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ing to bury every sound of the business from himself in murmurs of his own, over the various advertisements of "a most desirable estate in South Wales"—"To Parents and Guardians"—and a "Capital season'd Hunter."
Fanny, meanwhile, vexed with herself for not having been as motionless as she was speechless, and grieved to the heart to see Edmund's arrangements, was trying, by every thing in the power of her modest gentle nature, to repulse Mr. Crawford and avoid both his looks and enquiries; and he unrepulsable was persisting in both.
"What did that shake of the head mean?" said he. "What was it meant to express? Disapprobation I fear. But of what?—What had I been saying to displease you?—Did you think me speaking improperly?—lightly, irreverently on the subject?—Only tell me if I was. Only tell me if I was wrong. ⟨I⟩ want to be set right. Nay, nay, I entreat you; for one moment put down
