My Good Opinion Once Lost Is Lost

She Was Humbled, She Was Grieved; She Repented, Though She Hardly Knew Of What. She Became Jealous Of His Esteem, When She Could No Longer Hope To Be Benefited By It. She Wanted To Hear Of Him, When There Seemed The Least Chance Of Gaining Intelligence. She Was Convinced That She Could Have Been Happy With Him, When It Was No Longer Likely They Should Meet.

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

But Are They All Horrid, Are You Sure They Are All Horrid? [referring To Gothic Novels, Fashionable In England At The Beginning Of The 19th Century, But Frowned Upon In Polite Society.]

I Have Had To Contend Against The Unkindness Of His Sister, And The Insolence Of His Mother; And Have Suffered The Punishment Of An Attachment, Without Enjoying Its Advantages.

My Style Of Writing Is Very Diffrent From Yours.