The evening ended with dancing. On its being proposed, Anne offered her services, as usual, and though her eyes would sometimes fill with tears as she sat at the instrument, she was extremely glad to be employed, and desired nothing in return but to be unobserved.

Marianne was silent; it was impossible for her to say what she did not feel, however trivial the occasion.

I can always live by my pen.

With a book he was regardless of time.

She was convinced that she could have been happy with him, when it was no longer likely they should meet.

But if I were you, I would stand by the nephew. He has more to give.

Here and there, human nature may be great in times of trial, but generally speaking it is its weakness and not its strength that appears in a sick chamber.