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was ready to receive and make much of them.
Catherine's mind was too full, as she entered
the house, for her either to observe or to say a
great deal; and, till called on by the general for her
opinion of it, she had very little idea of the room
in which she was sitting. Upon looking round it then,
she perceived in a moment that it was the most comfortable
room in the world; but she was too guarded to say so,
and the coldness of her praise disappointed him.
"We are not calling it a good house," said he.
"We are not comparing it with Fullerton and Northanger--we
are considering it as a mere parsonage, small and confined,
we allow, but decent, perhaps, and habitable; and altogether
not inferior to the generality; or, in other words,
I believe there are few country parsonages in England half
so good. It may admit of improvement, however. Far be
it from me to say otherwise; and anything in reason--a
bow thrown out, perhaps--though, between ourselves,
if there is one thing more than another my aversion,
it is a patched-on bow."
Catherine did not hear enough of this speech to understand
or be pained by it; and other subjects being studiously
brought forward and supported by Henry, at the same time that
a tray full of refreshments was introduced by his servant,
the general was shortly restored to his complacency,
and Catherine to all her usual ease of spirits.
The room in question was of a commodious,
well-proportioned size, and handsomely fitted up as
a dining-parlour; and on their quitting it to walk round
the grounds, she was shown, first into a smaller apartment,
belonging peculiarly to the master of the house, and made
unusually tidy on the occasion; and afterwards into what
was to be the drawing-room, with the appearance of which,
though unfurnished, Catherine was delighted enough even
to satisfy the general. It was a prettily shaped room,
the windows reaching to the ground, and the view
from them pleasant, though only over green meadows;
and she expressed her admiration at the moment with
all the honest simplicity with which she felt it.
"Oh! Why do not you fit up this room, Mr. Tilney? What
a pity not to have it fitted up! It is the prettiest
room I ever saw; it is the prettiest room in the world!"
"I trust," said the general, with a most satisfied smile,
"that it will very speedily be furnished: it waits only for
a lady's taste!"
"Well, if it was my house, I should never sit
anywhere else. Oh! What a sweet little cottage there is
among the trees--apple trees, too! It is the prettiest cottage!"
"You like it--you approve it as an object--it is enough.
Henry, remember that Robinson is spoken to about it.
The cottage remains."
Such a compliment recalled all Catherine's consciousness,
and silenced her directly; and, though pointedly applied
to by the general for her choice of the prevailing colour
of the paper and hangings, nothing like an opinion
on the subject could be drawn from her. The influence
of fresh objects and fresh air, however, was of great
use in dissipating these embarrassing associations;
and, having reached the ornamental part of the premises,
consisting of a walk round two sides of a meadow, on which
Henry's genius had begun to act about half a year ago,
she was sufficiently recovered to think it prettier than any
pleasure-ground she had ever been in before, though there
was not a shrub in it higher than the green bench in the corner.
A saunter into other meadows, and through part
of the village, with a visit to the stables to examine
some improvements, and a charming game of play with a
litter of puppies just able to roll about, brought them
to four o'clock, when Catherine scarcely thought it could
be three. At four they were to dine, and at six to set
off on their return. Never had any day passed so quickly!
She could not but observe that the abundance of the
dinner did not seem to create the smallest astonishment
in the general; nay, that he was even looking at the
side-table for cold meat which was not there. His son
and daughter's observations were of a different kind.
They had seldom seen him eat so heartily at any table
but his own, and never before known him so little
disconcerted by the melted butter's being oiled.
At six o'clock, the general having taken his coffee,
the carriage again received them; and so gratifying had been
the tenor of his conduct throughout the whole visit, so well
assured was her mind on the subject of his expectations,
that, could she have felt equallyconfident of the wishes
of his son, Catherine would have quitted Woodston with
little anxiety as to the How or the When she might return to it.
CHAPTER 27
The next morning brought the following very unexpected
letter from Isabella:
Bath, April
My dearest Catherine, I received your two kind
letters with the greatest delight, and have a thousand
apologies to make for not answering them sooner.
I really am quite ashamed of my idleness; but in
this horrid place one can find time for nothing.
I have had my pen in my hand to begin a letter to
you almost every day since you left Bath, but have
always been prevented by some silly trifler or other.
Pray write to me soon, and direct to my own home.
