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@@@@@ ?Miss Price has a brother at sea,? said Edmund, ?whose excellence as a correspondent makes her think you too severe upon us 52 Mansfield Park ?At sea, has she? In the king?s service, of course?? Fanny would rather have had Edmund tell the story, but his determined silence obliged her to relate her brother?s situation: her voice was animated in speaking of his profession, and the foreign stations he had been on; but she could not mention the number of years that he had been absent without tears in her eyesMiss Crawford civilly wished him an early promotion ?Do you know anything of my cousin?s captain?? said Edmund; ?Captain Marshall? You have a large acquaintance in the navy, I conclude?? ?Among admirals, large enough; but,? with an air of grandeur, ?we know very little of the inferior ranksPost-captains may be very good sort of men, but they do not belong to usOf various admirals I could tell you a great deal: of them and their flags, and the gradation of their pay, and their bickerings and jealousiesBut, in general, I can assure you that they are all passed over, and all very ill usedCertainly, my home at my uncle?s brought me acquainted with a circle of admiralsOf Rears and Vices I saw enoughNow do not be suspecting me of a pun, I entreat Edmund again felt grave, and only replied, ?It is a noble profession ?Yes, the profession is well enough under two circumstances: if it make the fortune, and there be discretion in spending it; but, in short, it is not a favourite profession of mineIt has never worn an amiable form to me Edmund reverted to the harp, and was again very happy in the prospect of hearing her play The subject of improving grounds, meanwhile, was still under consideration among the others; and MrsGrant could not help addressing her brother, though it was calling his attention from Miss Julia Bertram ?My dear Henry, have you nothing to say? You have been an improver yourself, and from what I hear of Everingham, it may vie with any place in EnglandIts natural beauties, I am sure, are great Everingham, as it used to be, was perfect in my estimation: such a happy fall of ground, and such timber! What would I not give to see it again?? 53 Jane Austen ?Nothing could be so gratifying to me as to hear your opinion of it,? was his answer; ?but I fear there would be some disappointment: you would not find it equal to your present ideasIn extent, it is a mere nothing; you would be surprised at its insignificance; and, as for improvement, there was very little for me to do?too little: I should like to have been busy much longer ?You are fond of the sort of thing?? said Julia ?Excessively; but what with the natural advantages of the ground, which pointed out, even to a very young eye, what little remained to be done, and my own consequent resolutions, I had not been of age three months before Everingham was all that it is nowMy plan was laid at Westminster, a little altered, perhaps, at Cambridge, and at one-and-twenty executedI am inclined to envy MrRushworth for having so much happiness yet before hi