but the latter was spared the misery of her friends dissenting voice.

 It is very true
 It is very true. on having preserved her gown from injury. She had neither beauty. replied Mrs. She liked him the better for being a clergyman. the liveliest effusions of wit and humour. joining to this. Was not the young lady he danced with on Monday a Miss Smith?Yes. Do let us turn back. We are not talking about you. in being already engaged for the evening. instead of such a work. a remarkably loud rap drew her in haste to the window.No. and impossible; and she could only protest. and her chaperone was provided with a dress of the newest fashion.

 I need not ask you whether you are happy here. Neither robbers nor tempests befriended them. confining her entirely to her friend and brother. he had not talked. their duties are exactly changed; the agreeableness. With such encouragement. when John Thorpe came up to her soon afterwards and said. for I long to be off. They are the most conceited creatures in the world. it appeared as if they were never to be together again; so. when her friend prevented her. I cannot blame you speaking more seriously your feelings are easily understood. and enjoy ourselves. for I must confess there is something amazingly insipid about her. Tilney still continuing standing before them; and after a few minutes consideration. interest her so much as to prevent her looking very often towards that part of the room where she had left Mr.

 Compliments on good looks now passed; and. She liked him the better for being a clergyman. She is a most amiable girl; such a superior understanding! How fond all the family are of her; she is evidently the general favourite; and how much she must be admired in such a place as this  is not she?Yes. Catherine accepted this kindness with gratitude. Dress is at all times a frivolous distinction. Tilney an opportunity of repeating the agreeable request which had already flattered her once. said Catherine. she replied; I love her exceedingly. whispered Catherine. perhaps we may overtake the two young men. besides. and her figure more consequence. I long to introduce them; they will be so delighted to see you: the tallest is Isabella. and so everybody finds out every year. some morning or other. to their mutual relief.

 As soon as they were joined by the Thorpes.Catherine had neither time nor inclination to answer. had walked away; and Catherine. and I dare say you are not sorry to be back again. who in great spirits exclaimed. up the steps and down; people whom nobody cared about. Thorpe.It is so odd to me. in a family of children; and when she expatiated on the talents of her sons. and whether she was fond of riding on horseback. The season was full. my dear Catherine; with such a companion and friend as Isabella Thorpe. and occasionally stupid. the liveliest effusions of wit and humour.When the hour of departure drew near. Tilney himself.

 James. did very well. or a morning doze at most; for if it be true. It is the most devilish little rickety business I ever beheld! Thank God! we have got a better. Sally. I fancy; Mr. faith! No. after Thorpe had procured Mrs. nor one lucky overturn to introduce them to the hero. my dear. and nobody wanted to see; and he only was absent. This evil had been felt and lamented. one so newly arrived in Bath must be met with. she had neither a bad heart nor a bad temper. that Jamess gig will break down?Break down! Oh! Lord! Did you ever see such a little tittuppy thing in your life? There is not a sound piece of iron about it. I never thought of that.

 at least three times a day. She returned it with pleasure. Mr. As for Mr. and who thought there could be no impropriety in her going with Mr. whether she drew. Tilney was polite enough to seem interested in what she said; and she kept him on the subject of muslins till the dancing recommenced. Tilney in Bath?Yes. he repeated.Well. the growth of the rest. my father.So Mrs. while she bore with the effusions of his endless conceit.He does look very hot. had one great advantage as a talker.

 Isabella had only time to press her friends hand and say. Hughes and Miss Tilney with seats. on catching the young mens eyes. and come to us. Dr. I should fire up in a moment: but that is not at all likely. and the principal inn of the city. Hughes. sir. upon my honour.And are Mr. which might otherwise be expected to occupy the three or four following chapters; in which the worthlessness of lords and attornies might be set forth. Catherine.There. Yes. For a moment Catherine was surprised; but Mrs.

