All The World Is Good And Agreeable

We Met Dr. Hall In Such Deep Mourning That Either His Mother, His Wife, Or Himself Must Be Dead.

No One Who Had Ever Seen Catherine Morland In Her Infancy, Would Have Supposed Her Born To Be A Heroine... But From Fifteen To Seventeen She Was In Training For A Heroine.

Her Pleasure In The Walk Must Arise From The Exercise And The Day, From The View Of The Last Smiles Of The Year Upon The Tawny Leaves And Withered Hedges, And From Repeating To Herself Some Few Of The Thousand Poetical Descriptions Extant Of Autumn-that Season Of Peculiar And Inexhaustible Influence On The Mind Of Taste And Tenderness-that Season Which Has Drawn From Every Poet Worthy Of Being Read Some Attempt At Description, Or Some Lines Of Feeling.

Mr. Knightley Seemed To Be Trying Not To Smile; And Succeeded Without Difficulty, Upon Mrs. Elton's Beginning To Talk To Him.

The Less Said The Better.