Northanger Abbey. Theatre
The Allens, Thorpes, and Morlands all met in the eve-
ning at the theatre; and, as Catherine and Isabella sat
together, there was then an opportunity for the latter to ut-
ter some few of the many thousand things which had been
collecting within her for communication in the immeasur-
able length of time which had divided them. ‘Oh, heavens!
My beloved Catherine, have I got you at last?’ was her ad-
‘Now, Mr. Morland,’ for he was close to her on the other
side, ‘I shall not speak another word to you all the rest of
the evening; so I charge you not to expect it. My sweetest
Catherine, how have you been this long age? But I need not
ask you, for you look delightfully. You really have done your
hair in a more heavenly style than ever; you mischievous
creature, do you want to attract everybody? I assure you,
my brother is quite in love with you already; and as for Mr.
Tilney — but that is a settled thing — even your modesty
cannot doubt his attachment now; his coming back to Bath
makes it too plain. Oh! What would not I give to see him!
Is he in the house now? Look about, for heaven’s sake! I assure
‘No,’ said Catherine, ‘he is not here; I cannot see him
‘Oh, horrid! Am I never to be acquainted with him? How
do you like my gown? I think it does not look amiss; the
sleeves were entirely my own thought. Do you know, I get so
immoderately sick of Bath; your brother and I were agree-
ing this morning that, though it is vastly well to be here for
a few weeks, we would not live here for millions. We soon
found out that our tastes were exactly alike in preferring
the country to every other place; really, our opinions were
To be continued
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