Разум и чувства / Sense and Sensibility

A party was formed this evening for going on the following day to see a very fine place about twelve miles from Barton, belonging to a brother-in-law of Colonel Brandon, without whose interest it could not be seen, as the proprietor, who was then abroad, had left strict orders on that head. The grounds were declared to be highly beautiful, and Sir John, who was particularly warm in their praise, might be allowed to be a tolerable judge, for he had formed parties to visit them, at least, twice every summer for the last ten years.

They contained a noble piece of water; a sail on which was to a form a great part of the morning’s amusement; cold provisions were to be taken, open carriages only to be employed, and every thing conducted in the usual style of a complete party of pleasure.

To some few of the company it appeared rather a bold undertaking, considering the time of year, and that it had rained every day for the last fortnight; – and Mrs. Dashwood, who had already a cold, was persuaded by Elinor to stay at home.

Chapter 13

Their intended excursion to Whitwell turned out very different from what Elinor had expected. She was prepared to be wet through, fatigued, and frightened; but the event was still more unfortunate, for they did not go at all.

By ten o’clock the whole party was assembled at the park, where they were to breakfast. The morning was rather favourable, though it had rained all night, as the clouds were then dispersing across the sky, and the sun frequently appeared.

They were all in high spirits and good humour, eager to be happy, and determined to submit to the greatest inconveniences and hardships rather than be otherwise.

While they were at breakfast the letters were brought in. Among the rest there was one for Colonel Brandon; – he took it, looked at the direction, changed colour, and immediately left the room.

�What is the matter with Brandon?’ said Sir John.

Nobody could tell.

�I hope he has had no bad news,’ said Lady Middleton.

�It must be something extraordinary that could make Colonel Brandon leave my breakfast table so suddenly.’

In about five minutes he returned.

�No bad news, Colonel, I hope;’ said Mrs. Jennings, as soon as he entered the room.

�None at all, ma’am, I thank you.’

�Was it from Avignon? I hope it is not to say that your sister is worse.’

�No, ma’am. It came from town, and is merely a letter of business.