Upon my representation of what you were... 546
Upon my representation of what you were suffering,
he immediately, and with the greatest delicacy, ceased to urge
to see you for the present
Here Fanny, who had looked up, looked down again?Of course,?
continued her uncle, ?it cannot be supposed but that he should
request to speak with you alone, be it only for five minutes; a request
too natural, a claim too just to be deniedBut there is no time
fixed; perhaps to-morrow, or whenever your spirits are composed
enoughFor the present you have only to tranquillise yourselfCheck
these tears; they do but exhaust youIf, as I am willing to suppose,
you wish to shew me any observance, you will not give way to these
emotions, but endeavour to reason yourself into a stronger frame of
mindI advise you to go out: the air will do you good; go out for an
hour on the gravel; you will have the shrubbery to yourself, and will
be the better for air and exerciseAnd, Fanny? (turning back again
for a moment), ?I shall make no mention below of what has passed;
I shall not even tell your aunt BertramThere is no occasion for
spreading the disappointment; say nothing about it yourself
This was an order to be most joyfully obeyed; this was an act of
kindness which Fanny felt at her heartTo be spared from her aunt
Norris?s interminable reproaches! he left her in a glow of gratitude
Anything might be bearable rather than such reproachesCrawford would be less overpowering
She walked out logo dolce