Thank God, we leave this vile place tomorrow. Since
you went away, I have had no pleasure in it--the
dust is beyond anything; and everybody one cares
for is gone. I believe if I could see you I should
not mind the rest, for you are dearer to me than
anybody can conceive. I am quite uneasy about your
dear brother, not having heard from him since he
went to Oxford; and am fearful of some
misunderstanding. Your kind offices will set all
right: he is the only man I ever did or could love,
and I trust you will convince him of it. The spring
fashions are partly down; and the hats the most
frightful you can imagine. I hope you spend your
time pleasantly, but am afraid you never think of
me. I will not say all that I could of the family
you are with, because I would not be ungenerous, or
set you against those you esteem; but it is very
difficult to know whom to trust, and young men never
know their minds two days together. I rejoice to
say that the young man whom, of all others, I
particularly abhor, has left Bath. You will know,
from this description, I must mean Captain Tilney,
who, as you may remember, was amazingly disposed to
follow and tease me, before you went away. Afterwards
he got worse, and became quite my shadow. Many
girls might have been taken in, for never were such
attentions; but I knew the fickle sex too well. He
went away to his regiment two days ago, and I trust
I shall never be plagued with him again. He is the
greatest coxcomb I ever saw, and amazingly
disagreeable. The last two days he was always by
the side of Charlotte Davis: I pitied his taste,
but took no notice of him. The last time we met
was in Bath Street, and I turned directly into a
shop that he might not speak to me; I would not even
look at him. He went into the pump-room afterwards;
but I would not have followed him for all the world.
Such a contrast between him and your brother! Pray
send me some news of the latter--I am quite unhappy
about him; he seemed so uncomfortable when he went
away, with a cold, or something that affected his
spirits. I would write to him myself, but have
mislaid his direction; and, as I hinted above, am
afraid he took something in my conduct amiss. Pray
explain everything to his satisfaction; or, if he
still harbours any doubt, a line from himself to
me, or a call at Putney when next in town, might
set all to rights. I have not been to the rooms
this age, nor to the play, except going in last
night with the Hodges, for a frolic, at half price:
they teased me into it; and I was determined they
should not say I shut myself up because Tilney was
gone. We happened to sit by the Mitchells, and they
pretended to be quite surprised to see me out. I
knew their spite: at one time they could not be
civil to me, but now they are all friendship; but
I am not such a fool as to be taken in by them.
You know I have a pretty good spirit of my own.
Anne Mitchell had tried to put on a turban like
mine, as I wore it the week before at the concert,
but made wretched work of it--it happened to become
my odd face, I believe, at least Tilney told me so
at the time, and said every eye was upon me; but he
is the last man whose word I would take. I wear
nothing but purple now: I know I look hideous in
it, but no matter-- it is your dear brother's
favourite colour. Lose no time, my dearest, sweetest
Catherine, in writing to him and to me,
Who ever am, etc.
Such a strain of shallow artifice could not impose
even upon Catherine. Its inconsistencies, contradictions,
and falsehood struck her from the very first. She was
ashamed of Isabella, and ashamed of having ever loved her.
Her professions of attachment were now as disgusting
as her excuses were empty, and her demands impudent.
"Write to James on her behalf! No, James should never hear
Isabella's name mentioned by her again."
On Henry's arrival from Woodston, she made known to him
and Eleanor their brother's safety, congratulating them
with sincerity on it, and reading aloud the most material
passages of her letter with strong indignation.
When she had finished it--"So much for Isabella,"
she cried, "and for all our intimacy! She must think me
an idiot, or she could not have written so; but perhaps
this has served to make her character better known to me
than mine is to her. I see what she has been about.
She is a vain coquette, and her tricks have not answered.
I do not believe she had ever any regard either for James
or for me, and I wish I had never known her."
"It will soon be as if you never had," said Henry.
"There is but one thing that I cannot understand.
I see that she has had designs on Captain Tilney, which have
not succeeded; but I do not understand what Captain Tilney
has been about all this time. Why should he pay her
such attentions as to make her quarrel with my brother,
and then fly off himself?"
"I have very little to say for Frederick's motives,
such as I believe them to have been. He has his vanities
as well as Miss Thorpe, and the chief difference is, that,
having a stronger head, they have not yet injured himself.
If the effect of his behaviour does not justify him with you,
we had better not seek after the cause."
Catherine's mind was too full, as she entered
the house, for her either to observe or to say a
great deal; and, till called on by the general for her
opinion of it, she had very little idea of the room
in which she was sitting. Upon looking round it then,
she perceived in a moment that it was the most comfortable
room in the world; but she was too guarded to say so,
and the coldness of her praise disappointed him.
"We are not calling it a good house," said he.
