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Monday, January 3rd, 2011

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    spirits, courage, and curiosity up to anything, William expressed an
    inclination to hunt; and Crawford could mount him without the
    slightest inconvenience to himself, and with only some scruples to
    obviate in Sir Thomas, who knew better than his nephew the value
    of such a loan, and some alarms to reason away in FannyShe feared
    for William; by no means convinced by all that he could relate of
    his own horsemanship in various countries, of the scrambling parties
    in which he had been engaged, the rough horses and mules he
    had ridden, or his many narrow escapes from dreadful falls, that he
    was at all equal to the management of a high-fed hunter in an English
    fox-chase; nor till he returned safe and well, without accident
    or discredit, could she be reconciled to the risk, or feel any of that
    obligation to MrCrawford for lending the horse which he had
    fully intended it should produceWhen it was proved, however, to
    have done William no harm, she could allow it to be a kindness,
    and even reward the owner with a smile when the animal was one
    minute tendered to his use again; and the next, with the greatest
    cordiality, and in a manner not to be resisted, made over to his use
    entirely so long as he remained in Northamptonshire
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    CHAPTER XXV
    THE INTERCOURSE of the two families was at this period more nearly
    restored to what it had been in the autumn, than any member of
    the old intimacy had thought ever likely to be againThe return of
    Henry Crawford, and the arrival of William Price, had much to
    do with it, but much was still owing to Sir Thomas’s more than
    toleration of the neighbourly attempts at the ParsonageHis mind,
    now disengaged from the cares which had pressed on him at first,
    was at leisure to find the Grants and their young inmates really
    worth visiting; and though infinitely above scheming or contriving
    for any the most advantageous matrimonial establishment that
    could be among the apparent possibilities of any one most dear to
    him, and disdaining even as a littleness the being quick-sighted
    on such points, he could not avoid perceiving, in a grand and
    careless way, that MrCrawford was somewhat distinguishing his
    niece—nor perhaps refrain (though unconsciously) from giving a
    more willing assent to invitations on that account
    His readiness, however, in agreeing to dine at the Parsonage, when
    the general invitation was at last hazarded, after many debates and
    many doubts as to whether it were worth while, “because Sir Thomas
    seemed so ill inclined, and Lady Bertram was so indolent!”
    proceeded from good-breeding and goodwill alone, and had nothing
    to do with MrCrawford, but as being one in an agreeable group:
    for it was in the course of that very visit that he first began to think
    that any one in the habit of such idle observations would have thought
    that MrCrawford was the admirer of Fanny Price
    The meeting was generally felt to be a pleasant one, being composed
    in a good proportion of those who would talk and those who
    would listen; and the dinner itself was elegant and plentiful, according
    to the usual style of the Grants, and too much according to the
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    usual habits of all to raise any emotion except in MrsNorris, who
    could never behold either the wide table or the number of dishes on
    it with patience, and who did always contrive to experience some
    evil from the passing of the servants behind her chair, and to bring
    away some fresh conviction of its being impossible among so many
    dishes but that some must be cold
    In the evening it was found, according to the predetermination of
    MrsGrant and her sister, that after making up the whist-table there
    would remain sufficient for a round game, and everybody being as
    perfectly complying and without a choice as on such occasions they
    always are, speculation was decided on almost as soon as whist; and
    Lady Bertram soon found herself in the critical situation of being
    applied to for her own choice between the games, and being required
    either to draw a card for whist or notLuckily
    Sir Thomas was at hand
    “What shall I do, Sir Thomas? Whist and speculation; which will
    amuse me most?”
    Sir Thomas, after a moment’s thought, recommended speculation
    He was a whist player himself, and perhaps might feel that it
    would not much amuse him to have her for a partner
    “Very well,” was her ladyship’s contented answer; “then speculation,
    if you please, MrsI know nothing about it, but Fanny
    must teach me
    Here Fanny interposed, however, with anxious protestations of
    her own equal ignorance; she had never played the game nor seen it
    played in her life; and Lady Bertram felt a moment’s indecision
    again; but upon everybody’s assuring her that nothing could be so
    easy, that it was the easiest game on the cards, and Henry Crawford’s
    stepping forward with a most earnest request to be allowed to sit
    between her ladyship and Miss Price, and teach them both, it was
    so settled; and Sir Thomas, MrsGrant
    being seated at the table of prime intellectual state and dignity, the
    remaining six, under Miss Crawford’s direction, were arranged round
    the otherIt was a fine arrangement for Henry Crawford, who was
    close to Fanny, and with his hands full of business, having two persons’
    cards to manage as well as his own; for though it was impossible
    for Fanny not to feel herself mistress of the rules of the game in
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    three minutes, he had yet to inspirit her play, sharpen her avarice,
    and harden her heart, which, especially in any competition with
    William, was a work of some difficulty; and as for Lady Bertram, he
    must continue in charge of all her fame and fortune through the
    whole evening; and if quick enough to keep her from looking at her
    cards when the deal began, must direct her in whatever was to be
    done with them to the end of it
    He was in high spirits, doing everything with happy ease, and preeminent
    in all the lively turns, quick resources, and playful impudence
    that could do honour to the game; and the round table was
    altogether a very comfortable contrast to the steady sobriety and orderly
    silence of the other
    Twice had Sir Thomas inquired into the enjoyment and success
    of his lady, but in vain; no pause was long enough for the time his
    measured manner needed; and very little of her state could be known
    till Mr

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