Fanny dared not make any farther opposition57; and with renewed but less happy thanks accepted the necklace again, for there was an expression in Miss Crawford’s eyes which she could not be satisfied with.
It was impossible for her to be insensible of Mr. Crawford’s change of manners. She had long seen it. He evidently tried to please her: he was gallant58, he was attentive59, he was something like what he had been to her cousins: he wanted, she supposed, to cheat her of her tranquillity60 as he had cheated them; and whether he might not have some concern in this necklace–she could not be convinced that he had not, for Miss Crawford, complaisant61 as a sister, was careless as a woman and a friend.
Reflecting and doubting, and feeling that the possession of what she had so much wished for did not bring much satisfaction, she now walked home again, with a change rather than a diminution62 of cares since her treading that path before.
but you have always known my opinion of her; you can bear me witness, Fanny, that I have never been blinded. How many a time have we talked over her little errors! You need not fear me; I have almost given up every serious idea of her; but I must be a blockhead indeed, if, whatever befell me, I could think of your kindness and sympathy without the sincerest gratitude16.”