An abbey! Yes, it was delightful to be really in an abbey!
But she doubted, as she looked round the room, whether
anything within her observation would have given her the
consciousness. The furniture was in all the profusion and
elegance of modern taste. The windows, to which she looked
with peculiar dependence, from having heard the general
talk of his preserving them in their Gothic form with rev-
erential care, were yet less what her fancy had portrayed.
The general, perceiving how her eye was employed, be-
gan to talk of the smallness of the room and simplicity of the
furniture, where everything, being for daily use, pretended
only to comfort, etc.; flattering himself, however, that there
were some apartments in the Abbey not unworthy her no-
tice — and was proceeding to mention the costly gilding of
one in particular, when, taking out his watch, he stopped
short to pronounce it with surprise within twenty minutes
of five! This seemed the word of separation, and Catherine
found herself hurried away by Miss Tilney in such a manner
as convinced her that the strictest punctuality to the family
hours would be expected at Northanger.
To be continued
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