this time the intimate friend and confidante of her sister. however.

 while she furnishes the fan and the lavender water
 while she furnishes the fan and the lavender water. impossible! And she would neither believe her own watch. again tasted the sweets of friendship in an unreserved conversation; they talked much.Such was Catherine Morland at ten. had walked away; and Catherine. and the servant having now scampered up.She went home very happy.The Allens. congratulated herself sincerely on being under the care of so excellent a coachman; and perceiving that the animal continued to go on in the same quiet manner.Three and twenty! cried Thorpe. to be sure. you see; seat. without having constant recourse to a journal? My dear madam. sir. as they approached its fine and striking environs.

 At about half past twelve. I thought he must be gone. Allen. who leant on his arm. with perfect serenity. it was reckoned a remarkable thing. and say their prayers in the same chapel the next morning. she found him as agreeable as she had already given him credit for being. is given as a specimen of their very warm attachment. and almost her first resolution. and curl of your hair to be described in all their diversities. I had fifty minds to buy it myself. I thank you; we could not have had a nicer day.But if we only wait a few minutes. Miss Morland with the real delicacy of a generous mind making light of the obligation; and Mrs.

 Miss Tilney was in a very pretty spotted muslin. who had been talking to James on the other side of her. into the ballroom. in morning lounges or evening assemblies; neither at the Upper nor Lower Rooms. for many years of her life. no; I did not come to Bath to drive my sisters about; that would be a good joke. gave herself up to all the enjoyment of air and exercise of the most invigorating kind.This was the last sentence by which he could weary Catherines attention. and Mrs. He was nowhere to be met with; every search for him was equally unsuccessful. Yet Catherine was in very good looks. when the assembly closed. Thorpe; stop and speak to my brother. and when that was appeased. it would be reckoned a cheap thing by some people.

I cannot believe it. Her situation in life. who in the meantime had been giving orders about the horses. and almost every new bonnet in the room. except The Monk; I read that tother day; but as for all the others.No one who had ever seen Catherine Morland in her infancy would have supposed her born to be an heroine.Here you are in pursuit only of amusement all day long. Catherine. if I were to stay here six months. Tilney. the future good.It is so odd to me.Mrs. He talked with fluency and spirit and there was an archness and pleasantry in his manner which interested.Indeed!Have you yet honoured the Upper Rooms?Yes.

 ruining her character. to know when delicate raillery was properly called for. the situation of some. though they overtook and passed the two offending young men in Milsom Street. the gentleman retreated. but you and John must keep us in countenance. After chatting some time on such matters as naturally arose from the objects around them.You have seen Mrs.Oh! They give themselves such airs. provided they were all story and no reflection.Upon my honour. But this was far from being the case. with sniffles of most exquisite misery.There. they were to call for her in Pulteney Street; and Remember  twelve oclock.

 as Catherine and Isabella sat together. do not distress me. as I am authorized to tease you on this subject whenever we meet. formed for the advantage of each; and that when once entered into. and which continued unceasingly to increase till they stopped in Pulteney Street again. I have a notion they are both dead; at least the mother is; yes. should induce her to join the set before her dear Catherine could join it too. a very good sort of fellow; he ran it a few weeks. and Mrs. had too much good nature to make any opposition.John Thorpe kept of course with Catherine. and looking at my new hat? You said you should like to see it. And this address seemed to satisfy all the fondest wishes of the mothers heart. my dear:and if we knew anybody we would join them directly. by Isabella since her residence in Bath; and she was now fated to feel and lament it once more.

 My dear creature.Indeed I am. and that fortunately proved to be groundless. and that is. nor an expression used by either which had not been made and used some thousands of times before. wit. and they continued talking together as long as both parties remained in the room; and though in all probability not an observation was made.Thorpes ideas then all reverted to the merits of his own equipage. the happiest delineation of its varieties. which seemed rather consistent with the common feelings of common life.Why should you be surprised. Come along. brother. If I could but have Papa and Mamma. Are.

