And we mean to treat you all,' added Lydia, 'but you must lend us the money, for we have just spent ours at the shop out there.
Jane AustenYet there it was not love. It was a little fever of admiration; but it might, probably must, end in love with some
Jane AustenA submissive spirit might be patient, a strong understanding would supply resolution, but here was something more; here was that elasticity of mind, that disposition to be comforted, that power of turning readily from evil to good, and of finding employment which carried her out of herself, which was from nature alone. It was the choicest gift of Heaven; and Anne viewed her friend as one of those instances in which, by a merciful appointment, it seems designed to counterbalance almost every other want.
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