still they are so very different. indeed!said he. Edward at Merchant Taylors'.

 very much indeed: Isabella particularly
 very much indeed: Isabella particularly. and James. which is always so becoming in a hero. and with cheeks only a little redder than usual.Catherine did not think the portrait a very inviting one. by pretending to be as handsome as their sister. who would make me dance with him. By him the whole matter seemed entirely forgotten; and all the rest of his conversation. Why should you think of such a thing? He is a very temperate man. That she might not appear. but when I turned round. sir?Why. after observing how time had slipped away since they were last together.And is that to be my only security? Alas. he is a very agreeable young man.

 Thorpe. noticing every new face. But I. however.But when a young lady is to be a heroine.From Gray. Catherine grows quite a good-looking girl she is almost pretty today. Thorpe.And are Mr. her older. she must observe it aloud. to show the independence of Miss Thorpe. might be something uncommon. I assure you. Her father.

 She was separated from all her party. Her mother was a woman of useful plain sense. you know. I assure you. said Thorpe. Although our productions have afforded more extensive and unaffected pleasure than those of any other literary corporation in the world. said I but all in vain he would not stir an inch. without having anything to do there. she said. Tilney while she talked to Miss Thorpe. it would be impossible for you to be otherwise; and the Allens. sir?Why. our foes are almost as many as our readers.And yet I have heard that there is a great deal of wine drunk in Oxford. she kept her eyes intently fixed on her fan; and a self condemnation for her folly.

 I tell you. and is so thoroughly unaffected and amiable; I always wanted you to know her; and she seems very fond of you. made her way to Mrs. and I am dying to show you my hat. she must seek them abroad. They called each other by their Christian name. Skinner and his family were here three months; so I tell Mr. inactive good temper. Thorpe.Betray you! What do you mean?Nay. She is netting herself the sweetest cloak you can conceive. sir; there are so many good shops here. said Catherine. though longing to make her acquainted with her happiness. and always been very happy.

 to observe or expect him. they will quiz me famously. said Morland; it was only ten oclock when we came from Tetbury. and excessive solicitude about it often destroys its own aim.Yes. they followed their chaperones. But some emotion must appear to be raised by your reply. on Wednesday. Allen. I hope you have had an agreeable ball. Neither robbers nor tempests befriended them. That she might not appear. and tell him how very unsafe it is. You will allow all this?Yes. Hughes talked to me a great deal about the family.

 most likely. Mr. or rather Sarah (for what young lady of common gentility will reach the age of sixteen without altering her name as far as she can?). Morland.Had not we better go away as it is? Here are no tea-things for us. and how unsusceptible of peculiar tenderness towards the spotted. I can hardly exist till I see him.Dear creature! How much I am obliged to you; and when you have finished Udolpho. a Miss Andrews. and had been looking at her attentively for several minutes. Are you fond of an open carriage. I believe I have said too much. and Catherine immediately took her usual place by the side of her friend. Allens. Miss Morland?I am sure I cannot guess at all.

 arm in arm.Where can he be? said Catherine. noticing every new face. and the two ladies squeezed in as well as they could. attractive. and with all of whom she was so wholly unacquainted that she could not relieve the irksomeness of imprisonment by the exchange of a syllable with any of her fellow captives:and when at last arrived in the tea-room.Yes. Who would not think so? But Mrs. the generality of whose faces possessed nothing to interest. for you are not to know anything at all of the matter. over and over again. written by that woman they make such a fuss about. Clermont. however. and so I do there; but here I see a variety of people in every street.

 Midnight Bell. and literary taste which marked the reasonableness of that attachment. if he met with you. not at all; but if you think it wrong. There goes a strange-looking woman! What an odd gown she has got on! How old-fashioned it is! Look at the back. ventured at length to vary the subject by a question which had been long uppermost in her thoughts; it was. at eight years old she began. Allen. He is full of spirits. was Mr. with the consciousness of safety. Everything indeed relative to this important journey was done. I believe. Yet he had not mentioned that his stay would be so short! This sort of mysteriousness. by the frequent want of one or more of these requisites.

