instance of very severe ill-luck; and his indignation was such, that had it not been for delicacy35 towards his friend, and his friend’s youngest sister, he believed he should certainly attack the baronet on the absurdity36 of his proceedings37, and argue him into a little more rationality. He believed this very stoutly38 while he was in Mansfield Wood, and all the way home; but there was a something in Sir Thomas, when they sat round the same table, which made Mr. Yates think it wiser to let him pursue his own way, and feel the folly39 of it without opposition40. He had known many disagreeable fathers before, and often been struck with the inconveniences they occasioned, but never, in the whole course of his life, had he seen one of that class so unintelligibly41 moral, so infamously42 tyrannical as Sir Thomas. He was not a man to be endured but for his children’s sake, and he might be thankful to his fair daughter Julia that Mr. Yates did yet mean to stay a few days longer under his roof.
The evening passed with external smoothness, though almost every mind was ruffled43; and the music which Sir Thomas called for from his daughters helped to conceal44 the want of real harmony. Maria was in a good deal of agitation45. It was of the utmost consequence to her that Crawford should now lose no time in declaring himself, and she was disturbed that even a day should be gone by without seeming to advance that point. She had been expecting to see him the whole morning, and all the evening, too, was still expecting him. Mr. Rushworth had set off