Chapter 10

           TheAllens,Thorpes,andMorlandsallmetintheeveningatthetheatre;and,asCatherineandIsabellasattogether,therewasthenanopportunityforthelattertouttersomefewofthemanythousandthingswhichhadbeencollectingwithinherforcommunicationintheimmeasurablelengthoftimewhichhaddividedthem.“Oh,heavens!MybelovedCatherine,haveIgotyouatlast?”washeraddressonCatherine’senteringtheboxandsittingbyher.“Now,Mr.Morland,”forhewasclosetoherontheotherside,“Ishallnotspeakanotherwordtoyoualltherestoftheevening;soIchargeyounottoexpectit.MysweetestCatherine,howhaveyoubeenthislongage?ButIneednotaskyou,foryoulookdelightfully.Youreallyhavedoneyourhairinamoreheavenlystylethanever;youmischievouscreature,doyouwanttoattracteverybody?Iassureyou,mybrotherisquiteinlovewithyoualready;andasforMr.Tilney—butthatisasettledthing—evenyourmodestycannotdoubthisattachmentnow;hiscomingbacktoBathmakesittooplain.Oh!WhatwouldnotIgivetoseehim!Ireallyamquitewildwithimpatience.Mymothersaysheisthemostdelightfulyoungmanintheworld;shesawhimthismorning,youknow;youmustintroducehimtome.Isheinthehousenow?Lookabout,forheaven’ssake!Iassureyou,IcanhardlyexisttillIseehim.”

           “No,”saidCatherine,“heisnothere;Icannotseehimanywhere.”

           “Oh,horrid!AmInevertobeacquaintedwithhim?Howdoyoulikemygown?Ithinkitdoesnotlookamiss;thesleeveswereentirelymyownthought.