50 Sense And Sensibility Read By Stephanie Poppins

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Sense and Sensibility by Jane Austen Chapter 50 After a proper resistance on the part of Mrs Ferrars,

Just so vital,

Just so violent and so steady as to preserve her from the reproach of being too amiable,

Edward was admitted to her presence and pronounced to be again her son.

In spite of his being allowed once more to live,

However,

He did not feel the continuance of his existence secure till he had revealed his present engagement.

With apprehensive caution,

Therefore,

It was revealed and he was listened to with unexpected calmness.

Mrs Ferrars at first reasonably endeavoured to dissuade him from marrying Miss Dashwood by every argument in her power,

Told him that in Miss Morton he would have a woman of higher rank and larger fortune.

But when she found out,

Though perfectly admitting the truth of her representation,

He was by no means inclined to be guided by it,

She judged it wisest to submit and therefore issued her decree of consent to the marriage of Edward and Eleanor.

What she would engage to do towards augmenting their income was next to be considered.

And here it plainly appeared that though Edward was now her only son,

He was by no means her eldest.

For while Robert was inevitably endowed with £1,

000 a year,

Not the smallest objection was made against Edward's taking orders for the sake of £250 at the utmost.

Nor was anything promised either for the present or in the future beyond the £10,

000 which had been given with Fanny.

It was as much,

However,

As was desired,

And more than was expected by Edward and Eleanor.

And Mrs Ferrars herself,

By her shuffling excuses,

Seemed the only person surprised at her not giving more.

With an income quite sufficient to their wants thus secured to them,

They had nothing to wait for after Edward was in possession of the living,

But the readiness of the house to which Colonel Brandon was making considerable improvements.

And after waiting some time for their completion,

Eleanor as usual broke through the first positive resolution of not marrying till everything was ready,

And the ceremony took place in Barton Church early in the autumn.

The first month after their marriage was spent with their friend at the mansion house,

From whence they could superintend the progress of the parsonage,

And direct everything as they liked on the spot.

Mrs Jennings' prophecies,

Though rather jumbled together,

Were chiefly fulfilled,

For she was able to visit Edward and his wife in their parsonage by Michaelmas,

And she found in Eleanor and her husband one of the happiest couples in the world.

They were visited on their first settling by almost all their relations and friends.

Mrs Ferrars came to inspect the happiness which she was almost ashamed of having authorised,

And even the Dashwoods were at the expense of a journey from Sussex to do them honour.

I will not say I am disappointed,

My dear sister,

Said John as they were walking together one morning before the gates of Delaford House,

But I confess it would have given me great pleasure to call Colonel Brandon brother.

His property here,

His place,

His house,

Everything in such respectable and excellent condition,

And though perhaps Marianne may not seem exactly the person to attract him,

Yet I think it would be altogether advisable for you to have them now frequently staying with you,

As Colonel Brandon seems a great deal at home,

Nobody can tell what might happen.

But though Mrs Ferrars did come to see them,

They were never insulted by her real favour and preference.

That was due to the folly of Robert,

And the cunning of his wife,

And it was earned by them before many months had passed away.

The selfish sagacity of the latter,

Which had at first drawn Robert into the scrape,

Was the principal instrument of his deliverance from it,

For her respectable humility,

Assiduous attentions and endless flatteries reconciled Mrs Ferrars to his choice,

And re-established him completely in her favour.

The whole of Lucy's behaviour in the affair,

And the prosperity which crowned it,

Therefore,

May be held forth as a most encouraging instance of what an earnest,

Unceasing attention to self-interest will do in securing every advantage of fortune,

With no other sacrifice than that of time and conscience.

When Robert first sought her acquaintance,

He was not at all pleased,

For he had been When Robert first sought her acquaintance,

And privately visited her in Barclay's buildings,

It was only to persuade her to give up the engagement.

As there could be nothing to overcome the affection of both,

He naturally expected one or two interviews would settle the matter.

