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She
entered
the
rooms
on
Thursday
evening
with
feelings
very
different
from
what
had
attended
her
thither
the
Monday
before
.
She
had
then
been
exulting
in
her
engagement
to
Thorpe
,
and
was
now
chiefly
anxious
to
avoid
his
sight
,
lest
he
should
engage
her
again
;
for
though
she
could
not
,
dared
not
expect
that
Mr
.
Tilney
should
ask
her
a
third
time
to
dance
,
her
wishes
,
hopes
,
and
plans
all
centred
in
nothing
less
.
Every
young
lady
may
feel
for
my
heroine
in
this
critical
moment
,
for
every
young
lady
has
at
some
time
or
other
known
the
same
agitation
.
All
have
been
,
or
at
least
all
have
believed
themselves
to
be
,
in
danger
from
the
pursuit
of
someone
whom
they
wished
to
avoid
;
and
all
have
been
anxious
for
the
attentions
of
someone
whom
they
wished
to
please
.
As
soon
as
they
were
joined
by
the
Thorpes
,
Catherine
’
s
agony
began
;
she
fidgeted
about
if
John
Thorpe
came
towards
her
,
hid
herself
as
much
as
possible
from
his
view
,
and
when
he
spoke
to
her
pretended
not
to
hear
him
.
The
cotillions
were
over
,
the
country
-
dancing
beginning
,
and
she
saw
nothing
of
the
Tilneys
.
“
Do
not
be
frightened
,
my
dear
Catherine
,
”
whispered
Isabella
,
“
but
I
am
really
going
to
dance
with
your
brother
again
.
I
declare
positively
it
is
quite
shocking
.
I
tell
him
he
ought
to
be
ashamed
of
himself
,
but
you
and
John
must
keep
us
in
countenance
.
Make
haste
,
my
dear
creature
,
and
come
to
us
.
John
is
just
walked
off
,
but
he
will
be
back
in
a
moment
.
”
Catherine
had
neither
time
nor
inclination
to
answer
.
The
others
walked
away
,
John
Thorpe
was
still
in
view
,
and
she
gave
herself
up
for
lost
.
That
she
might
not
appear
,
however
,
to
observe
or
expect
him
,
she
kept
her
eyes
intently
fixed
on
her
fan
;
and
a
self
-
condemnation
for
her
folly
,
in
supposing
that
among
such
a
crowd
they
should
even
meet
with
the
Tilneys
in
any
reasonable
time
,
had
just
passed
through
her
mind
,
when
she
suddenly
found
herself
addressed
and
again
solicited
to
dance
,
by
Mr
.
Tilney
himself
.
With
what
sparkling
eyes
and
ready
motion
she
granted
his
request
,
and
with
how
pleasing
a
flutter
of
heart
she
went
with
him
to
the
set
,
may
be
easily
imagined
.
To
escape
,
and
,
as
she
believed
,
so
narrowly
escape
John
Thorpe
,
and
to
be
asked
,
so
immediately
on
his
joining
her
,
asked
by
Mr
.
Tilney
,
as
if
he
had
sought
her
on
purpose
!
—
it
did
not
appear
to
her
that
life
could
supply
any
greater
felicity
.
Scarcely
had
they
worked
themselves
into
the
quiet
possession
of
a
place
,
however
,
when
her
attention
was
claimed
by
John
Thorpe
,
who
stood
behind
her
.
“
Heyday
,
Miss
Morland
!
”
said
he
.
“
What
is
the
meaning
of
this
?
I
thought
you
and
I
were
to
dance
together
.
”
“
I
wonder
you
should
think
so
,
for
you
never
asked
me
.
”
“
That
is
a
good
one
,
by
Jove
!
I
asked
you
as
soon
as
I
came
into
the
room
,
and
I
was
just
going
to
ask
you
again
,
but
when
I
turned
round
,
you
were
gone
!
This
is
a
cursed
shabby
trick
!
I
only
came
for
the
sake
of
dancing
with
you
,
and
I
firmly
believe
you
were
engaged
to
me
ever
since
Monday
.
Yes
;
I
remember
,
I
asked
you
while
you
were
waiting
in
the
lobby
for
your
cloak
.
And
here
have
I
been
telling
all
my
acquaintance
that
I
was
going
to
dance
with
the
prettiest
girl
in
the
room
;
and
when
they
see
you
standing
up
with
somebody
else
,
they
will
quiz
me
famously
.
”
“
Oh
,
no
;
they
will
never
think
of
me
,
after
such
a
description
as
that
.
”
“
By
heavens
,
if
they
do
not
,
I
will
kick
them
out
of
the
room
for
blockheads
.
What
chap
have
you
there
?
”
Catherine
satisfied
his
curiosity
.
“
Tilney
,
”
he
repeated
.
“
Hum
—
I
do
not
know
him
.
A
good
figure
of
a
man
;
well
put
together
.
Does
he
want
a
horse
?
Here
is
a
friend
of
mine
,
Sam
Fletcher
,
has
got
one
to
sell
that
would
suit
anybody
.
A
famous
clever
animal
for
the
road
—
only
forty
guineas
.
I
had
fifty
minds
to
buy
it
myself
,
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
,
it
would
not
do
for
the
field
.
I
would
give
any
money
for
a
real
good
hunter
.
I
have
three
now
,
the
best
that
ever
were
backed
.
I
would
not
take
eight
hundred
guineas
for
them
.
Fletcher
and
I
mean
to
get
a
house
in
Leicestershire
,
against
the
next
season
.
It
is
so
d
—
uncomfortable
,
living
at
an
inn
.
”
