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  "Well, Miss Dashwood," said Mrs. Jennings, sagaciously smiling, as soon
  as the gentleman had withdrawn, "I do not ask you what the Colonel has
  been saying to you; for though, upon my honour, I TRIED to keep out of
  hearing, I could not help catching enough to understand his business.
  And I assure you I never was better pleased in my life, and I wish you
  joy of it with all my heart."
  
  "Thank you, ma'am," said Elinor.  "It is a matter of great joy to me;
  and I feel the goodness of Colonel Brandon most sensibly.  There are
  not many men who would act as he has done.  Few people who have so
  compassionate a heart!  I never was more astonished in my life."
  
  "Lord! my dear, you are very modest.  I an't the least astonished at it
  in the world, for I have often thought of late, there was nothing more
  likely to happen."
  
  "You judged from your knowledge of the Colonel's general benevolence;
  but at least you could not foresee that the opportunity would so very
  soon occur."
  
  "Opportunity!" repeated Mrs. Jennings--"Oh! as to that, when a man has
  once made up his mind to such a thing, somehow or other he will soon
  find an opportunity.  Well, my dear, I wish you joy of it again and
  again; and if ever there was a happy couple in the world, I think I
  shall soon know where to look for them."
  
  "You mean to go to Delaford after them I suppose," said Elinor, with a
  faint smile.
  
  "Aye, my dear, that I do, indeed.  And as to the house being a bad one,
  I do not know what the Colonel would be at, for it is as good a one as
  ever I saw."
  
  "He spoke of its being out of repair."
  
  "Well, and whose fault is that? why don't he repair it?--who should do
  it but himself?"
  
  They were interrupted by the servant's coming in to announce the
  carriage being at the door; and Mrs. Jennings immediately preparing to
  go, said,--
  
  "Well, my dear, I must be gone before I have had half my talk out.
  But, however, we may have it all over in the evening; for we shall be
  quite alone.  I do not ask you to go with me, for I dare say your mind
  is too full of the matter to care for company; and besides, you must
  long to tell your sister all about it."
  
  Marianne had left the room before the conversation began.
  
  "Certainly, ma'am, I shall tell Marianne of it; but I shall not mention
  it at present to any body else."
  
  "Oh! very well," said Mrs. Jennings rather disappointed.  "Then you
  would not have me tell it to Lucy, for I think of going as far as
  Holborn to-day."
  
  "No, ma'am, not even Lucy if you please.  One day's delay will not be
  very material; and till I have written to Mr. Ferrars, I think it ought
  not to be mentioned to any body else.  I shall do THAT directly.  It is
  of importance that no time should be lost with him, for he will of
  course have much to do relative to his ordination."
  
  This speech at first puzzled Mrs. Jennings exceedingly.  Why Mr.
  Ferrars was to have been written to about it in such a hurry, she could
  not immediately comprehend.  A few moments' reflection, however,
  produced a very happy idea, and she exclaimed;--
  
  "Oh, ho!--I understand you.  Mr. Ferrars is to be the man.  Well, so
  much the better for him.  Ay, to be sure, he must be ordained in
  readiness; and I am very glad to find things are so forward between
  you.  But, my dear, is not this rather out of character?  Should not
  the Colonel write himself?--sure, he is the proper person."
  
  Elinor did not quite understand the beginning of Mrs. Jennings's
  speech, neither did she think it worth inquiring into; and therefore
  only replied to its conclusion.
  
  "Colonel Brandon is so delicate a man, that he rather wished any one to
  announce his intentions to Mr. Ferrars than himself."
  
  "And so YOU are forced to do it.  Well THAT is an odd kind of delicacy!
  However, I will not disturb you (seeing her preparing to write.)  You
  know your own concerns best.  So goodby, my dear.  I have not heard of
  any thing to please me so well since Charlotte was brought to bed."
  
  And away she went; but returning again in a moment,
  
  "I have just been thinking of Betty's sister, my dear.  I should be
  very glad to get her so good a mistress.  But whether she would do for
  a lady's maid, I am sure I can't tell.  She is an excellent housemaid,
  and works very well at her needle.  However, you will think of all that
  at your leisure."
  
