Ch. 10: But by coolly giving the reins a better direction herself, they happily passed the danger; and by once afterwards judiciously putting out her hand, they neither fell into a rut, nor ran foul of a dung-cart; and Anne, with some amusement at their style of driving, which she imagined no bad representation of the general guidance of their affairs, found herself safely deposited by them at the cottage.
Love this description! And I have to wonder if FW's expectations of a woman, with his praise of Louisa's firmness of mind, comes from his experience of his sister. But if it does, could he really be happy with Louisa, who is much more frivolous than I can imagine Mrs. Croft ever being, and whom it now appears he's on his way to choosing?