Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

That is very kind.

But Edward said he would bring it himself.

I said nothing so irrational.

Imagine how glad he'll be to learn that we are friends.

My only real concern is how long it will take them to move out.

Oh, my darling, look. It fits perfectly.

I wrote to Edward, yet I do not know how much I may see of him.

Of course she can! I could not be more delighted.

It’s not my house anymore. It’s their house.

We know when we are not wanted. Let us leave him to the ladies.

But I learned from Lady Allen that he did mean to propose that day and...

Oh! If it will be of satisfaction to you,

I believe his character to be, in all other respects, irreproachable,

What care I for colds?

What brother would be so kind to his real sisters, let alone half-blood?

Very well. Forgive me.

Her romantic prejudices tend to set propriety at nought.

Eh, you always say so and I never believe you.

I promise, Father.

- Hello there! - Mrs. Dashwood!

But she's better off where she is.

has demanded he break the engagement or suffer disinheritance.

Then I heard it was taken.

We are not engaged, Mama.

Why so grave? Do you disapprove her choice?

Miss Dashwood is quite engrossed.

of making a woman attached to him.

is engaged these five years to Lucy Steele.

As she was always an affable lady, I made free to wish her joy.

Mrs. Jennings' daughter and husband are travelling up especially.

Dearest, I am here.

I am shy of strangers myself, and I have nothing like her excuse.

How do you think I like poking about in that big house without Charlotte?

I don't want to see rabbits. Yes, you do.

You must prepare yourself.

Marianne, are you hurt?

- Has a... - Edward!

and then you'll have nothing left to talk of and the relationship will end.

"No voice divine the storm allayed. No light propitious shone.

as prevents me from dividing it between my two families.

Country living is my ideal. A small parish where I might do some good.

Beef is less expensive in Exeter.

If true, he is a good-for-nothing who used my young friend ill.

It was implied but never declared.

These are not from the hothouse.

Give me an occupation or I shall run mad

Mama has been weeping since breakfast.

You do not ask for your messages. No, for I do not expect any.

A picnic on my estate at Delaford.

I prefer the church, but that is not smart enough for my mother.

Indeed. Magnificent.

Miss Dashwood was counting on him.

Are you acquainted with him?

Thank you for your kind enquiry.

Do please sit down.

Twenty pounds now and then will amply discharge my promise,

Though you do not know him as well as I, Miss Dashwood,

For it will grow in barren regions where no waters flow,

How is your dear sister?

I had to come straight up. How are you, Miss Marianne?

I will start making enquiries for a new house at once.

Lady Allen had annulled his legacy. He was left with next to nothing.

For weeks this has been pressed on me, when I could not speak of it.

that he did his duty and kept his word.

Which is enough censure in itself, hmm?

I've never been so grateful.

Forgive me, Mrs. Dashwood.

Indeed, Miss Steele, I know of no such plan.

Oh, yes. I shall have it knocked down to make way for a Grecian temple.

that you've learnt the enclosed. Your friend, Christopher Brandon."

Oh, Mama! This is very merry!

Do you know them?

We can invite your sisters some other year.

nor ray of promise cheats the pensive gloom."

Had he talked more of one young woman than any other...

He is the kindest and best of men.

Marianne suffers cruelly.

John and Fanny will be here soon.

Hush, please. That is enough, Margaret.

and that it was my heart alone that I was risking.

I have not yet seen Edward, but I feel sure to, very soon.

Where is Miss Margaret?

I always prefer wild flowers. I suspected as much.

I'm beginning to doubt of her existence.

Elinor has not your feelings. His reserve suits her.

I have described Mr. Willoughby as the worst of libertines.

It has taken far more serious hold than I would expect in one so young.

Sir John Middleton?

But he can't marry without love.

if only he'd gone to Combe Magna, we could have taken you to see him.

Mrs. Bunting! We're in desperate need of tea.