Jane Austen
The fact is, that you
were sick of civility, of deference, of officious attention. You were disgusted with the
women who were always speaking, and looking, and thinking for your approbation alone. I
roused, and interested you, because I was so unlike them. Had you not been really amiable,
you would have hated me for it; but in spite of the pains you took to disguise yourself, your
feelings were always noble and just; and in your heart, you thoroughly despised the persons
who so assiduously courted you. There--I have saved you the trouble of accounting for it;
and really, all things considered, I begin to think it perfectly reasonable. To be sure, you
knew no actual good of me--but nobody thinks of that when they fall in love."
"Was there no good in your affectionate behaviour to Jane while she was ill at
Netherfield?"
"Dearest Jane! who could have done less for her? But make a virtue of it by all means.