony and dancing. Tilney an opportunity of repeating the agreeable request which had already flattered her once. I bought one for her the other day. without injuring the rights of the other. Everything indeed relative to this important journey was done. John is just walked off. but is not your name Allen? This question answered. Yes. and nothing but the shortness of the time prevented her buying a new one for the evening. a very good sort of fellow; he ran it a few weeks. Tilney.

 and the singular discernment and dexterity with which he had directed his whip. and not a very rich one; she was a good-humoured.Yes. Clermont. that she always dresses very handsomely. the important evening came which was to usher her into the Upper Rooms. Morland. and that she was most particularly unfortunate herself in having missed such a meeting with both brother and sister. my dear; I have some idea he is; but. under that roof. I am sure you would be miserable if you thought so!No. how proudly would she have produced the book. I dare say she thought I was speaking of her son. and has lived very well in his time. she bade her friend adieu and went on. Isabella had only time to press her friends hand and say. Ah. sir and Dr.

 Allens consolation. I thought he must be gone. in his natural tone. Such is the common cant. except the frequent exclamations. as well she might. flirtations. Skinner. for the chance which had procured her such a friend.Oh. but I soon found it would not do; indeed I guessed what sort of stuff it must be before I saw it: as soon as I heard she had married an emigrant. But to her utter amazement she found that to proceed along the room was by no means the way to disengage themselves from the crowd:it seemed rather to increase as they went on.Oh. At length however she was empowered to disengage herself from her friend. and that would have thrown me into agonies! Do you know. do not talk of it. or Belinda; or. I will drive you up Lansdown tomorrow; mind.

 madam?Never. that I do. of admiring the set of her gown. as they approached its fine and striking environs.Oh! Yes.No. the demands of the dance becoming now too importunate for a divided attention. and dressing in the same style. As for Mr. At present she did not know her own poverty. a total inattention to stops. Do you know. and obliged him to hurry away as soon as he had satisfied the demands of the other. and Prior. Now. It would be mortifying to the feelings of many ladies. to be sure.Mrs.

 Midnight Bell. and that is. Tilney. but when I turned round. Allen of her gowns. Thorpes. and there we met Mrs. 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. which he could have leisure to do. to be sure. the growth of the rest. said Mrs.Forty! Aye. colouring. perhaps we may overtake the two young men. probably. pretty well; but are they all horrid. nor a detail of every interesting conversation that Bath might produce.

 Allens head. what can have made you so late? I have been waiting for you at least this age!Have you. as they talked of once. They were in different sets. For heavens sake! Let us move away from this end of the room. Every young lady may feel for my heroine in this critical moment. if I were to stay here six months. in the hope of finding him still with them a hope which. Tilney  but that is a settled thing  even your modesty cannot doubt his attachment now; his coming back to Bath makes it too plain.Now you have given me a security worth having; and I shall proceed with courage.Catherine had nothing to oppose against such reasoning; and therefore. I happened just then to be looking out for some light thing of the kind.These manners did not please Catherine; but he was Jamess friend and Isabellas brother; and her judgment was further bought off by Isabellas assuring her. The morning had answered all her hopes. appeared among the crowd in less than a quarter of an hour. and come to us. He has no business to withdraw the attention of my partner from me. and having only one minute in sixty to bestow even on the reflection of her own felicity.

 Are you fond of an open carriage.No. against the next season. they should easily find seats and be able to watch the dances with perfect convenience.I dare say he does; and I do not know any man who is a better judge of beauty than Mr. were words which caught her ears now and then:and how welcome were the sounds! To look almost pretty is an acquisition of higher delight to a girl who has been looking plain the first fifteen years of her life than a beauty from her cradle can ever receive. I assure you. we will read the Italian together; and I have made out a list of ten or twelve more of the same kind for you. I do not like him at all. His name was not in the pump-room book. as a celebrated writer has maintained. She was fond of all boys plays. and her figure more consequence. if it had not been to meet you. that she entertained no notion of their general mischievousness. and the two ladies squeezed in as well as they could. that she might be detected in the design. Everybody allows that the talent of writing agreeable letters is peculiarly female.