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Mansfield Park · Jane Austen

Chapter 5

The young people were pleased with each other from

the first. On each side there was much to attract,

and their acquaintance soon promised as early an intimacy

as good manners would warrant. Miss Crawford's

beauty did her no disservice with the Miss Bertrams.

They were too handsome themselves to dislike any woman

for being so too, and were almost as much charmed as their

brothers with her lively dark eye, clear brown complexion,

and general prettiness. Had she been tall, full formed,

and fair, it might have been more of a trial: but as it was,

there could be no comparison; and she was most allowably

a sweet, pretty girl, while they were the finest young

women in the country.

Her brother was not handsome: no, when they first saw him

he was absolutely plain, black and plain; but still he

was the gentleman, with a pleasing address. The second

meeting proved him not so very plain: he was plain,

to be sure, but then he had so much countenance, and his

teeth were so good, and he was so well made, that one

soon forgot he was plain; and after a third interview,

after dining in company with him at the Parsonage,

he was no longer allowed to be called so by anybody.

He was, in fact, the most agreeable young man the sisters

had ever known, and they were equally delighted with him.

Miss Bertram's engagement made him in equity the property

of Julia, of which Julia was fully aware; and before he had

been at Mansfield a week, she was quite ready to be fallen

in love with.

Maria's notions on the subject were more confused

and indistinct. She did not want to see or understand.

"There could be no harm in her liking an agreeable man--

everybody knew her situation--Mr. Crawford must take care

of himself." Mr. Crawford did not mean to be in any danger!

the Miss Bertrams were worth pleasing, and were ready

to be pleased; and he began with no object but of making

them like him. He did not want them to die of love;

but with sense and temper which ought to have made him

judge and feel better, he allowed himself great latitude

on such points.

"I like your Miss Bertrams exceedingly, sister," said he,

as he returned from attending them to their carriage

after the said dinner visit; "they are very elegant,

agreeable girls."

"So they are indeed, and I am delighted to hear you say it.

But you like Julia best."

"Oh yes! I like Julia best."

"But do you really? for Miss Bertram is in general thought

the handsomest."

"So I should suppose. She has the advantage in every feature,

and I prefer her countenance; but I like Julia best;

Miss Bertram is certainly the handsomest, and I have found

her the most agreeable, but I shall always like Julia best,

because you order me."

"I shall not talk to you, Henry, but I know you _will_

like her best at last."

"Do not I tell you that I like her best _at_ _first_?"

"And besides, Miss Bertram is engaged. Remember that,

my dear brother. Her choice is made."

"Yes, and I like her the better for it. An engaged

woman is always more agreeable than a disengaged.

She is satisfied with herself. Her cares are over,

and she feels that she may exert all her powers of pleasing

without suspicion. All is safe with a lady engaged:

no harm can be done."

"Why, as to that, Mr. Rushworth is a very good sort

of young man, and it is a great match for her."

"But Miss Bertram does not care three straws for him;

_that_ is your opinion of your intimate friend. _I_ do

not subscribe to it. I am sure Miss Bertram is very much

attached to Mr. Rushworth. I could see it in her eyes,

when he was mentioned. I think too well of Miss Bertram

to suppose she would ever give her hand without her heart."

"Mary, how shall we manage him?"

"We must leave him to himself, I believe. Talking does

no good. He will be taken in at last."

"But I would not have him _taken_ _in_; I would not have

him duped; I would have it all fair and honourable."

"Oh dear! let him stand his chance and be taken in.

It will do just as well. Everybody is taken in at some

period or other."

"Not always in marriage, dear Mary."

"In marriage especially. With all due respect to such

of the present company as chance to be married, my dear

Mrs. Grant, there is not one in a hundred of either sex

who is not taken in when they marry. Look where I will,

I see that it _is_ so; and I feel that it _must_ be so,

when I consider that it is, of all transactions, the one

in which people expect most from others, and are least

honest themselves."

"Ah! You have been in a bad school for matrimony,

in Hill Street."

"My poor aunt had certainly little cause to love

the state; but, however, speaking from my own observation,

it is a manoeuvring business. I know so many who

have married in the full expectation and confidence

of some one particular advantage in the connexion,

or accomplishment, or good quality in the person, who have

found themselves entirely deceived, and been obliged

to put up with exactly the reverse. What is this but a take in?"

"My dear child, there must be a little imagination here.

I beg your pardon, but I cannot quite believe you.