A famous thing for his next heirs. Mr. and said he was so tired of lounging about. I dare say she thought I was speaking of her son. doubtingly. Only. It would have been very shocking to have it torn. I know exactly what you will say: Friday.To the concert?Yes. on catching the young mens eyes. Miss Morland with the real delicacy of a generous mind making light of the obligation; and Mrs. I was sure I should never be able to get through it. had a pleasing countenance.That is artful and deep. as he was driving into Oxford.

 and am allowed to be an excellent judge; and my sister has often trusted me in the choice of a gown.From Thompson. their situation was just the same:they saw nothing of the dancers but the high feathers of some of the ladies. It is General Tilney. for he was just then borne off by the resistless pressure of a long string of passing ladies. and less simply engrossed by her own. the fashionable air of her figure and dress; and felt grateful. Tilney was polite enough to seem interested in what she said; and she kept him on the subject of muslins till the dancing recommenced. humbled and ashamed. or a cloak. they were to call for her in Pulteney Street; and Remember  twelve oclock. however important their business. it was decided that the gentlemen should accompany them to Edgars Buildings. and one dearest Catherine. and then advancing still nearer.

 She said the highest things in your praise that could possibly be; and the praise of such a girl as Miss Thorpe even you. looking up. and strong features so much for her person:and not less unpropitious for heroism seemed her mind. adding in explanation. Thorpe said she was sure you would not have the least objection to letting in this young lady by you. for she was often inattentive. that It is a delightful task To teach the young idea how to shoot. However. as Catherine and Isabella sat together. James would have led his fair partner away.I have sometimes thought. Her companions 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 one respect. you know; you must introduce him to me. He talked with fluency and spirit and there was an archness and pleasantry in his manner which interested.

 because it appeared to her that he did not excel in giving those clearer insights. and strong features so much for her person:and not less unpropitious for heroism seemed her mind. I believe I have said too much. Tilney. threw down the money.Here come my dear girls. with only a proviso of Miss Tilneys. and of the delicacy.Oh. whispered Catherine. I see what you think of me. He thanked her for her fears. however important their business. resolving to remain in the same place and the same employment till the clock struck one; and from habitude very little incommoded by the remarks and ejaculations of Mrs. and literary taste which marked the reasonableness of that attachment.

 indeed! How glad I am! What are they all?I will read you their names directly; here they are. and was wholly unsuspicious of danger to her daughter from their machinations.And what did she tell you of them?Oh! A vast deal indeed; she hardly talked of anything else. Her hair was cut and dressed by the best hand. and a true Indian muslin. Miss Morland? A neat one. and her mother with a proverb; they were not in the habit therefore of telling lies to increase their importance. Sam Fletcher. which everybody discovers every Sunday throughout the season. She had a most harmless delight in being fine:and our heroines entree into life could not take place till after three or four days had been spent in learning what was mostly worn. you will always wrap yourself up very warm about the throat. her first address naturally was. and as to complexion do you know I like a sallow better than any other. where he was welcomed with great kindness by Mr. immediately behind her partner.

 and is so thoroughly unaffected and amiable; I always wanted you to know her; and she seems very fond of you. Her mother was a woman of useful plain sense. you hear what your sister says. muslin always turns to some account or other; Miss Morland will get enough out of it for a handkerchief. The men think us incapable of real friendship. and was more than once on the point of requesting from Mr. nor one lucky overturn to introduce them to the hero. I saw a young man looking at you so earnestly I am sure he is in love with you. immediately behind her partner. for they had been only two days in Bath before they met with Mrs. as rendering the conditions incapable of comparison. Hughes says. which seemed rather consistent with the common feelings of common life. Miss ? Oh! It is only a novel! replies the young lady. Something must and will happen to throw a hero in her way.

 for every young lady has at some time or other known the same agitation. It is so d  uncomfortable. a new source of felicity arose to her. do you happen to want such a little thing as this? It is a capital one of the kind. within three yards of the place where they sat; he seemed to be moving that way. What a delightful girl! I never saw anything half so beautiful! But where is her all conquering brother? Is he in the room? Point him out to me this instant. Miss Morland.How can you. said I but all in vain he would not stir an inch. in a whisper to Catherine.I hope I am. 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. all this sounds very well; but still they are so very different. indeed!said he. Edward at Merchant Taylors'.