Sense And Sensibility Page #2

- He'll want more than it is worth.

Have I hurt you?

Thank you.

Forgive me.

That was my father's favourite.

Thank you for helping Margaret.

She's changed since you came.

I enjoy her company.

- Has she shown you the tree house?

- Not yet.

Would you do me the honour,

Miss Dashwood?

- It is very fine out.

- With pleasure.

- Margaret always wanted to travel.

- I know. She's off to China soon.

I'm to go as her servant, on the

understanding I'll be badly treated.

- What will your duties be?

- Sword fighting and swabbing.

Which will take precedence?

All I have ever wanted

is the quiet of a private life.

But my mother is determined

to see me distinguished.

Orator. Politician. Even a barrister

would do. if I drove a barouche.

What do you wish for?

I prefer the church, but that is not

smart enough for my mother.

She prefers the army,

but that is too smart for me.

- Would you stay in London?

- I hate London.

Country living is my ideal. A small

parish where I might do some good.

Keep chickens ...

Give very short sermons.

You feel idle and useless.

Imagine how that is compounded -

- when one has no choice

of any occupation whatsoever.

Our circumstances are therefore

precisely the same.

Except that you will inherit

your fortune.

We cannot even earnyours.

Perhaps Margaret is right.

Piracy isyour only option.

What is swabbing exactly?

"No voice divine the storm allayed.

No light propitious shone."

'When snatched from all effectual

aid, we perished, each alone."

"But l, beneath a rougher sea, and

whelmed in deeper gulfs than he ..."

No. Edward.

'"No voice divine the storm allayed.

No light propitious shone."

'When snatched from all effectual

aid, we perished, each alone."

Can you not feel his despair?

Try again.

"No voice divine the storm allayed.

No light propitious shone."

'When snatched from all effectual

aid, we perished, each alone."

Mamma ...

Look.

This has just arrived.

"l should be pleased to offer you a

home at Barton Cottage, as soon ..."

- It's from Sir John Middleton.

- Even Elinor must approve the rent.

- Has she not yet seen this?

- No. I will fetch her.

Wait, let us delay.

I believe that Edward and Elinor

have formed an attachment.

It would be cruel to take her away

so soon. Devonshire is so far.

- Do you disapprove her choice?

- By no means.

- Edward is very amiable.

- Amiable? But ..?

There is something wanting.

He is too sedate. His reading ...

Elinor has not your feelings.

Can he love her? Can the soul

be satisfied with polite affections?

To love is to be on fire.

Like Juliet. Guinevere. Heloise.

- They made rather pathetic ends.

- Pathetic? To die for love?

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