‘I do not know,’replied Miss Crawford hesitatingly.‘Yes,I cannot agree with you there.It is certainly the modestest part of the business.It is much worse to have girls not out,give themselves the same airs and take the same liberties as if they were,which I have seen done.That is worse than anything-quite disgusting!’
‘Yes,that is very inconvenient indeed,’said Mr Bertram.‘It leads one astray;one does not know what to do.The close bonnet and demure air you describe so well (and nothing was ever juster)tell one what is expected;but I got into a dreadful scrape last year from the want of them.I went down to Ramsgate for a week with a friend last September-just after my return from the West Indies-my friend Sneyd-you have heard me speak of Sneyd,Edmund;his father and mother and sisters were there,all new to me.When we reached Albion Place they were out;we went after them,and found them on the pier.Mrs and the two Miss Sneyds,with others of their acquaintance.I made my bow in form,and as Mrs Sneyd was surrounded by men,attached myself to one of her daughters,walked by her side all the way home,and made myself as agreeable as I could;the young lady perfectly easy in her manners,and as ready to talk as to listen.I had not a suspicion that I could be doing anything wrong.They looked just the same;both well dressed,with veils and parasols like other girls;but I afterwards found that I had been giving all my attention to the youngest,who was not out,and had most excessively offended the eldest.Miss Augusta ought not to have been noticed for the next six months,and Miss Sneyd,I believe,has never forgiven me.’
‘That was bad indeed.Poor Miss Sneyd!Though I have no younger sister,I feel for her.To be neglected before one's time,must be very vexatious.But it was entirely the mother's fault.Miss Augusta should have been with her governess.Such half and half doings never prosper.But now I must be satisfied about Miss Price.Does she go to balls?Does she dine out everywhere,as well as at my sister's?’
‘No,’replied Edmund,‘I do not think she has ever been to a ball.My mother seldom goes into company herself,and dines no where but with Mrs Grant,and Fanny stays at home with her.’
‘Oh!then the point is clear.Miss Price is not out.’
Chapter 6
Mr Bertram set off for-,and Miss Crawford was prepared to find a great chasm in their society,and to miss him decidedly in the meetings which were now becoming almost daily between the families;and on their all dining together at the park soon after his going,she retook her chosen place near the bottom of the table,fully expecting to feel a most melancholy difference in the change of masters.It would be a very flat business,she was sure.In comparison with his brother,Edmund would have nothing to say.The soup would be sent round in a most spiritless manner,wine drank without any smiles,or agreeable trifling,and the venison cut up without supplying one pleasant anecdote of any former haunch,or a single entertaining story about ‘my friend such a one.’She must try to find amusement in what was passing at the upper end of the table,and in observing Mr Rushworth,who was now making his appearance at Mansfield,for the first time since the Crawfords'arrival.He had been visiting a friend in a neighbouring county,and that friend having recently had his grounds laid out by an improver,Mr Rushworth was returned with his head full of the subject,and very eager to be improving his own place in the same way;and though not saying much to the purpose,could talk of nothing else.The subject had been already handled in the drawing-room;it was revived in the dining-parlour.Miss Bertram's attention and opinion was evidently his chief aim;and though her deportment showed rather conscious superiority than any solicitude to oblige him,the mention of Sotherton Court,and the ideas attached to it,gave her a feeling of complacency,which prevented her from being very ungracious.
‘I wish you could see Compton,’said he,‘it is the most complete thing!I never saw a place so altered in my life.I told Smith I did not know where I was.The approach now is one of the finest things in the country.you see the house in the most surprising manner.I declare when I got back to Sotherton yesterday,it looked like a prison-quite a dismal old prison.’
‘Oh!for shame!’cried Mrs Norris.‘A prison,indeed!Sotherton Court is the noblest old place in the world.’
‘It wants improvement,ma'am,beyond anything.I never saw a place that wanted so much improvement in my life;and it is so forlorn,that I do not know what can be done with it.’
‘No wonder that Mr Rushworth should think so at present,’said Mrs Grant to Mrs Norris,with a smile;‘but depend upon it,Sotherton will have every improvement in time which his heart can desire.’
‘I must try to do something with it,’said Mr Rushworth,‘but I do not know what.I hope I shall have some good friend to help me.’
‘Your best friend upon such an occasion,’said Miss Bertram,calmly,‘would be Mr Repton,I imagine.’
‘That is what I was thinking of.As he has done so well by Smith,I think I had better have him at once.His terms are five guineas a day.’
