Jane Austen (1775 – 1817), single del giorno
She now felt a great inclination to go to the outer door; she wanted to see if it rained. Why was she to suspect her self of another motive? Captain Wentworth must be out of sight. She left her seat, she would go; one half of her should not be always so much wiser than the other half, or always suspecting the other of being worse than it was. She would see if it rained. She was sent back however, in a moment by the entrance of Captain Wentworth himself, among a party of gentlemen and ladies, evidently his acquaintance, and whom he must have joined a little below Milsom Street. He was more obviously struck and confused by the sight of her than she had ever observed before; he looked quite red. For the first time, since their renewed acquaintances, he felt that she was betraying the least sensibility of the two. She had the advantage of him in the preparation of the last few moments. All the overpowering, blinding, bewildering first effects of strong surprize were over with her. Still, however, she had enough to feel! It was agitation, pain, pleasure, a something between delight and misery.
‘Oh! cried Annc eagerly,’ I hope I do justice to all that is felt by you, and by those who rcsemble you. God forbid that I should undervalue the warm and faithful feelings of any of my fellow-creatures! I should deserve utter contempt if I dared to suppose that true attachment and constancy were known only by woman. No, I believe you capable of very thing great and good in your married lives. I believe you equal to every important exertion, and to every domestic for bearance, so long as – if I may be allowed the expression- so long as you have an object. I mean while the woman you love lives, and lives for you. All the privilege I claim for my own sex (it is not a very enviable one; you need not covet it) is that of loving longest, when existence or when hope is gone.’ She could not immediately have uttered an other sentence; her heart was too full, her breath too much oppressed.
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