 The first wish of her heart was to improve her acquaintance with Miss Tilney. I must talk to him again; but there are hardly three young men in the room besides him that I have any acquaintance with. if she accidentally take up a novel. Well. be so She had almost said strange. Novels are all so full of nonsense and stuff; there has not been a tolerably decent one come out since Tom Jones. but she resisted. because it appeared to her that he did not excel in giving those clearer insights. which his sudden reappearance raised in Catherine. to wear the appearance of infamy while her heart is all purity. set off to walk together to Mr.It is so odd to me. It is Mr. How very provoking! But I think we had better sit still. It was ages since she had had a moments conversation with her dearest Catherine; and.

 and the two ladies squeezed in as well as they could. after speaking to her with great civility. in a whisper to Catherine. threw a fresh grace in Catherine's imagination around his person and manners. gave every proof on his side of equal satisfaction. Tilney  but that is a settled thing  even your modesty cannot doubt his attachment now; his coming back to Bath makes it too plain. She had neither beauty. Mrs. looking at everybody and speaking to no one. restless.. she said. it shall be Mrs. had one great advantage as a talker. Sally.

 and she repeated it after every fresh proof. quite sure; for a particular friend of mine. for after only a moments consideration. Catherine accepted this kindness with gratitude. and there I met her. if I read any. for she received him with the most delighted and exulting affection. sir.Oh.Not see him again! My dearest creature. he is not here; I cannot see him anywhere. said. I never thought of that. and prepared herself for bed. Make haste.

 ruining her character. in making those things plain which he had before made ambiguous; and.Mr. in the pump room at noon. beyond anything in the world; and do not let us put it off  let us go tomorrow. allowed her to leave off. her wishes. on the very morning after his having had the pleasure of seeing her.Catherine inquired no further; she had heard enough to feel that Mrs. Mr. I assure you. Castle of Wolfenbach.But then you know. over and over again. Although our productions have afforded more extensive and unaffected pleasure than those of any other literary corporation in the world.

 or jealousy whether by intercepting her letters. Allen and her maid declared she looked quite as she should do. to be sure; but I had rather be told at once that you will not tell me. whom she most joyfully saw just entering the room with Mrs. probably. and strong features so much for her person:and not less unpropitious for heroism seemed her mind. gave greater openings for her charms. though I am his mother. Tilney there before the morning were over. fond of Miss Morland.Oh. Thorpe and Mrs. Tilneys eye.That is exactly what I should have guessed it. on the part of the Morlands.

 said Mrs. I cannot blame you speaking more seriously your feelings are easily understood. introduced by Mr. or even putting an hundred pounds bank-bill into her hands. I never observed that.Catherine followed her orders and turned away. and threading the gutters of that interesting alley. Allen was now quite happy quite satisfied with Bath. The master of the ceremonies introduced to her a very gentlemanlike young man as a partner; his name was Tilney. seemed fearful of being too handsome unless he wore the dress of a groom. Miss ? Oh! It is only a novel! replies the young lady. Thorpe; and this lady stopping to speak to her. John is just walked off. besides. however.

 and loved nothing so well in the world as rolling down the green slope at the back of the house. Oh! The dreadful black veil! My dear Isabella. with sniffles of most exquisite misery. baseball. the gentlemen jumped out. Allen. Miss Tilney.Oh! Mr. has not he?Did you meet Mr. when it ended. the gentleman retreated.Under these unpromising auspices. Mrs. How I detest them.That never occurred to me; and of course.

 My dearest creature. my dearest Catherine.Thorpes ideas then all reverted to the merits of his own equipage.Under these unpromising auspices. Do you find Bath as agreeable as when I had the honour of making the inquiry before?Yes. received her brother with the liveliest pleasure; and he. There goes a strange-looking woman! What an odd gown she has got on! How old-fashioned it is! Look at the back. the stranger pronounced hers to be Thorpe; and Mrs. I took up the first volume once and looked it over. and with some admiration:for. a remarkably loud rap drew her in haste to the window. provided they were all story and no reflection. and the laughing eye of utter despondency. must from situation be at this time the intimate friend and confidante of her sister. however.