  "Certainly, ma'am," replied Elinor, not hearing much of what she said,
  and more anxious to be alone, than to be mistress of the subject.
  
  How she should begin--how she should express herself in her note to
  Edward, was now all her concern.  The particular circumstances between
  them made a difficulty of that which to any other person would have
  been the easiest thing in the world; but she equally feared to say too
  much or too little, and sat deliberating over her paper, with the pen
  in her hand, till broken in on by the entrance of Edward himself.
  
  He had met Mrs. Jennings at the door in her way to the carriage, as he
  came to leave his farewell card; and she, after apologising for not
  returning herself, had obliged him to enter, by saying that Miss
  Dashwood was above, and wanted to speak with him on very particular
  business.
  
  Elinor had just been congratulating herself, in the midst of her
  perplexity, that however difficult it might be to express herself
  properly by letter, it was at least preferable to giving the
  information by word of mouth, when her visitor entered, to force her
  upon this greatest exertion of all.  Her astonishment and confusion
  were very great on his so sudden appearance.  She had not seen him
  before since his engagement became public, and therefore not since his
  knowing her to be acquainted with it; which, with the consciousness of
  what she had been thinking of, and what she had to tell him, made her
  feel particularly uncomfortable for some minutes.  He too was much
  distressed; and they sat down together in a most promising state of
  embarrassment.--Whether he had asked her pardon for his intrusion on
  first coming into the room, he could not recollect; but determining to
  be on the safe side, he made his apology in form as soon as he could
  say any thing, after taking a chair.
  
  "Mrs. Jennings told me," said he, "that you wished to speak with me, at
  least I understood her so--or I certainly should not have intruded on
  you in such a manner; though at the same time, I should have been
  extremely sorry to leave London without seeing you and your sister;
  especially as it will most likely be some time--it is not probable that
  I should soon have the pleasure of meeting you again.  I go to Oxford
  tomorrow."
  
  "You would not have gone, however," said Elinor, recovering herself,
  and determined to get over what she so much dreaded as soon as
  possible, "without receiving our good wishes, even if we had not been
  able to give them in person.  Mrs. Jennings was quite right in what she
  said.  I have something of consequence to inform you of, which I was on
  the point of communicating by paper.  I am charged with a most
  agreeable office (breathing rather faster than usual as she spoke.)
  Colonel Brandon, who was here only ten minutes ago, has desired me to
  say, that understanding you mean to take orders, he has great pleasure
  in offering you the living of Delaford now just vacant, and only wishes
  it were more valuable.  Allow me to congratulate you on having so
  respectable and well-judging a friend, and to join in his wish that the
  living--it is about two hundred a-year--were much more considerable,
  and such as might better enable you to--as might be more than a
  temporary accommodation to yourself--such, in short, as might establish
  all your views of happiness."
  
  What Edward felt, as he could not say it himself, it cannot be expected
  that any one else should say for him.  He LOOKED all the astonishment
  which such unexpected, such unthought-of information could not fail of
  exciting; but he said only these two words,
  
  "Colonel Brandon!"
  
  "Yes," continued Elinor, gathering more resolution, as some of the
  worst was over, "Colonel Brandon means it as a testimony of his concern
  for what has lately passed--for the cruel situation in which the
  unjustifiable conduct of your family has placed you--a concern which I
  am sure Marianne, myself, and all your friends, must share; and
  likewise as a proof of his high esteem for your general character, and
  his particular approbation of your behaviour on the present occasion."
  
  "Colonel Brandon give ME a living!--Can it be possible?"
  
  "The unkindness of your own relations has made you astonished to find
  friendship any where."
  
  "No," replied he, with sudden consciousness, "not to find it in YOU;
  for I cannot be ignorant that to you, to your goodness, I owe it
  all.--I feel it--I would express it if I could--but, as you well know,
  I am no orator."
  
