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“I shall keep clear of you, Crawford, as long as I can,” said Edmund; “for you would be more likely to disconcert me, and I should be more sorry to see you trying at it than almost any other man.”
“Will he not feel this?” thought Fanny. “No, he can feel nothing as he ought.”
The party being now all united, and the chief talkers attracting each other, she remained in tranquillity57; and as a whist-table was formed after tea–formed really for the amusement of Dr. Grant, by his attentive58 wife, though it was not to be supposed so–and Miss Crawford took her harp59, she had nothing to do but to listen; and her tranquillity remained undisturbed the rest of the evening, except when Mr. Crawford now and then addressed to her a question or observation, which she could not avoid answering. Miss Crawford was too much vexed60 by what had passed to be in a humour for anything but music. With that she soothed61 herself and amused her friend.
The assurance of Edmund’s being so soon to take orders, coming upon her like a blow that had been suspended, and still hoped uncertain and at a distance, was felt with resentment62 and mortification63. She was very angry with him. She had thought her influence more. She had begun to think of him; she felt that she had, with great regard, with almost decided64 intentions; but she would now meet him with his own cool feelings. It was plain that he could have no serious views, no true attachment65, by fixing himself in a situation which he must know she