How long it had been carrying on between them,however,he was equally at a loss with herself to make out;for at Oxford,where he had remained by choice ever since his quitting London,he had had no means of hearing of her but from herself,and her letters to the very last were neither less frequent nor less affectionate than usual.Not the smallest suspicion,therefore,had ever occurred to prepare him for what followed;and when at last it burst on him in a letter from Lucy herself,he had been for some time,he believed,half-stupefied between the wonder,the horror,and the joy,of such a deliverance.He put the letter into Elinor's hands.
Dear Sir-Being very sure I have long lost your affections,I have thought myself at liberty to bestow my own on another,and have no doubt of being as happy with him as I once used to think I might be with you;but I scorn to accept a hand while the heart was another's.Sincerely wish you happy in your choice,and it shall not be my fault if we are not always good friends,as our near relationship now makes proper.I can safely say I owe you no ill-will,and am sure you will be too generous to do us any ill offices.Your brother has gained my affections entirely,and as we could not live without one another,we are just returned from the altar,and are now on our way to Dawlish for a few weeks,which place your dear brother has great curiosity to see,but thought I would first trouble you with these few lines,and shall always remain,-Your sincere well-wisher,friend,and sister,
Lucy Ferrars.
I have burnt all your letters,and will return your picture the first opportunity.Please to destroy my scrawls;but the ring,with my hair,you are very welcome to keep.
Elinor read and returned it without any comment.
‘I will not ask your opinion of it as a composition,’said Edward.‘For worlds would not I have had a letter of hers seen by you in former days.In a sister it is bad enough,but in a wife!How I have blushed over the pages of her writing!and I believe I may say that since the first half-year of our foolish-business-this is the only letter I ever received from her,of which the substance made me any amends for the defect of the style.’
‘However it may have come about,’said Elinor,after a pause,‘they are certainly married.And your mother has brought on herself a most appropriate punishment.The independence she settled on Robert,through resentment against you,has put it in his power to make his own choice;and she has actually been bribing one son with a thousand a-year,to do the very deed which she disinherited the other for intending to do.She will hardly be less hurt,I suppose,by Robert's marrying Lucy than she would have been by your marrying her.’
‘She will be more hurt by it,for Robert always was her favourite.She will be more hurt by it,and on the same principle will forgive him much sooner.’
In what state the affair stood at present between them Edward knew not,for no communication with any of his family had yet been attempted by him.He had quitted Oxford within four-and-twenty hours after Lucy's letter arrived,and with only one object before him,the nearest road to Barton,had had no leisure to form any scheme of conduct with which that road did not hold the most intimate connection.He could do nothing till he were assured of his fate with Miss Dashwood;and by his rapidity in seeking that fate,it is to be supposed,in spite of the jealousy with which he had once thought of Colonel Brandon-in spite of the modesty with which he rated his own deserts,and the politeness with which he talked of his doubts,he did not upon the whole,expect a very cruel reception.It was his business,however,to say that he did,and he said it very prettily.What he might say on the subject a twelvemonth after,must be referred to the imagination of husbands and wives.
That Lucy had certainly meant to deceive,to go off with a flourish of malice against him in her message by Thomas was perfectly clear to Elinor;and Edward himself,now thoroughly enlightened on her character,had no scruple in believing her capable of the utmost meanness of wanton ill-nature.Though his eyes had been long opened,even before his acquaintance with Elinor began,to her ignorance and a want of liberality in some of her opinions,they had been equally imputed by him to her want of education;and till her last letter reached him he had always believed her to be a well-disposed,good-hearted girl,and thoroughly attached to himself.Nothing but such a persuasion could have prevented his putting an end to an engagement which,long before the discovery of it laid him open to his mother's anger,had been a continual source of disquiet and regret to him.
‘I thought it my duty,’said he,‘independent of my feelings,to give her the option of continuing the engagement or not,when I was renounced by my mother,and stood to all appearance without a friend in the world to assist me.In such a situation as that,where there seemed nothing to tempt the avarice or the vanity of any living creature,how could I suppose,when she so earnestly,so warmly insisted on sharing my fate,whatever it might be,that anything but the most disinterested affection was her inducement?And even now,I cannot comprehend on what motive she acted,or what fancied advantage it could be to her,to be fettered to a man for whom she had not the smallest regard,and who had only two thousand pounds in the world.She could not foresee that Colonel Brandon would give me a living.’
‘No,but she might suppose that something would occur in your favour;that your own family might in time relent.And at any rate,she lost nothing by continuing the engagement,for she has proved that it fettered neither her inclination nor her actions.The connection was certainly a respectable one,and probably gained her consideration among her friends;and if nothing more advantageous occurred,it would be better for her to marry you than be single.’