  "You are very much mistaken.  I do assure you that you owe it entirely,
  at least almost entirely, to your own merit, and Colonel Brandon's
  discernment of it.  I have had no hand in it.  I did not even know,
  till I understood his design, that the living was vacant; nor had it
  ever occurred to me that he might have had such a living in his gift.
  As a friend of mine, of my family, he may, perhaps--indeed I know he
  HAS, still greater pleasure in bestowing it; but, upon my word, you owe
  nothing to my solicitation."
  
  Truth obliged her to acknowledge some small share in the action, but
  she was at the same time so unwilling to appear as the benefactress of
  Edward, that she acknowledged it with hesitation; which probably
  contributed to fix that suspicion in his mind which had recently
  entered it.  For a short time he sat deep in thought, after Elinor had
  ceased to speak;--at last, and as if it were rather an effort, he said,
  
  "Colonel Brandon seems a man of great worth and respectability.  I have
  always heard him spoken of as such, and your brother I know esteems him
  highly.  He is undoubtedly a sensible man, and in his manners perfectly
  the gentleman."
  
  "Indeed," replied Elinor, "I believe that you will find him, on farther
  acquaintance, all that you have heard him to be, and as you will be
  such very near neighbours (for I understand the parsonage is almost
  close to the mansion-house,) it is particularly important that he
  SHOULD be all this."
  
  Edward made no answer; but when she had turned away her head, gave her
  a look so serious, so earnest, so uncheerful, as seemed to say, that he
  might hereafter wish the distance between the parsonage and the
  mansion-house much greater.
  
  "Colonel Brandon, I think, lodges in St. James Street," said he, soon
  afterwards, rising from his chair.
  
  Elinor told him the number of the house.
  
  "I must hurry away then, to give him those thanks which you will not
  allow me to give YOU; to assure him that he has made me a very--an
  exceedingly happy man."
  
  Elinor did not offer to detain him; and they parted, with a very
  earnest assurance on HER side of her unceasing good wishes for his
  happiness in every change of situation that might befall him; on HIS,
  with rather an attempt to return the same good will, than the power of
  expressing it.
  
  "When I see him again," said Elinor to herself, as the door shut him
  out, "I shall see him the husband of Lucy."
  
  And with this pleasing anticipation, she sat down to reconsider the
  past, recall the words and endeavour to comprehend all the feelings of
  Edward; and, of course, to reflect on her own with discontent.
  
  When Mrs. Jennings came home, though she returned from seeing people
  whom she had never seen before, and of whom therefore she must have a
  great deal to say, her mind was so much more occupied by the important
  secret in her possession, than by anything else, that she reverted to
  it again as soon as Elinor appeared.
  
  "Well, my dear," she cried, "I sent you up the young man.  Did not I
  do right?--And I suppose you had no great difficulty--You did not find
  him very unwilling to accept your proposal?"
  
  "No, ma'am; THAT was not very likely."
  
  "Well, and how soon will he be ready?--For it seems all to depend upon
  that."
  
  "Really," said Elinor, "I know so little of these kind of forms, that I
  can hardly even conjecture as to the time, or the preparation
  necessary; but I suppose two or three months will complete his
  ordination."
  
  "Two or three months!" cried Mrs. Jennings; "Lord! my dear, how calmly
  you talk of it; and can the Colonel wait two or three months! Lord
  bless me!--I am sure it would put ME quite out of patience!--And though
  one would be very glad to do a kindness by poor Mr. Ferrars, I do think
  it is not worth while to wait two or three months for him.  Sure
  somebody else might be found that would do as well; somebody that is in
  orders already."
  
  "My dear ma'am," said Elinor, "what can you be thinking of?-- Why,
  Colonel Brandon's only object is to be of use to Mr. Ferrars."
  
  "Lord bless you, my dear!--Sure you do not mean to persuade me that the
  Colonel only marries you for the sake of giving ten guineas to Mr.
  Ferrars!"
  
  The deception could not continue after this; and an explanation
  immediately took place, by which both gained considerable amusement for
  the moment, without any material loss of happiness to either, for Mrs.
  Jennings only exchanged one form of delight for another, and still
  without forfeiting her expectation of the first.
  
