I was lol last night while reading this.. that kinda giggling girly laughter that you get when you see love blossoming ;)...chapter 12..
Posted by Haley on January 04, 1998 at 12:36:40:
I was lol last night while reading this.. that kinda giggling girly laughter that you get when you see love blossoming ;)...
" She was right; in a few minutes he appeared,
and, making his way through the then thinning rows,
spoke with like calm politeness to Mrs. Allen and her friend.
Not with such calmness was he answered by the latter:
"Oh! Mr. Tilney, I have been quite wild to speak to you,
and make my apologies. You must have thought me so rude;
but indeed it was not my own fault, was it, Mrs. Allen?
Did not they tell me that Mr. Tilney and his sister were
gone out in a phaeton together? And then what could I do?
But I had ten thousand times rather have been with you;
now had not I, Mrs. Allen?"
"My dear, you tumble my gown," was Mrs. Allen's reply.
Her assurance, however, standing sole as it did,
was not thrown away; it brought a more cordial,
more natural smile into his countenance, and he replied
in a tone which retained only a little affected reserve:
"We were much obliged to you at any rate for wishing us
a pleasant walk after our passing you in Argyle Street:
you were so kind as to look back on purpose."
"But indeed I did not wish you a pleasant walk;
I never thought of such a thing; but I begged Mr. Thorpe
so earnestly to stop; I called out to him as soon as ever I
saw you; now, Mrs. Allen, did not-- Oh! You were not there;
but indeed I did; and, if Mr. Thorpe would only have stopped,
I would have jumped out and run after you."
Is there a Henry in the world who could be insensible
to such a declaration? Henry Tilney at least was not.
With a yet sweeter smile, he said everything that need
be said of his sister's concern, regret, and dependence
on Catherine's honour. *snip*
"But, Mr. Tilney,
why were you less generous than your sister? If she felt
such confidence in my good intentions, and could suppose
it to be only a mistake, why should you be so ready
to take offence?"
"Me! I take offence!"
"Nay, I am sure by your look, when you came into
the box, you were angry."
"I angry! I could have no right."
"Well, nobody would have thought you had no right
who saw your face." He replied by asking her to make
room for him, and talking of the play.
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