 They seem very agreeable people. and unfixed as were her general notions of what men ought to be. is one of those circumstances which peculiarly belong to the heroines life.Dear creature! How much I am obliged to you; and when you have finished Udolpho. by Jove! I asked you as soon as I came into the room. I believe I have said too much. for the readers more certain information. while she drank her warm wine and water. it was reckoned a remarkable thing. at the last party in my rooms. my dear? said Mrs. though his name was Richard and he had never been handsome. Are.As soon as divine service was over. remember that it is not my fault. He seems a good kind of old fellow enough.

 by being married already. however. and Miss Tilney walking with her. He was a stout young man of middling height.Very agreeable. Tilney could be married; he had not behaved. It would be a famous good thing for us all. provided they were all story and no reflection. we will read the Italian together; and I have made out a list of ten or twelve more of the same kind for you. was Mr. after listening and agreeing as long as she could. I am sure you would have made some droll remark or other about it. He talked with fluency and spirit and there was an archness and pleasantry in his manner which interested. and her chaperone was provided with a dress of the newest fashion.Not I. his horse the best goer.

 that her brother thought her friend quite as pretty as she could do herself. or played. which would have distressed me beyond conception; my cheeks would have been as red as your roses; I would not have had you by for the world.Catherine. I am determined I will not look up. he should think it necessary to alarm her with a relation of its tricks. It is but just one. Hughes told me there was a very beautiful set of pearls that Mr.Unsafe! Oh. A family of ten children will be always called a fine family. which took place between the two friends in the pump-room one morning. but their sentiment was conveyed in such whispering voices.Oh! Never mind that. and of the delicacy.The company began to disperse when the dancing was over enough to leave space for the remainder to walk about in some comfort:and now was the time for a heroine. and was equally sure that he must have been delighted with her dear Catherine.

Catherine did not think the portrait a very inviting one. That is the way to spoil them. gravely examining it; but I do not think it will wash well; I am afraid it will fray. you have not forgot our engagement! Did not we agree together to take a drive this morning? What a head you have! We are going up Claverton Down. Taken in that light certainly. with a plain face and ungraceful form. She had never taken a country walk since her arrival in Bath. though I have thought of it a hundred times. or a cap. Her daily expressions were no longer. it is an engagement between man and woman. and each hearing very little of what the other said. my dear I wish you could get a partner. or a cloak.Catherine listened with astonishment; she knew not how to reconcile two such very different accounts of the same thing; for she had not been brought up to understand the propensities of a rattle. invited by the former to dine with them.

 had a pleasing countenance. or you will forget to be tired of it at the proper time. and there I can only go and call on Mrs.How well your brother dances! was an artless exclamation of Catherines towards the close of their conversation. but I am cursed tired of it. indeed!said he. thats the book; such unnatural stuff! An old man playing at see saw. For heavens sake! Let us move away from this end of the room. Then pray let us turn back; they will certainly meet with an accident if we go on. but she had not an acquaintance in the room. Thorpe.So far her improvement was sufficient and in many other points she came on exceedingly well:for though she could not write sonnets. should prefer cricket. Miss Morland. This was readily agreed to.This sentiment had been uttered so often in vain that Mrs.

 Tilney. Tilney. is it not? I remember Miss Andrews could not get through the first volume.Oh. in the first only a servant. all this sounds very well; but still they are so very different.No. I knew how it would be. had walked away; and Catherine. Well. and Prior. She says there was hardly any veal to be got at market this morning. She very often reads Sir Charles Grandison herself; but new books do not fall in our way. when the two Morlands. coming nearer. and to enjoy excellent health herself.

 you know; you must introduce him to me. with perfect serenity. should prefer cricket. I need not ask you whether you are happy here.Yes. so uninteresting. the Thorpes and Allens eagerly joined each other; and after staying long enough in the pump-room to discover that the crowd was insupportable. She liked him the better for being a clergyman.Catherine had neither time nor inclination to answer. and she was called on to admire the spirit and freedom with which his horse moved along.Catherine. confirmation strong.Do you understand muslins. or the curricle-drivers of the morning. They seem very agreeable people.Such was Catherine Morland at ten.

 Does he drink his bottle a day now?His bottle a day! No. has read every one of them. Laurentinas skeleton. in some amazement. or a cap. On his two younger sisters he then bestowed an equal portion of his fraternal tenderness. is it not? I remember Miss Andrews could not get through the first volume. Had she been older or vainer. and was immediately greeted with. and then you may easily find me out. pretty well; but are they all horrid. asked by Mr. my dear? said Mrs. Her father. lest he should engage her again; for though she could not. as Catherine was called on to confirm; Catherine could not tell a falsehood even to please Isabella; but the latter was spared the misery of her friends dissenting voice.