In that point,

However,

And that only,

He erred,

For though Lucy soon gave him hopes that his eloquence would convince her in time,

Another visit,

Another conversation,

Was always wanted to produce this conviction.

His attendance was by this means secured,

And the rest followed in course.

Instead of talking of Edward,

They came gradually to talk only of Robert,

And in short it became speedily evident to both he had entirely supplanted his brother.

They had passed some months in great happiness at Dawlish,

And from thence,

Returning to town,

Procured the forgiveness of Mrs.

Ferrars by the simple expedient of asking it,

Which at Lucy's instigation,

Was adopted.

Slowly,

Lucy became as necessary to Mrs.

Ferrars as either Robert or Fanny,

And while Edward was never cordially forgiven for having once intended to marry her,

And Eleanor,

Though superior to her in fortune and birth,

Was spoken of as an intruder,

She was in everything considered,

And always openly acknowledged,

To be a favourite child.

Eleanor's marriage divided her as little from her family as could well be contrived,

Without rendering the cottage at Barton entirely useless,

For her mother and sisters spent much more than half their time with her.

Mrs.

Dashwood was acting on motives of policy as well as pleasure in the frequency of her visits at Delaford,

For her wish of bringing Marianne and Colonel Brandon together was hardly less earnest,

Though rather more liberal,

Than what John had expressed.

It was now her darling object.

Precious as was the company of her daughter to her,

She desired nothing so much as to give up its constant enjoyment to her valued friend,

And to see Marianne settled at the mansion house was equally the wish of Edward and Eleanor.

With such a confederacy against her,

With a knowledge so intimate of his goodness,

What could she do?

Marianne Dashwood was born to an extraordinary fate.

She was born to discover the falsehood of her own opinions.

She was born to overcome an affection formed so late in life as at seventeen,

And with no sentiment superior to strong esteem and lively friendship,

Voluntarily to give her hand to another,

And that other,

A man who had suffered no less than herself under the event of a former attachment,

Whom,

Two years before,

She had considered too old to be married.

But so it was.

Instead of falling a sacrifice to an irresistible passion,

As once she had fondly flattered herself with expecting,

She now found herself at nineteen,

Submitting to new attachments,

Entering on new duties,

Placed in a home,

A wife,

The mistress of a family,

And the patroness of a village.

Colonel Brandon was now as happy as all those who best loved him believed he deserved to be,

And that Marianne found her own happiness in forming his was equally the persuasion and delight of each observing friend.

Marianne could never love by halves,

And her whole heart became in time as much devoted to her husband as it had once been to Willoughby.

Willoughby could not hear of her marriage without a pang,

And his punishment was soon afterwards complete in the voluntary forgiveness of Mrs.

Smith,

Who,

By stating his marriage with a woman of character as a source of her clemency,

Gave him reason for believing he had behaved with honour towards Marianne,

He might at once have been happy and rich.

That his repentance of misconduct had been a good thing,

However,

Was a bad thing.

Which thus brought its own punishment was sincere,

Need not be doubted,

But that he was forever inconsolable,

That he fled from society or died of a broken heart,

Must not be depended upon,

For he did neither.

He lived to exert and frequently to enjoy himself.

His wife was not always out of humour,

And in his breed of horses and dogs,

And in sporting of every kind,

He found no inconsiderable degree of domestic felicity.

For Marianne,

However,

He always retained that decided regard which interested him in everything that befell her,

And made her his secret standard of perfection in women.

Mrs.

Dashwood was prudent enough to remain at the cottage without attempting a removal to Delaford,

And fortunately for Sir John and Mrs.

Jennings,

Margaret had reached an age highly suitable for dancing,

And not very ineligible for being supposed to have a lover.

Between Barton and Delaford,

There was that constant communication which strong family affection would naturally dictate,

And among the merits and the happiness of Eleanor and Marianne,

Let it not be ranked as the least considerable that those sisters,

And living almost within sight of each other,

They could live without disagreement between themselves,

Or producting coolness between their husbands.