Catherinewasnotsomuchengagedatthetheatrethatevening,inreturningthenodsandsmilesofMissThorpe,thoughtheycertainlyclaimedmuchofherleisure,astoforgettolookwithaninquiringeyeforMr.Tilneyineveryboxwhichhereyecouldreach;butshelookedinvain. Mr.Tilneywasnofonderoftheplaythanthepump–room. Shehopedtobemorefortunatethenextday;andwhenherwishesforfineweatherwereansweredbyseeingabeautifulmorning,shehardlyfeltadoubtofit;forafineSundayinBathemptieseveryhouseofitsinhabitants,andalltheworldappearsonsuchanoccasiontowalkaboutandtelltheiracquaintancewhatacharmingdayitis. Assoonasdivineservicewasover,theThorpesandAllenseagerlyjoinedeachother;andafterstayinglongenoughinthepump–roomtodiscoverthatthecrowdwasinsupportable,andthattherewasnotagenteelfacetobeseen,whicheverybodydiscoverseverySundaythroughouttheseason,theyhastenedawaytotheCrescent,tobreathethefreshairofbettercompany. HereCatherineandIsabella,arminarm,againtastedthesweetsoffriendshipinanunreservedconversation;theytalkedmuch,andwithmuchenjoyment;butagainwasCatherinedisappointedinherhopeofreseeingherpartner. Hewasnowheretobemetwith;everysearchforhimwasequallyunsuccessful,inmorningloungesoreveningassemblies;neitherattheUppernorLowerRooms,atdressedorundressedballs,washeperceivable;noramongthewalkers,thehorsemen,orthecurricle–driversofthemorning. Hisnamewasnotinthepump–roombook,andcuriositycoulddonomore.HemustbegonefromBath. Yethehadnotmentionedthathisstaywouldbesoshort! Thissortofmysteriousness,whichisalwayssobecominginahero,threwafreshgraceinCatherine’simaginationaroundhispersonandmanners,andincreasedheranxietytoknowmoreofhim. FromtheThorpesshecouldlearnnothing,fortheyhadbeenonlytwodaysinBathbeforetheymetwithMrs.Allen. Itwasasubject,however,inwhichsheoftenindulgedwithherfairfriend,fromwhomshereceivedeverypossibleencouragementtocontinuetothinkofhim;andhisimpressiononherfancywasnotsufferedthereforetoweaken. Isabellawasverysurethathemustbeacharmingyoungman,andwasequallysurethathemusthavebeendelightedwithherdearCatherine,andwouldthereforeshortlyreturn. Shelikedhimthebetterforbeingaclergyman,“forshemustconfessherselfverypartialtotheprofession”;andsomethinglikeasighescapedherasshesaidit. PerhapsCatherinewaswronginnotdemandingthecauseofthatgentleemotion—butshewasnotexperiencedenoughinthefinesseoflove,orthedutiesoffriendship,toknowwhendelicateraillerywasproperlycalledfor,orwhenaconfidenceshouldbeforced. Mrs.Allenwasnowquitehappy—quitesatisfiedwithBath. Shehadfoundsomeacquaintance,hadbeensoluckytooastofindinthemthefamilyofamostworthyoldfriend;and,asthecompletionofgoodfortune,hadfoundthesefriendsbynomeanssoexpensivelydressedasherself. Herdailyexpressionswerenolonger,“IwishwehadsomeacquaintanceinBath!” Theywerechangedinto,“HowgladIamwehavemetwithMrs.Thorpe!” andshewasaseagerinpromotingtheintercourseofthetwofamilies,asheryoungchargeandIsabellathemselvescouldbe;neversatisfiedwiththedayunlessshespentthechiefofitbythesideofMrs.Thorpe,inwhattheycalledconversation,butinwhichtherewasscarcelyeveranyexchangeofopinion,andnotoftenanyresemblanceofsubject,forMrs.Thorpetalkedchieflyofherchildren,andMrs.Allenofhergowns. TheprogressofthefriendshipbetweenCatherineandIsabellawasquickasitsbeginninghadbeenwarm,andtheypassedsorapidlythrougheverygradationofincreasingtendernessthattherewasshortlynofreshproofofittobegiventotheirfriendsorthemselves. TheycalledeachotherbytheirChristianname,werealwaysarminarmwhentheywalked,pinnedupeachother’strainforthedance,andwerenottobedividedintheset;andifarainymorningdeprivedthemofotherenjoyments,theywerestillresoluteinmeetingindefianceofwetanddirt,andshutthemselvesup,toreadnovelstogether. Yes,novels;forIwillnotadoptthatungenerousandimpoliticcustomsocommonwithnovel–writers,ofdegradingbytheircontemptuouscensuretheveryperformances,tothenumberofwhichtheyarethemselvesadding—joiningwiththeirgreatestenemiesinbestowingtheharshestepithetsonsuchworks,andscarcelyeverpermittingthemtobereadbytheirownheroine,who,ifsheaccidentallytakeupanovel,issuretoturnoveritsinsipidpageswithdisgust. Iftheheroineofonenovelbenotpatronizedbytheheroineofanother,fromwhomcansheexpectprotectionandregard?Icannotapproveofit. Letusleaveittothereviewerstoabusesucheffusionsoffancyattheirleisure,andovereverynewnoveltotalkinthreadbarestrainsofthetrashwithwhichthepressnowgroans. Letusnotdesertoneanother;weareaninjuredbody. Althoughourproductionshaveaffordedmoreextensiveandunaffectedpleasurethanthoseofanyotherliterarycorporationintheworld,nospeciesofcompositionhasbeensomuchdecried. Frompride,ignorance,orfashion,ourfoesarealmostasmanyasourreaders. Andwhiletheabilitiesofthenine–hundredthabridgeroftheHistoryofEngland,orofthemanwhocollectsandpublishesinavolumesomedozenlinesofMilton,Pope,andPrior,withapaperfromtheSpectator,andachapterfromSterne,areeulogizedbyathousandpens—thereseemsalmostageneralwishofdecryingthecapacityandundervaluingthelabourofthenovelist,andofslightingtheperformanceswhichhaveonlygenius,wit,andtastetorecommendthem. “Iamnonovel–reader—Iseldomlookintonovels—DonotimaginethatIoftenreadnovels—Itisreallyverywellforanovel.”Suchisthecommoncant.“Andwhatareyoureading,Miss—?”“Oh!Itisonlyanovel!” repliestheyounglady,whileshelaysdownherbookwithaffectedindifference,ormomentaryshame. “ItisonlyCecilia,orCamilla,orBelinda”;or,inshort,onlysomeworkinwhichthegreatestpowersofthemindaredisplayed,inwhichthemostthoroughknowledgeofhumannature,thehappiestdelineationofitsvarieties,theliveliesteffusionsofwitandhumour,areconveyedtotheworldinthebest–chosenlanguage. Now,hadthesameyoungladybeenengagedwithavolumeoftheSpectator,insteadofsuchawork,howproudlywouldshehaveproducedthebook,andtolditsname;thoughthechancesmustbeagainstherbeingoccupiedbyanypartofthatvoluminouspublication,ofwhicheitherthematterormannerwouldnotdisgustayoungpersonoftaste:thesubstanceofitspaperssooftenconsistinginthestatementofimprobablecircumstances,unnaturalcharacters,andtopicsofconversationwhichnolongerconcernanyoneliving;andtheirlanguage,too,frequentlysocoarseastogivenoveryfavourableideaoftheagethatcouldendureit.