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@@@@@ 144 Mansfield Park CHAPTER XVIII EVERYTHING WAS NOW in a regular train: theatre, actors, actresses, and dresses, were all getting forward; but though no other great impediments arose, Fanny found, before many days were past, that it was not all uninterrupted enjoyment to the party themselves, and that she had not to witness the continuance of such unanimity and delight as had been almost too much for her at firstEverybody began to have their vexationEntirely against his judgment, a scene-painter arrived from town, and was at work, much to the increase of the expenses, and, what was worse, of the eclat of their proceedings; and his brother, instead of being really guided by him as to the privacy of the representation, was giving an invitation to every family who came in his wayTom himself began to fret over the scene-painter?s slow progress, and to feel the miseries of waitingHe had learned his part?all his parts, for he took every trifling one that could be united with the Butler, and began to be impatient to be acting; and every day thus unemployed was tending to increase his sense of the insignificance of all his parts together, and make him more ready to regret that some other play had not been chosen Fanny, being always a very courteous listener, and often the only listener at hand, came in for the complaints and the distresses of most of themYates was in general thought to rant dreadfully; that MrYates was disappointed in Henry Crawford; that Tom Bertram spoke so quick he would be unintelligible; that MrsGrant spoiled everything by laughing; that Edmund was behindhand with his part, and that it was misery to have anything to do with MrRushworth, who was wanting a prompter through every speechShe knew, also, that poor MrRushworth could seldom get anybody to rehearse with him: his complaint came before 145 Jane Austen her as well as the rest; and so decided to her eye was her cousin Maria?s avoidance of him, and so needlessly often the rehearsal of the first scene between her and MrCrawford, that she had soon all the terror of other complaints from himSo far from being all satisfied and all enjoying, she found everybody requiring something they had not, and giving occasion of discontent to the othersEverybody had a part either too long or too short; nobody would attend as they ought; nobody would remember on which side they were to come in; nobody but the complainer would observe any directions Fanny believed herself to derive as much innocent enjoyment from the play as any of them; Henry Crawford acted well, and it was a pleasure to her to creep into the theatre, and attend the rehearsal of the first act, in spite of the feelings it excited in some speeches for MariaMaria, she also thought, acted well, too well; and after the first rehearsal or two, Fanny began to be their only audience; and sometimes as prompter, sometimes as spectator, was often very useful As far as she could judge, MrCrawford was considerably the best actor of all: he had more confidence than Edmund, more judgment than Tom, more talent and taste than MrShe did not like him as a man, but she must admit him to be the best actor, and on this point there were not many who differed from herYates, indeed, exclaimed against his tameness and insipidity; and the day came at last, when MrRushworth turned to her with a black look, and said, ?Do you think there is anything so very fine in all this? For the life and soul of me, I cannot admire him; and, between ourselves, to see such an undersized, little, mean-looking man, set up for a fine actor, is very ridiculous in my opinion From this moment there was a return of his former jealousy, which Maria, from increasing hopes of Crawford, was at little pains to remove; and the chances of MrRushworth?s ever attaining to the knowledge of his two-and-forty speeches became much lessAs to his ever making anything tolerable of them, nobody had the smallest idea of that except his mother; she, indeed, regretted that his part was not more considerable, and deferred coming over to Mansfield till they were forward enough in their rehearsal to comprehend all his scenes; but the others aspired at nothing beyond his remembering the catchword, and the first line of his speech, and being able to 146 Mansfield Park follow the prompter through the res