Mrs. Dashwood did not hear unmoved the vindication of her formerfavourite. She rejoiced in his being cleared from some part of hisimputed guilt; -- she was sorry for him; -- she wished him happy. But thefeelings of the past could not be recalled. -- Nothing could restore himwith a faith unbroken-a character unblemished, to Marianne. Nothingcould do away the knowledge of what the latter had suffered through hismeans, nor remove the guilt of his conduct towards Eliza. Nothingcould replace him, therefore, in her former esteem, nor injure theinterests of Colonel Brandon.

Had Mrs. Dashwood, like her daughter, heard Willoughby's story fromhimself-had she witnessed his distress, and been under the influenceof his countenance and his manner, it is probable that her compassionwould have been greater. But it was neither in Elinor's power, nor inher wish, to rouse such feelings in another, by her retailedexplanation, as had at first been called forth in herself. Reflectionhad given calmness to her judgment, and sobered her own opinion ofWilloughby's deserts; -- she wished, therefore, to declare only thesimple truth, and lay open such facts as were really due to hischaracter, without any embellishment of tenderness to lead the fancyastray.

In the evening, when they were all three together, Marianne beganvoluntarily to speak of him again; -- but that it was not without aneffort, the restless, unquiet thoughtfulness in which she had been forsome time previously sitting-her rising colour, as she spoke, -- and herunsteady voice, plainly shewed.

"It is a great relief to me-what Elinor told me this morning-I havenow heard exactly what I wished to hear." -- For some moments her voicewas lost; but recovering herself, she added, and with greater calmnessthan before --"I am now perfectly satisfied, I wish for no change. Inever could have been happy with him, after knowing, as sooner or laterI must have known, all this. -- I should have had no confidence, noesteem. Nothing could have done it away to my feelings."

"I wish to assure you both," said she, "that I see every thing-as youcan desire me to do."

Mrs. Dashwood would have interrupted her instantly with soothingtenderness, had not Elinor, who really wished to hear her sister'sunbiased opinion, by an eager sign, engaged her silence. Marianneslowly continued --

"I know it-I know it," cried her mother. "Happy with a man oflibertine practices! -- With one who so injured the peace of the dearestof our friends, and the best of men! -- No-my Marianne has not a heartto be made happy with such a man! -- Her conscience, her sensitiveconscience, would have felt all that the conscience of her husbandought to have felt."

Marianne sighed, and repeated, "I wish for no change."

"You consider the matter," said Elinor, "exactly as a good mind and asound understanding must consider it; and I dare say you perceive, aswell as myself, not only in this, but in many other circumstances, reason enough to be convinced that your marriage must have involved youin many certain troubles and disappointments, in which you would havebeen poorly supported by an affection, on his side, much less certain. Had you married, you must have been always poor. His expensiveness isacknowledged even by himself, and his whole conduct declares thatself-denial is a word hardly understood by him. His demands and yourinexperience together, on a small, very small income, must have broughton distresses which would not be the LESS grievous to you, from havingbeen entirely unknown and unthought of before. YOUR sense of honourand honesty would have led you, I know, when aware of your situation, to attempt all the economy that would appear to you possible: and, perhaps, as long as your frugality retrenched only on your own comfort, you might have been suffered to practice it, but beyond that-and howlittle could the utmost of your single management do to stop the ruinwhich had begun before your marriage? -- Beyond THAT, had youendeavoured, however reasonably, to abridge HIS enjoyments, is it notto be feared, that instead of prevailing on feelings so selfish toconsent to it, you would have lessened your own influence on his heart, and made him regret the connection which had involved him in suchdifficulties?"

"It is very true. MY happiness never was his object."

"The whole of his behaviour," replied Elinor, "from the beginning tothe end of the affair, has been grounded on selfishness. It wasselfishness which first made him sport with your affections; whichafterwards, when his own were engaged, made him delay the confession ofit, and which finally carried him from Barton. His own enjoyment, orhis own ease, was, in every particular, his ruling principle."

Marianne's lips quivered, and she repeated the word "Selfish?" in atone that implied --"do you really think him selfish?"

"At present," continued Elinor, "he regrets what he has done. And whydoes he regret it? -- Because he finds it has not answered towardshimself. It has not made him happy. His circumstances are nowunembarrassed-he suffers from no evil of that kind; and he thinks onlythat he has married a woman of a less amiable temper than yourself. But does it follow that had he married you, he would have beenhappy? -- The inconveniences would have been different. He would thenhave suffered under the pecuniary distresses which, because they areremoved, he now reckons as nothing. He would have had a wife of whosetemper he could make no complaint, but he would have been alwaysnecessitous-always poor; and probably would soon have learned to rankthe innumerable comforts of a clear estate and good income as of farmore importance, even to domestic happiness, than the mere temper of awife."

Marianne would not let her proceed; -- and Elinor, satisfied that eachfelt their own error, wished to avoid any survey of the past that mightweaken her sister's spirits; she, therefore, pursuing the firstsubject, immediately continued,

"Rather say your mother's imprudence, my child," said Mrs. Dashwood;"SHE must be answerable."

"I have not a doubt of it," said Marianne; "and I have nothing toregret-nothing but my own folly."

"One observation may, I think, be fairly drawn from the whole of thestory-that all Willoughby's difficulties have arisen from the firstoffence against virtue, in his behaviour to Eliza Williams. That crimehas been the origin of every lesser one, and of all his presentdiscontents."

Marianne assented most feelingly to the remark; and her mother was ledby it to an enumeration of Colonel Brandon's injuries and merits, warmas friendship and design could unitedly dictate. Her daughter did notlook, however, as if much of it were heard by her.

