Absence Makes the Heart Grow Fonder

Absence Makes the Heart Grow Fonder
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Elinor thought this generosity overstrained, considering her sister's youth, and urged the matter farther, but in vain; common sense, common care, common prudence, were all sunk in Mrs. Dashwood's romantic delicacy. 　　 It was several days before Willoughby's name was mentioned before Marianne by any of her family; Sir John and Mrs. Jennings, indeed, were not so nice; their witticisms added pain to many a painful hour; but one evening, Mrs. Dashwood, accidentally taking up a volume of Shakespeare, exclaimed,- 　　 "We have never finished Hamlet, Marianne; our dear Willoughby went away before we could get through it.
oil painting We will put it by, that when he comes again-; but it may be months, perhaps, before that happens." 　　 "Months!" cried Marianne, with strong surprise. "No- nor many weeks." 　　 Mrs. Dashwood was sorry for what she had said; but it gave Elinor pleasure, as it produced a reply from Marianne so expressive of confidence in Willoughby and knowledge of his intentions. 　　 One morning, about a week after his leaving the country, Marianne was prevailed on to join her sisters in their usual walk, instead of wandering away by herself. Hitherto she had carefully avoided every companion in her rambles. If her sisters intended to walk on the downs, she directly stole away towards the lanes; if they talked of the valley, she was