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Chapter 40
"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."
"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 be, 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."
Elinor was quite of her opinion, as to the probability of their not
waiting for any thing more.
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