Persuasion Page #2

All your hopes were for a small house nearby.

Do send our regards to the Musgroves.

Before you go, Anne,

on no account must you forget to visit each house

in the parish to take our leave. It is expected.

ANNE:
Is he married?

I do not know that he is,

and yet, so eligible a gentleman would surely

by now have formed an attachment.

Will he bring his wife here?

And his children?

I only pray that I am spared any meeting.

I know my chance of happiness

has passed forever,

but to be reminded of it

by his presence here would,

I'm certain, be more than my spirits could bear.

Who is that young lady, Mr Shepherd?

Oh, that is Miss Anne Elliot, Admiral,

Sir Walter's middle daughter.

The only one with any sense.

A pity, then,

that we did not make her acquaintance.

She is but half a mile away

at Uppercross with her sister.

Oh, well then, we certainly shall

make her acquaintance.

Is she married, Mr Shepherd?

Sadly no, ma'am.

Nor, I think, at her age, is likely to be.

Well.

It is certainly roomier than a frigate.

(CHUCKLES)

Such a number of looking glasses.

There's no getting away from oneself.

I think this room would do very well for Frederick.

Let us see if he comes.

Your brother seems dead set against

the whole idea of Kellynch.

I fear Somerset has unpleasant memories for him.

There was once talk of an engagement

to a girl in the county.

-There was?

-Eight years ago or so.

We were in the East Indies at the time.

He's never spoken of it,

but his heart was quite broken, I believe.

Well, well, well.

-Frederick engaged, who would have thought it?

-Indeed.

-I sometimes wonder if he will ever settle down.

-Hmm.

So, you are come, at last.

I'd begun to think I should never see you.

I am so ill

I can hardly speak.

In fact, I do not think I was ever so ill in my life

as I have been all this morning.

I'm very unfit to be left alone, I'm sure.

Is Charles not here?

Charles would go out shooting,

even though I told him I was ill.

And I have not seen a soul

this whole, long morning.

Not one of the Musgroves has seen fit

to come and see me

even though Charles told them I was ill.

It did not suit, I suppose.

Oh, you will see them yet, I'm sure.

It is still early.

Or, perhaps, if you feel well enough

to attempt a short walk

to the great house, we could call upon them.

We ought to wait till they call upon you.

They should know what is due to you as my sister.

I assure you I have not the smallest objection

on that account.

Perhaps a little air would do me good.

But I really must eat something first,

I'm quite starved.

LOUISA:
Anne.

-Good heavens. How the girls are growing up.

-Mmm-Hmm.

The Miss Musgroves have returned

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