  "Aye, aye, the parsonage is but a small one," said she, after the first
  ebullition of surprise and satisfaction was over, "and very likely MAY
  be out of repair; but to hear a man apologising, as I thought, for a
  house that to my knowledge has five sitting rooms on the ground-floor,
  and I think the housekeeper told me could make up fifteen beds!--and to
  you too, that had been used to live in Barton cottage!-- It seems quite
  ridiculous.  But, my dear, we must touch up the Colonel to do some
  thing to the parsonage, and make it comfortable for them, before Lucy
  goes to it."
  
  "But Colonel Brandon does not seem to have any idea of the living's
  being enough to allow them to marry."
  
  "The Colonel is a ninny, my dear; because he has two thousand a-year
  himself, he thinks that nobody else can marry on less.  Take my word
  for it, that, if I am alive, I shall be paying a visit at Delaford
  Parsonage before Michaelmas; and I am sure I shan't go if Lucy an't
  there."
  
  Elinor was quite of her opinion, as to the probability of their not
  waiting for any thing more.
  
  
  
  
  Edward, having carried his thanks to Colonel Brandon, proceeded with
  his happiness to Lucy; and such was the excess of it by the time he
  reached Bartlett's Buildings, that she was able to assure Mrs.
  Jennings, who called on her again the next day with her
  congratulations, that she had never seen him in such spirits before in
  her life.
  
  Her own happiness, and her own spirits, were at least very certain; and
  she joined Mrs. Jennings most heartily in her expectation of their
  being all comfortably together in Delaford Parsonage before Michaelmas.
  So far was she, at the same time, from any backwardness to give Elinor
  that credit which Edward WOULD give her, that she spoke of her
  friendship for them both with the most grateful warmth, was ready to
  own all their obligation to her, and openly declared that no exertion
  for their good on Miss Dashwood's part, either present or future, would
  ever surprise her, for she believed her capable of doing any thing in
  the world for those she really valued.  As for Colonel Brandon, she was
  not only ready to worship him as a saint, but was moreover truly
  anxious that he should be treated as one in all worldly concerns;
  anxious that his tithes should be raised to the utmost; and scarcely
  resolved to avail herself, at Delaford, as far as she possibly could,
  of his servants, his carriage, his cows, and his poultry.
  
  It was now above a week since John Dashwood had called in Berkeley
  Street, and as since that time no notice had been taken by them of his
  wife's indisposition, beyond one verbal enquiry, Elinor began to feel
  it necessary to pay her a visit.--This was an obligation, however,
  which not only opposed her own inclination, but which had not the
  assistance of any encouragement from her companions.  Marianne, not
  contented with absolutely refusing to go herself, was very urgent to
  prevent her sister's going at all; and Mrs. Jennings, though her
  carriage was always at Elinor's service, so very much disliked Mrs.
  John Dashwood, that not even her curiosity to see how she looked after
  the late discovery, nor her strong desire to affront her by taking
  Edward's part, could overcome her unwillingness to be in her company
  again.  The consequence was, that Elinor set out by herself to pay a
  visit, for which no one could really have less inclination, and to run
  the risk of a tete-a-tete with a woman, whom neither of the others had
  so much reason to dislike.
  
  Mrs. Dashwood was denied; but before the carriage could turn from the
  house, her husband accidentally came out.  He expressed great pleasure
  in meeting Elinor, told her that he had been just going to call in
  Berkeley Street, and, assuring her that Fanny would be very glad to see
  her, invited her to come in.
  
  They walked up stairs in to the drawing-room.--Nobody was there.
  
  "Fanny is in her own room, I suppose," said he:--"I will go to her
  presently, for I am sure she will not have the least objection in the
  world to seeing YOU.-- Very far from it, indeed.  NOW especially there
  cannot be--but however, you and Marianne were always great
  favourites.--Why would not Marianne come?"--
  
  Elinor made what excuse she could for her.
  
  "I am not sorry to see you alone," he replied, "for I have a good deal
  to say to you.  This living of Colonel Brandon's--can it be true?--has
  he really given it to Edward?--I heard it yesterday by chance, and was
  coming to you on purpose to enquire farther about it."
  