"We are not comparing it with Fullerton and Northanger--we
are considering it as a mere parsonage, small and confined,
we allow, but decent, perhaps, and habitable; and altogether
not inferior to the generality; or, in other words,
I believe there are few country parsonages in England half
so good. It may admit of improvement, however. Far be
it from me to say otherwise; and anything in reason--a
bow thrown out, perhaps--though, between ourselves,
if there is one thing more than another my aversion,
it is a patched-on bow."
Catherine did not hear enough of this speech to understand
or be pained by it; and other subjects being studiously
brought forward and supported by Henry, at the same time that
a tray full of refreshments was introduced by his servant,
the general was shortly restored to his complacency,
and Catherine to all her usual ease of spirits.
The room in question was of a commodious,
well-proportioned size, and handsomely fitted up as
a dining-parlour; and on their quitting it to walk round
the grounds, she was shown, first into a smaller apartment,
belonging peculiarly to the master of the house, and made
unusually tidy on the occasion; and afterwards into what
was to be the drawing-room, with the appearance of which,
though unfurnished, Catherine was delighted enough even
to satisfy the general. It was a prettily shaped room,
the windows reaching to the ground, and the view
from them pleasant, though only over green meadows;
and she expressed her admiration at the moment with
all the honest simplicity with which she felt it.
"Oh! Why do not you fit up this room, Mr. Tilney? What
a pity not to have it fitted up! It is the prettiest
room I ever saw; it is the prettiest room in the world!"
"I trust," said the general, with a most satisfied smile,
"that it will very speedily be furnished: it waits only for
a lady's taste!"
"Well, if it was my house, I should never sit
anywhere else. Oh! What a sweet little cottage there is
among the trees--apple trees, too! It is the prettiest cottage!"
"You like it--you approve it as an object--it is enough.
Henry, remember that Robinson is spoken to about it.
The cottage remains."
Such a compliment recalled all Catherine's consciousness,
and silenced her directly; and, though pointedly applied
to by the general for her choice of the prevailing colour
of the paper and hangings, nothing like an opinion
on the subject could be drawn from her. The influence
of fresh objects and fresh air, however, was of great
use in dissipating these embarrassing associations;
and, having reached the ornamental part of the premises,
consisting of a walk round two sides of a meadow, on which
Henry's genius had begun to act about half a year ago,
she was sufficiently recovered to think it prettier than any
pleasure-ground she had ever been in before, though there
was not a shrub in it higher than the green bench in the corner.
A saunter into other meadows, and through part
of the village, with a visit to the stables to examine
some improvements, and a charming game of play with a
litter of puppies just able to roll about, brought them
to four o'clock, when Catherine scarcely thought it could
be three. At four they were to dine, and at six to set
off on their return. Never had any day passed so quickly!
She could not but observe that the abundance of the
dinner did not seem to create the smallest astonishment
in the general; nay, that he was even looking at the
side-table for cold meat which was not there. His son
and daughter's observations were of a different kind.
They had seldom seen him eat so heartily at any table
but his own, and never before known him so little
disconcerted by the melted butter's being oiled.
At six o'clock, the general having taken his coffee,
the carriage again received them; and so gratifying had been
the tenor of his conduct throughout the whole visit, so well
assured was her mind on the subject of his expectations,
that, could she have felt equallyconfident of the wishes
of his son, Catherine would have quitted Woodston with
little anxiety as to the How or the When she might return to it.
CHAPTER 27
The next morning brought the following very unexpected
letter from Isabella:
Bath, April
My dearest Catherine, I received your two kind
letters with the greatest delight, and have a thousand
apologies to make for not answering them sooner.
I really am quite ashamed of my idleness; but in
this horrid place one can find time for nothing.
I have had my pen in my hand to begin a letter to
you almost every day since you left Bath, but have
always been prevented by some silly trifler or other.
Pray write to me soon, and direct to my own home.
Thank God, we leave this vile place tomorrow. Since
you went away, I have had no pleasure in it--the
dust is beyond anything; and everybody one cares
for is gone. I believe if I could see you I should
not mind the rest, for you are dearer to me than
anybody can conceive. I am quite uneasy about your
dear brother, not having heard from him since he
went to Oxford; and am fearful of some
misunderstanding. Your kind offices will set all
right: he is the only man I ever did or could love,
and I trust you will convince him of it. The spring
fashions are partly down; and the hats the most
frightful you can imagine. I hope you spend your
time pleasantly, but am afraid you never think of
me. I will not say all that I could of the family
you are with, because I would not be ungenerous, or
set you against those you esteem; but it is very
difficult to know whom to trust, and young men never
know their minds two days together. I rejoice to
say that the young man whom, of all others, I
particularly abhor, has left Bath. You will know,
from this description, I must mean Captain Tilney,
who, as you may remember, was amazingly disposed to
follow and tease me, before you went away. Afterwards
he got worse, and became quite my shadow. Many
girls might have been taken in, for never were such
attentions; but I knew the fickle sex too well. He
went away to his regiment two days ago, and I trust
I shall never be plagued with him again. He is the
greatest coxcomb I ever saw, and amazingly
disagreeable. The last two days he was always by
the side of Charlotte Davis: I pitied his taste,
but took no notice of him. The last time we met
was in Bath Street, and I turned directly into a
shop that he might not speak to me; I would not even
look at him. He went into the pump-room afterwards;
but I would not have followed him for all the world.