Elinor, according to her expectation, saw on the two or three followingdays, that Marianne did not continue to gain strength as she had done; but while her resolution was unsubdued, and she still tried to appearcheerful and easy, her sister could safely trust to the effect of timeupon her health.

Elinor grew impatient for some tidings of Edward. She had heardnothing of him since her leaving London, nothing new of his plans, nothing certain even of his present abode. Some letters had passedbetween her and her brother, in consequence of Marianne's illness; andin the first of John's, there had been this sentence: -- "We knownothing of our unfortunate Edward, and can make no enquiries on soprohibited a subject, but conclude him to be still at Oxford;" whichwas all the intelligence of Edward afforded her by the correspondence, for his name was not even mentioned in any of the succeeding letters. She was not doomed, however, to be long in ignorance of his measures.

Margaret returned, and the family were again all restored to eachother, again quietly settled at the cottage; and if not pursuing theirusual studies with quite so much vigour as when they first came toBarton, at least planning a vigorous prosecution of them in future.

Their man-servant had been sent one morning to Exeter on business; andwhen, as he waited at table, he had satisfied the inquiries of hismistress as to the event of his errand, this was his voluntarycommunication --

Marianne gave a violent start, fixed her eyes upon Elinor, saw herturning pale, and fell back in her chair in hysterics. Mrs. Dashwood, whose eyes, as she answered the servant's inquiry, had intuitivelytaken the same direction, was shocked to perceive by Elinor'scountenance how much she really suffered, and a moment afterwards, alike distressed by Marianne's situation, knew not on which child tobestow her principal attention.

"I suppose you know, ma'am, that Mr. Ferrars is married."

The servant, who saw only that Miss Marianne was taken ill, had senseenough to call one of the maids, who, with Mrs. Dashwood's assistance, supported her into the other room. By that time, Marianne was ratherbetter, and her mother leaving her to the care of Margaret and themaid, returned to Elinor, who, though still much disordered, had so farrecovered the use of her reason and voice as to be just beginning aninquiry of Thomas, as to the source of his intelligence. Mrs. Dashwoodimmediately took all that trouble on herself; and Elinor had thebenefit of the information without the exertion of seeking it.

"Who told you that Mr. Ferrars was married, Thomas?"

"But did she tell you she was married, Thomas?"

"I see Mr. Ferrars myself, ma'am, this morning in Exeter, and his ladytoo, Miss Steele as was. They was stopping in a chaise at the door ofthe New London Inn, as I went there with a message from Sally at thePark to her brother, who is one of the post-boys. I happened to look upas I went by the chaise, and so I see directly it was the youngest MissSteele; so I took off my hat, and she knew me and called to me, andinquired after you, ma'am, and the young ladies, especially MissMarianne, and bid me I should give her compliments and Mr. Ferrars's, their best compliments and service, and how sorry they was they had nottime to come on and see you, but they was in a great hurry to goforwards, for they was going further down for a little while, buthowsever, when they come back, they'd make sure to come and see you."

"Yes, ma'am. She smiled, and said how she had changed her name sinceshe was in these parts. She was always a very affable and free-spokenyoung lady, and very civil behaved. So, I made free to wish her joy."

"They come straight from town, as Miss Lucy-Mrs. Ferrars told me."

Thomas's intelligence seemed over. Elinor looked as if she wished tohear more.

Elinor's heart could easily account for his not putting himselfforward; and Mrs. Dashwood probably found the same explanation.

"Do you know where they came from?"

"Yes, ma'am, I just see him leaning back in it, but he did not lookup; -- he never was a gentleman much for talking."

"Did you see them off, before you came away?"

"No, ma'am, only they two."

"Yes, ma'am-but not to bide long. They will soon be back again, andthen they'd be sure and call here."

Mrs. Dashwood now looked at her daughter; but Elinor knew better thanto expect them. She recognised the whole of Lucy in the message, andwas very confident that Edward would never come near them. Sheobserved in a low voice, to her mother, that they were probably goingdown to Mr. Pratt's, near Plymouth.

"And are they going farther westward?"

"Was there no one else in the carriage?"

"Was Mr. Ferrars in the carriage with her?"

"No, ma'am-the horses were just coming out, but I could not bide anylonger; I was afraid of being late."

"Did Mrs. Ferrars look well?"

"Yes, ma'am, she said how she was very well; and to my mind she wasalways a very handsome young lady-and she seemed vastly contented."

Mrs. Dashwood could think of no other question, and Thomas and thetablecloth, now alike needless, were soon afterwards dismissed. Marianne had already sent to say, that she should eat nothing more. Mrs. Dashwood's and Elinor's appetites were equally lost, and Margaretmight think herself very well off, that with so much uneasiness as bothher sisters had lately experienced, so much reason as they had oftenhad to be careless of their meals, she had never been obliged to gowithout her dinner before.

When the dessert and the wine were arranged, and Mrs. Dashwood andElinor were left by themselves, they remained long together in asimilarity of thoughtfulness and silence. Mrs. Dashwood feared tohazard any remark, and ventured not to offer consolation. She nowfound that she had erred in relying on Elinor's representation ofherself; and justly concluded that every thing had been expresslysoftened at the time, to spare her from an increase of unhappiness, suffering as she then had suffered for Marianne. She found that shehad been misled by the careful, the considerate attention of herdaughter, to think the attachment, which once she had so wellunderstood, much slighter in reality, than she had been wont tobelieve, or than it was now proved to be. She feared that under thispersuasion she had been unjust, inattentive, nay, almost unkind, to herElinor; -- that Marianne's affliction, because more acknowledged, moreimmediately before her, had too much engrossed her tenderness, and ledher away to forget that in Elinor she might have a daughter sufferingalmost as much, certainly with less self-provocation, and greaterfortitude.