  "It is perfectly true.--Colonel Brandon has given the living of
  Delaford to Edward."
  
  "Really!--Well, this is very astonishing!--no relationship!--no
  connection between them!--and now that livings fetch such a
  price!--what was the value of this?"
  
  "About two hundred a year."
  
  "Very well--and for the next presentation to a living of that
  value--supposing the late incumbent to have been old and sickly, and
  likely to vacate it soon--he might have got I dare say--fourteen
  hundred pounds.  And how came he not to have settled that matter before
  this person's death?--NOW indeed it would be too late to sell it, but a
  man of Colonel Brandon's sense!--I wonder he should be so improvident
  in a point of such common, such natural, concern!--Well, I am convinced
  that there is a vast deal of inconsistency in almost every human
  character.  I suppose, however--on recollection--that the case may
  probably be THIS.  Edward is only to hold the living till the person to
  whom the Colonel has really sold the presentation, is old enough to
  take it.--Aye, aye, that is the fact, depend upon it."
  
  Elinor contradicted it, however, very positively; and by relating that
  she had herself been employed in conveying the offer from Colonel
  Brandon to Edward, and, therefore, must understand the terms on which
  it was given, obliged him to submit to her authority.
  
  "It is truly astonishing!"--he cried, after hearing what she
  said--"what could be the Colonel's motive?"
  
  "A very simple one--to be of use to Mr. Ferrars."
  
  "Well, well; whatever Colonel Brandon may be, Edward is a very lucky
  man.--You will not mention the matter to Fanny, however, for though I
  have broke it to her, and she bears it vastly well,--she will not like
  to hear it much talked of."
  
  Elinor had some difficulty here to refrain from observing, that she
  thought Fanny might have borne with composure, an acquisition of wealth
  to her brother, by which neither she nor her child could be possibly
  impoverished.
  
  "Mrs. Ferrars," added he, lowering his voice to the tone becoming so
  important a subject, "knows nothing about it at present, and I believe
  it will be best to keep it entirely concealed from her as long as may
  be.-- When the marriage takes place, I fear she must hear of it all."
  
  "But why should such precaution be used?--Though it is not to be
  supposed that Mrs. Ferrars can have the smallest satisfaction in
  knowing that her son has money enough to live upon,--for THAT must be
  quite out of the question; yet why, upon her late behaviour, is she
  supposed to feel at all?--She has done with her son, she cast him off
  for ever, and has made all those over whom she had any influence, cast
  him off likewise.  Surely, after doing so, she cannot be imagined
  liable to any impression of sorrow or of joy on his account--she cannot
  be interested in any thing that befalls him.-- She would not be so weak
  as to throw away the comfort of a child, and yet retain the anxiety of
  a parent!"
  
  "Ah! Elinor," said John, "your reasoning is very good, but it is
  founded on ignorance of human nature.  When Edward's unhappy match
  takes place, depend upon it his mother will feel as much as if she had
  never discarded him; and, therefore every circumstance that may
  accelerate that dreadful event, must be concealed from her as much as
  possible.  Mrs. Ferrars can never forget that Edward is her son."
  
  "You surprise me; I should think it must nearly have escaped her memory
  by THIS time."
  
  "You wrong her exceedingly.  Mrs. Ferrars is one of the most
  affectionate mothers in the world."
  
  Elinor was silent.
  
  "We think NOW,"--said Mr. Dashwood, after a short pause, "of ROBERT'S
  marrying Miss Morton."
  
  Elinor, smiling at the grave and decisive importance of her brother's
  tone, calmly replied,
  
  "The lady, I suppose, has no choice in the affair."
  
  "Choice!--how do you mean?"
  
  "I only mean that I suppose, from your manner of speaking, it must be
  the same to Miss Morton whether she marry Edward or Robert."
  
  "Certainly, there can be no difference; for Robert will now to all
  intents and purposes be considered as the eldest son;--and as to any
  thing else, they are both very agreeable young men: I do not know that
  one is superior to the other."
  
