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"Oh, don't think of h her eyes were filled with tears as she spoke, "don't think of MY health Elinor is well, you see That h for us both"

This remark was not calculated to ood will of Lucy, who looked up at Marianne with no very benignant expression

"Do you like London?" said Edward, willing to say any thing that ht introduce another subject

"Not at all I expected ht of you, Edward, is the only comfort it has afforded; and thank Heaven! you are what you alere!"

She paused--no one spoke

"I think, Elinor," she presently added, "we must employ Edward to take care of us in our return to Barton In a week or two, I suppose, we shall be going; and, I trust, Edill not be very unwilling to accept the charge"

Poor Edward , but what it was, nobody knew, not even hiitation, and could easily trace it to whatever cause best pleased herself, was perfectly satisfied, and soon talked of so else

"We spent such a day, Edward, in Harley Street yesterday! So dull, so wretchedly dull!--But I have much to say to you on that head, which cannot be said now"

And with this ad theirparticularly disgusted with his mother, till they were more in private

"But ere you not there, Edward?--Why did you not coed! But as that, when such friends were to be er to take soereat"

Elinor was very angry, but Marianne see; for she cal, I am very sure that conscience only kept Edward from Harley Street And I really believe he HAS the most delicate conscience in the world; the eainst his interest or pleasure He is theexpectation, and theselfish, of any body I ever saard, it is so, and I will say it What!