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1By not one of the circle was he listened to with such unbroken, unalloyed enjoyment as by his wife, who was really
2extremely happy to see him, and whose feelings were so warmed by his sudden arrival as to place her nearer agitation
3than she had been for the last twenty years. She had been almost fluttered for a few minutes, and still remained so
4sensibly animated as to put away her work, move Pug from her side, and give all her attention and all the rest of her
5sofa to her husband. She had no anxieties for anybody to cloud her pleasure: her own time had been irreproachably spent
6during his absence: she had done a great deal of carpet-work, and made many yards of fringe; and she would have answered
7as freely for the good conduct and useful pursuits of all the young people as for her own. It was so agreeable to her to
8see him again, and hear him talk, to have her ear amused and her whole comprehension filled by his narratives, that she
9began particularly to feel how dreadfully she must have missed him, and how impossible it would have been for her to
10bear a lengthened absence. Mrs. Norris was by no means to be compared in happiness to her sister. Not that she was
11incommoded by many fears of Sir Thomas's disapprobation when the present state of his house should be known, for her
12judgment had been so blinded that, except by the instinctive caution with which she had whisked away Mr. Rushworth's
13pink satin cloak as her brother-in-law entered, she could hardly be said to shew any sign of alarm; but she was vexed by
14the manner of his return. It had left her nothing to do. Instead of being sent for out of the room, and seeing him
15first, and having to spread the happy news through the house, Sir Thomas, with a very reasonable dependence, perhaps, on
16the nerves of his wife and children, had sought no confidant but the butler, and had been following him almost
17instantaneously into the drawing-room. Mrs. Norris felt herself defrauded of an office on which she had always depended,
18whether his arrival or his death were to be the thing unfolded; and was now trying to be in a bustle without having
19anything to bustle about, and labouring to be important where nothing was wanted but tranquillity and silence. Would Sir
20Thomas have consented to eat, she might have gone to the housekeeper with troublesome directions, and insulted the
21footmen with injunctions of despatch; but Sir Thomas resolutely declined all dinner: he would take nothing, nothing till
22tea came--he would rather wait for tea. Still Mrs. Norris was at intervals urging something different; and in the most
23interesting moment of his passage to England, when the alarm of a French privateer was at the height, she burst through
24his recital with the proposal of soup. "Sure, my dear Sir Thomas, a basin of soup would be a much better thing for you
25than tea. Do have a basin of soup." Sir Thomas could not be provoked. "Still the same anxiety for everybody's comfort,
26my dear Mrs. Norris," was his answer. "But indeed I would rather have nothing but tea." "Well, then, Lady Bertram,
27suppose you speak for tea directly; suppose you hurry Baddeley a little; he seems behindhand to-night." She carried this
28point, and Sir Thomas's narrative proceeded. At length there was a pause. His immediate communications were exhausted,
29and it seemed enough to be looking joyfully around him, now at one, now at another of the beloved circle; but the pause
30was not long: in the elation of her spirits Lady Bertram became talkative, and what were the sensations of her children
31upon hearing her say, "How do you think the young people have been amusing themselves lately, Sir Thomas? They have been
32acting. We have been all alive with acting." "Indeed! and what have you been acting?" "Oh! they'll tell you all about
33it." "The all will soon be told," cried Tom hastily, and with affected unconcern; "but it is not worth while to bore my
34father with it now. You will hear enough of it to-morrow, sir. We have just been trying, by way of doing something, and
35amusing my mother, just within the last week, to get up a few scenes, a mere trifle. We have had such incessant rains
36almost since October began, that we have been nearly confined to the house for days together. I have hardly taken out a
37gun since the 3rd. Tolerable sport the first three days, but there has been no attempting anything since. The first day
38I went over Mansfield Wood, and Edmund took the copses beyond Easton, and we brought home six brace between us, and
39might each have killed six times as many, but we respect your pheasants, sir, I assure you, as much as you could desire.
40I do not think you will find your woods by any means worse stocked than they were. I never saw Mansfield Wood so full of
41pheasants in my life as this year. I hope you will take a day's sport there yourself, sir, soon." For the present the
42danger was over, and Fanny's sick feelings subsided; but when tea was soon afterwards brought in, and Sir Thomas,
43getting up, said that he found that he could not be any longer in the house without just looking into his own dear room,
44every agitation was returning. He was gone before anything had been said to prepare him for the change he must find
45there; and a pause of alarm followed his disappearance. Edmund was the first to speak-- "Something must be done," said
46he. "It is time to think of our visitors," said Maria, still feeling her hand pressed to Henry Crawford's heart, and
47caring little for anything else. "Where did you leave Miss Crawford, Fanny?" Fanny told of their departure, and
48delivered their message. "Then poor Yates is all alone," cried Tom. "I will go and fetch him. He will be no bad
49assistant when it all comes out." To the theatre he went, and reached it just in time to witness the first meeting of
50his father and his friend. Sir Thomas had been a good deal surprised to find candles burning in his room; and on casting
51his eye round it, to see other symptoms of recent habitation and a general air of confusion in the furniture. The
52removal of the bookcase from before the billiard-room door struck him especially, but he had scarcely more than time to
53feel astonished at all this, before there were sounds from the billiard-room to astonish him still farther. Some one was
54talking there in a very loud accent; he did not know the voice--more than talking--almost hallooing. He stepped to the
55door, rejoicing at that moment in having the means of immediate communication, and, opening it, found himself on the
56stage of a theatre, and opposed to a ranting young man, who appeared likely to knock him down backwards. At the very
57moment of Yates perceiving Sir Thomas, and giving perhaps the very best start he had ever given in the whole course of
58his rehearsals, Tom Bertram entered at the other end of the room; and never had he found greater difficulty in keeping
59his countenance. His father's looks of solemnity and amazement on this his first appearance on any stage, and the
60gradual metamorphosis of the impassioned Baron Wildenheim into the well-bred and easy Mr. Yates, making his bow and
61apology to Sir Thomas Bertram, was such an exhibition, such a piece of true acting, as he would not have lost upon any
62account. It would be the last--in all probability--the last scene on that stage; but he was sure there could not be a
63finer. The house would close with the greatest eclat.
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