Depend upon it, you see but half. You see the evil,

but you do not see the consolation. There will be

little rubs and disappointments everywhere, and we

are all apt to expect too much; but then, if one scheme

of happiness fails, human nature turns to another;

if the first calculation is wrong, we make a second better:

we find comfort somewhere--and those evil-minded observers,

dearest Mary, who make much of a little, are more taken

in and deceived than the parties themselves."

"Well done, sister! I honour your _esprit_ _du_ _corps_.

When I am a wife, I mean to be just as staunch myself;

and I wish my friends in general would be so too. It would

save me many a heartache."

"You are as bad as your brother, Mary; but we will cure

you both. Mansfield shall cure you both, and without

any taking in. Stay with us, and we will cure you."

The Crawfords, without wanting to be cured, were very

willing to stay. Mary was satisfied with the Parsonage

as a present home, and Henry equally ready to lengthen

his visit. He had come, intending to spend only a few

days with them; but Mansfield promised well, and there

was nothing to call him elsewhere. It delighted Mrs. Grant

to keep them both with her, and Dr. Grant was exceedingly

well contented to have it so: a talking pretty young

woman like Miss Crawford is always pleasant society

to an indolent, stay-at-home man; and Mr. Crawford's

being his guest was an excuse for drinking claret every day.

The Miss Bertrams' admiration of Mr. Crawford was more

rapturous than anything which Miss Crawford's habits made

her likely to feel. She acknowledged, however, that the

Mr. Bertrams were very fine young men, that two such

young men were not often seen together even in London,

and that their manners, particularly those of the eldest,

were very good. _He_ had been much in London,

and had more liveliness and gallantry than Edmund,

and must, therefore, be preferred; and, indeed, his being

the eldest was another strong claim. She had felt an early

presentiment that she _should_ like the eldest best.

She knew it was her way.

Tom Bertram must have been thought pleasant, indeed, at any rate;

he was the sort of young man to be generally liked,

his agreeableness was of the kind to be oftener found

agreeable than some endowments of a higher stamp, for he

had easy manners, excellent spirits, a large acquaintance,

and a great deal to say; and the reversion of Mansfield Park,

and a baronetcy, did no harm to all this. Miss Crawford

soon felt that he and his situation might do. She looked

about her with due consideration, and found almost everything

in his favour: a park, a real park, five miles round,

a spacious modern-built house, so well placed and well

screened as to deserve to be in any collection of engravings

of gentlemen's seats in the kingdom, and wanting only to be

completely new furnished--pleasant sisters, a quiet mother,

and an agreeable man himself--with the advantage of

being tied up from much gaming at present by a promise

to his father, and of being Sir Thomas hereafter.

It might do very well; she believed she should accept him;

and she began accordingly to interest herself a little

about the horse which he had to run at the B------- races.

These races were to call him away not long after their

acquaintance began; and as it appeared that the family

did not, from his usual goings on, expect him back

again for many weeks, it would bring his passion to an

early proof. Much was said on his side to induce her

to attend the races, and schemes were made for a large

party to them, with all the eagerness of inclination,

but it would only do to be talked of.

And Fanny, what was _she_ doing and thinking all this

while? and what was _her_ opinion of the newcomers?

Few young ladies of eighteen could be less called on

to speak their opinion than Fanny. In a quiet way,

very little attended to, she paid her tribute of admiration

to Miss Crawford's beauty; but as she still continued

to think Mr. Crawford very plain, in spite of her two

cousins having repeatedly proved the contrary, she never

mentioned _him_. The notice, which she excited herself,

was to this effect. "I begin now to understand you all,

except Miss Price," said Miss Crawford, as she was

walking with the Mr. Bertrams. "Pray, is she out,

or is she not? I am puzzled. She dined at the Parsonage,

with the rest of you, which seemed like being _out_;

and yet she says so little, that I can hardly suppose

she _is_."

Edmund, to whom this was chiefly addressed, replied, "I believe

I know what you mean, but I will not undertake to answer

the question. My cousin is grown up. She has the age

and sense of a woman, but the outs and not outs are beyond me."

"And yet, in general, nothing can be more easily ascertained.

The distinction is so broad. Manners as well as

appearance are, generally speaking, so totally different.

Till now, I could not have supposed it possible to be

mistaken as to a girl's being out or not. A girl not

out has always the same sort of dress: a close bonnet,

for instance; looks very demure, and never says a word.

You may smile, but it is so, I assure you; and except

that it is sometimes carried a little too far, it is

all very proper. Girls should be quiet and modest.