Such a contrast between him and your brother! Pray
send me some news of the latter--I am quite unhappy
about him; he seemed so uncomfortable when he went
away, with a cold, or something that affected his
spirits. I would write to him myself, but have
mislaid his direction; and, as I hinted above, am
afraid he took something in my conduct amiss. Pray
explain everything to his satisfaction; or, if he
still harbours any doubt, a line from himself to
me, or a call at Putney when next in town, might
set all to rights. I have not been to the rooms
this age, nor to the play, except going in last
night with the Hodges, for a frolic, at half price:
they teased me into it; and I was determined they
should not say I shut myself up because Tilney was
gone. We happened to sit by the Mitchells, and they
pretended to be quite surprised to see me out. I
knew their spite: at one time they could not be
civil to me, but now they are all friendship; but
I am not such a fool as to be taken in by them.
You know I have a pretty good spirit of my own.
Anne Mitchell had tried to put on a turban like
mine, as I wore it the week before at the concert,
but made wretched work of it--it happened to become
my odd face, I believe, at least Tilney told me so
at the time, and said every eye was upon me; but he
is the last man whose word I would take. I wear
nothing but purple now: I know I look hideous in
it, but no matter-- it is your dear brother's
favourite colour. Lose no time, my dearest, sweetest
Catherine, in writing to him and to me,
Who ever am, etc.
Such a strain of shallow artifice could not impose
even upon Catherine. Its inconsistencies, contradictions,
and falsehood struck her from the very first. She was
ashamed of Isabella, and ashamed of having ever loved her.
Her professions of attachment were now as disgusting
as her excuses were empty, and her demands impudent.
"Write to James on her behalf! No, James should never hear
Isabella's name mentioned by her again."
On Henry's arrival from Woodston, she made known to him
and Eleanor their brother's safety, congratulating them
with sincerity on it, and reading aloud the most material
passages of her letter with strong indignation.
When she had finished it--"So much for Isabella,"
she cried, "and for all our intimacy! She must think me
an idiot, or she could not have written so; but perhaps
this has served to make her character better known to me
than mine is to her. I see what she has been about.
She is a vain coquette, and her tricks have not answered.
I do not believe she had ever any regard either for James
or for me, and I wish I had never known her."
"It will soon be as if you never had," said Henry.
"There is but one thing that I cannot understand.
I see that she has had designs on Captain Tilney, which have
not succeeded; but I do not understand what Captain Tilney
has been about all this time. Why should he pay her
such attentions as to make her quarrel with my brother,
and then fly off himself?"
"I have very little to say for Frederick's motives,
such as I believe them to have been. He has his vanities
as well as Miss Thorpe, and the chief difference is, that,
having a stronger head, they have not yet injured himself.
If the effect of his behaviour does not justify him with you,
we had better not seek after the cause."
