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"
Marianne
,
may
I
ask
-
?
"
"
No
,
Elinor
,
"
she
replied
,
"
ask
nothing
;
you
will
soon
know
all
.
"
The
sort
of
desperate
calmness
with
which
this
was
said
,
lasted
no
longer
than
while
she
spoke
,
and
was
immediately
followed
by
a
return
of
the
same
excessive
affliction
.
It
was
some
minutes
before
she
could
go
on
with
her
letter
,
and
the
frequent
bursts
of
grief
which
still
obliged
her
,
at
intervals
,
to
withhold
her
pen
,
were
proofs
enough
of
her
feeling
how
more
than
probable
it
was
that
she
was
writing
for
the
last
time
to
Willoughby
.
Elinor
paid
her
every
quiet
and
unobtrusive
attention
in
her
power
;
and
she
would
have
tried
to
sooth
and
tranquilize
her
still
more
,
had
not
Marianne
entreated
her
,
with
all
the
eagerness
of
the
most
nervous
irritability
,
not
to
speak
to
her
for
the
world
.
In
such
circumstances
,
it
was
better
for
both
that
they
should
not
be
long
together
;
and
the
restless
state
of
Marianne
’
s
mind
not
only
prevented
her
from
remaining
in
the
room
a
moment
after
she
was
dressed
,
but
requiring
at
once
solitude
and
continual
change
of
place
,
made
her
wander
about
the
house
till
breakfast
time
,
avoiding
the
sight
of
every
body
.
At
breakfast
she
neither
ate
,
nor
attempted
to
eat
any
thing
;
and
Elinor
’
s
attention
was
then
all
employed
,
not
in
urging
her
,
not
in
pitying
her
,
nor
in
appearing
to
regard
her
,
but
in
endeavouring
to
engage
Mrs
.
Jennings
’
s
notice
entirely
to
herself
.
As
this
was
a
favourite
meal
with
Mrs
.
Jennings
,
it
lasted
a
considerable
time
,
and
they
were
just
setting
themselves
,
after
it
,
round
the
common
working
table
,
when
a
letter
was
delivered
to
Marianne
,
which
she
eagerly
caught
from
the
servant
,
and
,
turning
of
a
death
-
like
paleness
,
instantly
ran
out
of
the
room
.
Elinor
,
who
saw
as
plainly
by
this
,
as
if
she
had
seen
the
direction
,
that
it
must
come
from
Willoughby
,
felt
immediately
such
a
sickness
at
heart
as
made
her
hardly
able
to
hold
up
her
head
,
and
sat
in
such
a
general
tremour
as
made
her
fear
it
impossible
to
escape
Mrs
.
Jennings
’
s
notice
.
That
good
lady
,
however
,
saw
only
that
Marianne
had
received
a
letter
from
Willoughby
,
which
appeared
to
her
a
very
good
joke
,
and
which
she
treated
accordingly
,
by
hoping
,
with
a
laugh
,
that
she
would
find
it
to
her
liking
.
Of
Elinor
’
s
distress
,
she
was
too
busily
employed
in
measuring
lengths
of
worsted
for
her
rug
,
to
see
any
thing
at
all
;
and
calmly
continuing
her
talk
,
as
soon
as
Marianne
disappeared
,
she
said
,
"
Upon
my
word
,
I
never
saw
a
young
woman
so
desperately
in
love
in
my
life
!
MY
girls
were
nothing
to
her
,
and
yet
they
used
to
be
foolish
enough
;
but
as
for
Miss
Marianne
,
she
is
quite
an
altered
creature
.
I
hope
,
from
the
bottom
of
my
heart
,
he
won
’
t
keep
her
waiting
much
longer
,
for
it
is
quite
grievous
to
see
her
look
so
ill
and
forlorn
.
Pray
,
when
are
they
to
be
married
?
"
Elinor
,
though
never
less
disposed
to
speak
than
at
that
moment
,
obliged
herself
to
answer
such
an
attack
as
this
,
and
,
therefore
,
trying
to
smile
,
replied
,
"
And
have
you
really
,
Ma
’
am
,
talked
yourself
into
a
persuasion
of
my
sister
’
s
being
engaged
to
Mr
.
Willoughby
?
I
thought
it
had
been
only
a
joke
,
but
so
serious
a
question
seems
to
imply
more
;
and
I
must
beg
,
therefore
,
that
you
will
not
deceive
yourself
any
longer
.
I
do
assure
you
that
nothing
would
surprise
me
more
than
to
hear
of
their
being
going
to
be
married
.
"