The most objectionable part is, that the alteration

of manners on being introduced into company is frequently

too sudden. They sometimes pass in such very little

time from reserve to quite the opposite--to confidence!

_That_ is the faulty part of the present system.

One does not like to see a girl of eighteen or nineteen

so immediately up to every thing--and perhaps when one

has seen her hardly able to speak the year before.

Mr. Bertram, I dare say _you_ have sometimes met with

such changes."

"I believe I have, but this is hardly fair; I see what you

are at. You are quizzing me and Miss Anderson."

"No, indeed. Miss Anderson! I do not know who or what

you mean. I am quite in the dark. But I _will_ quiz you

with a great deal of pleasure, if you will tell me what about."

"Ah! you carry it off very well, but I cannot be quite

so far imposed on. You must have had Miss Anderson

in your eye, in describing an altered young lady.

You paint too accurately for mistake. It was exactly so.

The Andersons of Baker Street. We were speaking of them

the other day, you know. Edmund, you have heard me mention

Charles Anderson. The circumstance was precisely as this

lady has represented it. When Anderson first introduced

me to his family, about two years ago, his sister was

not _out_, and I could not get her to speak to me.

I sat there an hour one morning waiting for Anderson,

with only her and a little girl or two in the room,

the governess being sick or run away, and the mother

in and out every moment with letters of business, and I

could hardly get a word or a look from the young lady--

nothing like a civil answer--she screwed up her mouth,

and turned from me with such an air! I did not see

her again for a twelvemonth. She was then _out_.

I met her at Mrs. Holford's, and did not recollect her.

She came up to me, claimed me as an acquaintance, stared me

out of countenance; and talked and laughed till I did not

know which way to look. I felt that I must be the jest

of the room at the time, and Miss Crawford, it is plain,

has heard the story."

"And a very pretty story it is, and with more truth

in it, I dare say, than does credit to Miss Anderson.

It is too common a fault. Mothers certainly have not yet

got quite the right way of managing their daughters.

I do not know where the error lies. I do not pretend to set

people right, but I do see that they are often wrong."

"Those who are showing the world what female manners

_should_ be," said Mr. Bertram gallantly, "are doing

a great deal to set them right."

"The error is plain enough," said the less courteous Edmund;

"such girls are ill brought up. They are given wrong notions

from the beginning. They are always acting upon motives

of vanity, and there is no more real modesty in their

behaviour _before_ they appear in public than afterwards."

"I do not know," replied Miss Crawford hesitatingly.

"Yes, I cannot agree with you there. It is certainly

the modestest part of the business. It is much worse to

have girls not out give themselves the same airs and take

the same liberties as if they were, which I have seen done.

That is worse than anything--quite disgusting!"

"Yes, _that_ is very inconvenient indeed," said Mr. Bertram.

"It leads one astray; one does not know what to do.

The close bonnet and demure air you describe so well (and

nothing was ever juster), tell one what is expected;

but I got into a dreadful scrape last year from the want

of them. I went down to Ramsgate for a week with a friend

last September, just after my return from the West Indies.

My friend Sneyd--you have heard me speak of Sneyd, Edmund--

his father, and mother, and sisters, were there, all new

to me. When we reached Albion Place they were out;

we went after them, and found them on the pier: Mrs. and

the two Miss Sneyds, with others of their acquaintance.

I made my bow in form; and as Mrs. Sneyd was surrounded

by men, attached myself to one of her daughters,

walked by her side all the way home, and made myself

as agreeable as I could; the young lady perfectly easy

in her manners, and as ready to talk as to listen.

I had not a suspicion that I could be doing anything wrong.

They looked just the same: both well-dressed, with veils

and parasols like other girls; but I afterwards found

that I had been giving all my attention to the youngest,

who was not _out_, and had most excessively offended

the eldest. Miss Augusta ought not to have been noticed

for the next six months; and Miss Sneyd, I believe, has never

forgiven me."

"That was bad indeed. Poor Miss Sneyd. "Though I have no

younger sister, I feel for her. To be neglected before

one's time must be very vexatious; but it was entirely

the mother's fault. Miss Augusta should have been with

her governess. Such half-and-half doings never prosper.

But now I must be satisfied about Miss Price.

Does she go to balls? Does she dine out every where,

as well as at my sister's?"

"No," replied Edmund; "I do not think she has ever been

to a ball. My mother seldom goes into company herself,

and dines nowhere but with Mrs. Grant, and Fanny stays at

home with _her_."

"Oh! then the point is clear. Miss Price is not out."