Jane Austen
it is, that the living became vacant two years ago, exactly as I was of an age to hold it, and
that it was given to another man; and no less certain is it, that I cannot accuse myself of
having really done anything to deserve to lose it. I have a warm, unguarded temper, and I
may have spoken my opinion of him, and to him, too freely. I can recall nothing worse. But
the fact is, that we are very different sort of men, and that he hates me."
"This is quite shocking! He deserves to be publicly disgraced."
"Some time or other he will be--but it shall not be by me. Till I can forget his father, I
can never defy or expose him."
Elizabeth honoured him for such feelings, and thought him handsomer than ever as he
expressed them.
"But what," said she, after a pause, "can have been his motive? What can have induced
him to behave so cruelly?"
"A thorough, determined dislike of me--a dislike which I cannot but attribute in some
measure to jealousy. Had the late Mr