  Elinor said no more, and John was also for a short time silent.--His
  reflections ended thus.
  
  "Of ONE thing, my dear sister," kindly taking her hand, and speaking in
  an awful whisper,--"I may assure you;--and I WILL do it, because I know
  it must gratify you.  I have good reason to think--indeed I have it
  from the best authority, or I should not repeat it, for otherwise it
  would be very wrong to say any thing about it--but I have it from the
  very best authority--not that I ever precisely heard Mrs. Ferrars say
  it herself--but her daughter DID, and I have it from her--That in
  short, whatever objections there might be against a certain--a certain
  connection--you understand me--it would have been far preferable to
  her, it would not have given her half the vexation that THIS does.  I
  was exceedingly pleased to hear that Mrs. Ferrars considered it in that
  light--a very gratifying circumstance you know to us all.  'It would
  have been beyond comparison,' she said, 'the least evil of the two, and
  she would be glad to compound NOW for nothing worse.' But however, all
  that is quite out of the question--not to be thought of or
  mentioned--as to any attachment you know--it never could be--all that
  is gone by.  But I thought I would just tell you of this, because I
  knew how much it must please you.  Not that you have any reason to
  regret, my dear Elinor.  There is no doubt of your doing exceedingly
  well--quite as well, or better, perhaps, all things considered.  Has
  Colonel Brandon been with you lately?"
  
  Elinor had heard enough, if not to gratify her vanity, and raise her
  self-importance, to agitate her nerves and fill her mind;--and she was
  therefore glad to be spared from the necessity of saying much in reply
  herself, and from the danger of hearing any thing more from her
  brother, by the entrance of Mr. Robert Ferrars.  After a few moments'
  chat, John Dashwood, recollecting that Fanny was yet uninformed of her
  sister's being there, quitted the room in quest of her; and Elinor was
  left to improve her acquaintance with Robert, who, by the gay
  unconcern, the happy self-complacency of his manner while enjoying so
  unfair a division of his mother's love and liberality, to the prejudice
  of his banished brother, earned only by his own dissipated course of
  life, and that brother's integrity, was confirming her most
  unfavourable opinion of his head and heart.
  
  They had scarcely been two minutes by themselves, before he began to
  speak of Edward; for he, too, had heard of the living, and was very
  inquisitive on the subject.  Elinor repeated the particulars of it, as
  she had given them to John; and their effect on Robert, though very
  different, was not less striking than it had been on HIM.  He laughed
  most immoderately.  The idea of Edward's being a clergyman, and living
  in a small parsonage-house, diverted him beyond measure;--and when to
  that was added the fanciful imagery of Edward reading prayers in a
  white surplice, and publishing the banns of marriage between John Smith
  and Mary Brown, he could conceive nothing more ridiculous.
  
  Elinor, while she waited in silence and immovable gravity, the
  conclusion of such folly, could not restrain her eyes from being fixed
  on him with a look that spoke all the contempt it excited.  It was a
  look, however, very well bestowed, for it relieved her own feelings,
  and gave no intelligence to him.  He was recalled from wit to wisdom,
  not by any reproof of hers, but by his own sensibility.
  
  "We may treat it as a joke," said he, at last, recovering from the
  affected laugh which had considerably lengthened out the genuine gaiety
  of the moment--"but, upon my soul, it is a most serious business.  Poor
  Edward!  he is ruined for ever.  I am extremely sorry for it--for I
  know him to be a very good-hearted creature; as well-meaning a fellow
  perhaps, as any in the world.  You must not judge of him, Miss
  Dashwood, from YOUR slight acquaintance.--Poor Edward!--His manners are
  certainly not the happiest in nature.--But we are not all born, you
  know, with the same powers,--the same address.-- Poor fellow!--to see
  him in a circle of strangers!--to be sure it was pitiable enough!--but
  upon my soul, I believe he has as good a heart as any in the kingdom;
  and I declare and protest to you I never was so shocked in my life, as
  when it all burst forth.  I could not believe it.-- My mother was the
  first person who told me of it; and I, feeling myself called on to act
  with resolution, immediately said to her, 'My dear madam, I do not know
  what you may intend to do on the occasion, but as for myself, I must
  say, that if Edward does marry this young woman, I never will see him
  again.' That was what I said immediately.-- I was most uncommonly
  shocked, indeed!--Poor Edward!--he has done for himself
  completely--shut himself out for ever from all decent society!--but, as
  I directly said to my mother, I am not in the least surprised at it;
  from his style of education, it was always to be expected.  My poor
  mother was half frantic."
  
