A day late, because we just thought of it.
From Sense and Sensibility, Volume I, chapter XVII:
“What magnificent orders would travel from this family to London,” said Edward, “in such an event! What a happy day for booksellers, music-sellers, and print-shops! You, Miss Dashwood, would give a general commission for every new print of merit to be sent you–and as for Marianne, I know her greatness of soul, there would not be music enough in London to content her. And books!–Thomson, Cowper, Scott–she would buy them all over and over again: she would buy up every copy, I believe, to prevent their falling into unworthy hands; and she would have every book that tells her how to admire an old twisted tree. Should not you, Marianne? Forgive me, if I am very saucy. But I was willing to shew you that I had not forgot our old disputes.”
For all those who claim that Edward Ferrars is not amusing or witty: read the above, and think again. Here endeth the lesson.
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Poor Edward is much abused as being a stick. I agree–he is pleasant fellow. He does tease Marianne a good deal, but not more than she deserves. 🙂
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