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She was not deceived in her own expectation of pleasure; the co her during the first four acts, would have supposed she had any wretchedness about her On the beginning of the fifth, however, the sudden view of Mr Henry Tilney and his father, joining a party in the opposite box, recalled her to anxiety and distress The stage could no longer excite genuine er keep her whole attention

Every other look upon an average was directed towards the opposite box; and, for the space of two entire scenes, did she thus watch Henry Tilney, without being once able to catch his eye No longer could he be suspected of indifference for a play; his notice was never withdrawn froth, however, he did look towards her, and he bowed--but such a bow!

No smile, no continued observance attended it; his eyes were immediately returned to their former direction Catherine was restlessly miserable; she could almost have run round to the box in which he sat and forced his rather natural than heroic possessed her; instead of considering her own dignity injured by this ready conde, in conscious innocence, to show her resentment towards him who could harbour a doubt of it, to leave to hihten hi with somebody else--she took to herself all the shame of er for an opportunity of explaining its cause

The play concluded--the curtain fell--Henry Tilney was no longer to be seen where he had hitherto sat, but his father re round to their box She was right; in a few h 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 ht me so rude; but indeed it was not my own fault, was it, Mrs Allen? Did not they tell one 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 tuoas Mrs Allen's reply