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-
dress on Catherine’s entering the box and sitting by her.
‘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
you, I can hardly exist till I see him.’
‘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
so exactly the same, it was quite ridiculous!’
To be continued
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