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han hadde forhørt seg om herregården; han ville være glad for å få jaktrettighetene, men gjorde ikke noe stort poeng av det; han sa at det hendte han gikk ut med en børse, men at han aldri drepte noe; en herre med dannelse.

Hun prøvde å være rolig og la alt gå sin gang; og prøvde å trøste seg med følgende rasjonelle argument: <Hvis det virkelig er trofast kjærlighet på begge sider, vil våre hjerter før eller siden finne hverandre. Vi er ikke ungdommer som irriterer seg over småting og lar seg forlede av et øyeblikks forsømmelse til tankeløst å sette sin egen lykke på spill.>

There could have been no two hearts so open, no tastes so similar, no feelings so in unison, no countenances so beloved. Now they were as strangers; nay, worse than strangers, for they could never become acquainted. It was a perpetual estrangement.

She thought it was the misfortune of poetry, to be seldom safely enjoyed by those who enjoyed it completely; and that the strong feelings which alone could estimate it truly, were the very feelings which ought to taste it but sparingly.

All the privilege I claim for my own sex (it is not a very enviable one; you need not covet it), is that of loving longest, when existence or when hope is gone.

Hun håpet å bli vis og fornuftig med tiden; men akk! akk! hun måtte erkjenne for seg selv at hun ikke var vis ennå.

I can listen no longer in silence. I must speak to you by such means as are within my reach. You pierce my soul. I am half agony, half hope. Tell me not that I am too late, that such precious feelings are gone for ever. I offer myself to you again with a heart even more your own than when you almost broke it, eight years and a half ago. Dare not say that man forgets sooner than woman, that his love has an earlier death. I have loved none but you. Unjust I may have been, weak and resentful I have been, but never inconstant. You alone have brought me to Bath. For you alone, I think and plan. Have you not seen this? Can you fail to have understood my wishes? I had not waited even these ten days, could I have read your feelings, as I think you must have penetrated mine. I can hardly write. I am every instant hearing something which overpowers me. You sink your voice, but I can distinguish the tones of that voice when they would be lost on others. Too good, too excellent creature! You do us justice, indeed. You do believe that there is true attachment and constancy among men. Believe it to be most fervent, most undeviating, in F. W.

I must go, uncertain of my fate; but I shall return hither, or follow your party, as soon as possible. A word, a look, will be enough to decide whether I enter your father's house this evening or never.