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1"Perhaps you are not sitting in this room, and I am not sitting by you. These are points in which a doubt is equally
2possible. Not keep a journal! how are your absent cousins to understand the tenor of your life in Bath without one? How
3are the civilities and compliments of every day to be related as they ought to be, unless noted down every evening in a
4journal? How are your various dresses to be remembered, and the particular state of your complexion, and curl of your
5hair to be described in all their diversities, without having constant recourse to a journal? My dear madam, I am not so
6ignorant of young ladies' ways as you wish to believe me; it is this delightful habit of journaling which largely
7contributes to form the easy style of writing for which ladies are so generally celebrated. Everybody allows that the
8talent of writing agreeable letters is peculiarly female. Nature may have done something, but I am sure it must be
9essentially assisted by the practice of keeping a journal." "I have sometimes thought," said Catherine, doubtingly,
10"whether ladies do write so much better letters than gentlemen! that is--I should not think the superiority was always
11on our side." "As far as I have had opportunity of judging, it appears to me that the usual style of letter-writing
12among women is faultless, except in three particulars." "And what are they?" "A general deficiency of subject, a total
13inattention to stops, and a very frequent ignorance of grammar." "Upon my word! i need not have been afraid of
14disclaiming the compliment. You do not think too highly of us in that way." "I should no more lay it down as a general
15rule that women write better letters than men, than that they sing better duets, or draw better landscapes. In every
16power, of which taste is the foundation, excellence is pretty fairly divided between the sexes." They were interrupted
17by Mrs. Allen: "My dear Catherine," said she, "do take this pin out of my sleeve; I am afraid it has torn a hole
18already; I shall be quite sorry if it has, for this is a favourite gown, though it cost but nine shillings a yard."
19"That is exactly what I should have guessed it, madam," said Mr. Tilney, looking at the muslin. "Do you understand
20muslins, sir?" "Particularly well; I always buy my own cravats, and am allowed to be an excellent judge; and my sister
21has often trusted me in the choice of a gown. I bought one for her the other day, and it was pronounced to be a
22prodigious bargain by every lady who saw it. I gave but five shillings a yard for it, and a true Indian muslin." Mrs.
23Allen was quite struck by his genius. "Men commonly take so little notice of those things," said she; "I can never get
24Mr. Allen to know one of my gowns from another. You must be a great comfort to your sister, sir." "I hope I am, madam."
25"And pray, sir, what do you think of Miss Morland's gown?" "It is very pretty, madam," said he, gravely examining it;
26"but I do not think it will wash well; I am afraid it will fray." "How can you," said Catherine, laughing, "be so--" She
27had almost said "strange." "I am quite of your opinion, sir," replied Mrs. Allen; "and so I told Miss Morland when she
28bought it." "But then you know, madam, muslin always turns to some account or other; Miss Morland will get enough out of
29it for a handkerchief, or a cap, or a cloak. Muslin can never be said to be wasted. I have heard my sister say so forty
30times, when she has been extravagant in buying more than she wanted, or careless in cutting it to pieces." "Bath is a
31charming place, sir; there are so many good shops here. We are sadly off in the country; not but what we have very good
32shops in Salisbury, but it is so far to go--eight miles is a long way; Mr. Allen says it is nine, measured nine; but I
33am sure it cannot be more than eight; and it is such a fag--I come back tired to death. Now, here one can step out of
34doors and get a thing in five minutes." Mr. Tilney was polite enough to seem interested in what she said; and she kept
35him on the subject of muslins till the dancing recommenced. Catherine feared, as she listened to their discourse, that
36he indulged himself a little too much with the foibles of others. "What are you thinking of so earnestly?" said he, as
37they walked back to the ballroom; "not of your partner, I hope, for, by that shake of the head, your meditations are not
38satisfactory." Catherine coloured, and said, "I was not thinking of anything." "That is artful and deep, to be sure; but
39I had rather be told at once that you will not tell me." "Well then, I will not." "Thank you; for now we shall soon be
40acquainted, as I am authorized to tease you on this subject whenever we meet, and nothing in the world advances intimacy
41so much." They danced again; and, when the assembly closed, parted, on the lady's side at least, with a strong
42inclination for continuing the acquaintance. Whether she thought of him so much, while she drank her warm wine and
43water, and prepared herself for bed, as to dream of him when there, cannot be ascertained; but I hope it was no more
44than in a slight slumber, or a morning doze at most; for if it be true, as a celebrated writer has maintained, that no
45young lady can be justified in falling in love before the gentleman's love is declared,[1] it must be very improper that
46a young lady should dream of a gentleman before the gentleman is first known to have dreamt of her. How proper Mr.
47Tilney might be as a dreamer or a lover had not yet perhaps entered Mr. Allen's head, but that he was not objectionable
48as a common acquaintance for his young charge he was on inquiry satisfied; for he had early in the evening taken pains
49to know who her partner was, and had been assured of Mr. Tilney's being a clergyman, and of a very respectable family in
50Gloucestershire. [1] Vide a letter from Mr. Richardson, No. 97, Vol. ii, Rambler. CHAPTER 4 With more than usual
51eagerness did Catherine hasten to the pump-room the next day, secure within herself of seeing Mr. Tilney there before
52the morning were over, and ready to meet him with a smile; but no smile was demanded--Mr. Tilney did not appear. Every
53creature in Bath, except himself, was to be seen in the room at different periods of the fashionable hours; crowds of
54people were every moment passing in and out, up the steps and down; people whom nobody cared about, and nobody wanted to
55see; and he only was absent. "What a delightful place Bath is," said Mrs. Allen as they sat down near the great clock,
56after parading the room till they were tired; "and how pleasant it would be if we had any acquaintance here."
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