  "Have you ever seen the lady?"
  
  "Yes; once, while she was staying in this house, I happened to drop in
  for ten minutes; and I saw quite enough of her.  The merest awkward
  country girl, without style, or elegance, and almost without beauty.--
  I remember her perfectly.  Just the kind of girl I should suppose
  likely to captivate poor Edward.  I offered immediately, as soon as my
  mother related the affair to me, to talk to him myself, and dissuade
  him from the match; but it was too late THEN, I found, to do any thing,
  for unluckily, I was not in the way at first, and knew nothing of it
  till after the breach had taken place, when it was not for me, you
  know, to interfere.  But had I been informed of it a few hours
  earlier--I think it is most probable--that something might have been
  hit on.  I certainly should have represented it to Edward in a very
  strong light.  'My dear fellow,' I should have said, 'consider what you
  are doing.  You are making a most disgraceful connection, and such a
  one as your family are unanimous in disapproving.' I cannot help
  thinking, in short, that means might have been found.  But now it is
  all too late.  He must be starved, you know;--that is certain;
  absolutely starved."
  
  He had just settled this point with great composure, when the entrance
  of Mrs. John Dashwood put an end to the subject.  But though SHE never
  spoke of it out of her own family, Elinor could see its influence on
  her mind, in the something like confusion of countenance with which she
  entered, and an attempt at cordiality in her behaviour to herself.  She
  even proceeded so far as to be concerned to find that Elinor and her
  sister were so soon to leave town, as she had hoped to see more of
  them;--an exertion in which her husband, who attended her into the
  room, and hung enamoured over her accents, seemed to distinguish every
  thing that was most affectionate and graceful.
  
  
  
feat_summary_name: Chapters 40-41
target: Mrs. Jennings questioned Elinor about her talk with Colonel Brandon, and the two women were soon at cross purposes. Mrs. Jennings was left with the impression that Elinor and the colonel wanted Edward to perform their wedding ceremony. Before she learned the truth, Edward called and was greatly surprised to learn from Elinor of the colonel's offer of the Delaford living. He was most grateful, naturally concluding that Elinor had played some part in the offer. When he left to go and thank the colonel, Mrs. Jennings returned. During a talk with Elinor, they both realized her misunderstanding about the engagement and were much amused. Edward thanked the colonel and proceeded to tell Lucy his news. She was "able to reassure Mrs. Jennings, who called on her again the next day with her congratulations, that she had never seen him in such spirits before in her life." Elinor, out of courtesy, went to call on her sister-in-law and found her half-brother at home. He told her that she would be pleased to know that Mrs. Ferrars would have even preferred Elinor to Lucy Steele. When Elinor made no comment, John again alluded to a match between her and Colonel Brandon. While Elinor was still there, Robert Ferrars turned up, and his patronizing and unfeeling attitude towards Edward confirmed "her most unfavourable opinion of his head and heart."
feat_summary_analysis: Country squires like Colonel Brandon, who had the power to bestow livings, often accepted money from those who wished to be given a living on the death of the incumbent. As John Dashwood said, they sometimes received as much as fourteen hundred pounds. Sometimes parents or guardians bought a living for a young man, and a clergyman was employed temporarily until the youth was grown up and ordained. Elinor again shows her strength of character by visiting the "ailing" Mrs. Dashwood, who has treated her so badly. Robert is confirmed as the shallow fop he appeared to be on their first meeting at Gray's. He has no sympathy for his brother, finding Edward's sad situation a source of laughter and contempt.