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Austen, Jane

"Sense And Sensibility"

-- Such an evening!--I ran away from you all as soon as I could; but not before I had seen Marianne's sweet face as white as death.--THAT was the last, last look I ever had of her;-- the last manner in which she appeared to me. It was a horrid sight!--yet when I thought of her to-day as really dying, it was a kind of comfort to me to imagine that I knew exactly how she would appear to those, who saw her last in this world. She was before me, constantly before me, as I travelled, in the same look and hue."


? ? ? ? A short pause of mutual thoughtfulness succeeded. Willoughby first rousing himself, broke it thus:


? ? ? ? "Well, let me make haste and be gone. Your sister is certainly better, certainly out of danger?"


? ? ? ? "We are assured of it."


? ? ? ? "Your poor mother, too!--doting on Marianne."


? ? ? ? "But the letter, Mr. Willoughby, your own letter; have you any thing to say about that?"


? ? ? ? "Yes, yes, THAT in particular. Your sister wrote to me again, you know, the very next morning. You saw what she said.


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