Jane Austen
inducement, she could, perhaps, believe that remaining partiality for her might assist his
endeavours in a cause where her peace of mind must be materially concerned. It was
painful, exceedingly painful, to know that they were under obligations to a person who
could never receive a return. They owed the restoration of Lydia, her character, every thing,
to him. Oh! how heartily did she grieve over every ungracious sensation she had ever
encouraged, every saucy speech she had ever directed towards him. For herself she was
humbled; but she was proud of him. Proud that in a cause of compassion and honour, he had
been able to get the better of himself. She read over her aunt's commendation of him again
and again. It was hardly enough; but it pleased her. She was even sensible of some pleasure,
though mixed with regret, on finding how steadfastly both she and her uncle had been
persuaded that affection and confidence subsisted between Mr