- coldness [´kəuldnis]
n.寒冷；冷淡 (初中英语单词) - improvement [im´pru:vmənt] n.改进，改善，进步 (初中英语单词)
- otherwise [´ʌðəwaiz] ad.另外 conj.否则 (初中英语单词)
- shortly [´ʃɔ:tli] ad.立刻，马上；不久 (初中英语单词)
- admiration [,ædmə´reiʃən] n.赞赏，钦佩 (初中英语单词)
- cottage [´kɔtidʒ] n.村舍；小屋；小别墅 (初中英语单词)
- approve [ə´pru:v] v.赞成；同意；批准 (初中英语单词)
- spoken [´spəukən] speak的过去分词 (初中英语单词)
- meadow [´medəu] n.草地；牧场 (初中英语单词)
- genius [´dʒi:niəs] n.天才(人物)；天赋 (初中英语单词)
- sufficiently [sə´fiʃəntli] ad.充分地，足够地 (初中英语单词)
- charming [´tʃɑ:miŋ] a.可爱的；极好的 (初中英语单词)
- abundance [ə´bʌndəns] n.丰富，充裕 (初中英语单词)
- carriage [´kæridʒ] n.马车；客车；货运 (初中英语单词)
- equally [´i:kwəli] ad.相等地；平等地 (初中英语单词)
- anxiety [æŋ´zaiəti] n.挂念；渴望；焦虑的事 (初中英语单词)
- ashamed [ə´ʃeimd] a.惭愧；不好意思 (初中英语单词)
- conceive [kən´si:v] v.设想；表达；怀孕 (初中英语单词)
- fearful [´fiəfəl] a.可怕的；担心的 (初中英语单词)
- convince [kən´vins] vt.使确信；使认识错误 (初中英语单词)
- partly [´pɑ:tli] ad.部分地；不完全地 (初中英语单词)
- rejoice [ri´dʒɔis] v.(使)高兴；欢庆 (初中英语单词)
- description [di´skripʃən] n.描写 (初中英语单词)
- regiment [´redʒimənt] n.团；一大群 (初中英语单词)
- contrast [´kɔntrɑ:st] n.对比 v.使对比(照) (初中英语单词)
- satisfaction [,sætis´fækʃən] n.满意；满足 (初中英语单词)
- wretched [´retʃid] a.可怜的；倒霉的 (初中英语单词)
- purple [´pə:pl] n.紫色 a.紫(红)的 (初中英语单词)
- writing [´raitiŋ] n.书写；写作；书法 (初中英语单词)
- shallow [´ʃæləu] a.肤浅的；表面的 (初中英语单词)
- arrival [ə´raivəl] n.到达；到达的人(物) (初中英语单词)
- reading [´ri:diŋ] n.(阅)读；朗读；读物 (初中英语单词)
- character [´kæriktə] n.特性；性质；人物；字 (初中英语单词)
- decent [´di:sənt] a.体面的，正派的 (高中英语单词)
- inferior [in´fiəriə] n.下级的 n.下级；晚辈 (高中英语单词)
- simplicity [sim´plisiti] n.简单；朴素 (高中英语单词)
- compliment [´kɔmplimənt] n.敬意 vt.赞美；祝贺 (高中英语单词)
- heartily [´hɑ:tili] ad.衷心地；亲切地 (高中英语单词)
- confident [´kɔnfidənt] a.有信心的，自信的 (高中英语单词)
- horrid [´hɔrid] a.令人讨厌的；极糟的 (高中英语单词)
- uneasy [ʌn´i:zi] a.不安的；不自在的 (高中英语单词)
- oxford [´ɔksfəd] n.牛津 (高中英语单词)
- pleasantly [´plezntli] ad.令人愉快地；舒适地 (高中英语单词)
- esteem [i´sti:m] n.尊重 vt.认为；感到 (高中英语单词)
- uncomfortable [ʌn´kʌmftəbəl] a.不舒服的，不自在的 (高中英语单词)
- frolic [´frɔlik] n.&v.嬉戏 a.嬉戏的 (高中英语单词)
- hideous [´hidiəs] a.丑陋的，可怕的 (高中英语单词)
- strain [strein] vt.拉紧 vi.拖 n.张力 (高中英语单词)
- falsehood [´fɔ:lshud] n.错误；撒谎 (高中英语单词)
- considering [kən´sidəriŋ] prep.就...而论 (英语四级单词)
- peculiarly [pi´kju:liəli] ad.特有地；古怪地 (英语四级单词)
- delighted [di´laitid] a.高兴的；喜欢的 (英语四级单词)
- speedily [´spi:dili] ad.迅速地 (英语四级单词)
- ornamental [,ɔ:nə´mentəl] a.装饰的 n.装饰品 (英语四级单词)
- idleness [´aidlnis] n.懒；闲着不干事 (英语四级单词)
- attachment [ə´tætʃmənt] n.附着；附件；爱慕 (英语四级单词)
- sincerity [sin´seriti] n.真诚；诚意 (英语四级单词)
- calling [´kɔ:liŋ] n.点名；职业；欲望 (英语六级单词)
- prevailing [pri´veiliŋ] a.占优势的；主要的 (英语六级单词)
- saunter [´sɔ:ntə] n.&vi.闲逛；漫步 (英语六级单词)
- amazingly [ə´meiziŋli] ad.惊人地；惊奇地 (英语六级单词)
- fickle [´fikəl] a.轻浮的；多变的 (英语六级单词)
- charlotte [´ʃɑ:lət] n.水果奶油布丁 (英语六级单词)
- affected [ə´fektid] a.做作的；假装的 (英语六级单词)
- turban [´tə:bən] n.(穆斯林的)缠头巾 (英语六级单词)
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