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 herself. That a letter from Edmund should be a subject of terror. She began to feel that she had not yet gone through all the changes of opinion and sentiment, which the progress of time and variation of circumstances occasion in this world of changes. The vicissitudes of the human mind had not yet been exhausted by her.

Poor Fanny! though going, as she did, willingly and eagerly, the last evening at Mansfield Park must still be wretchedness. Her heart was completely sad at parting. She had tears for every room in the house, much more for every beloved inhabitant. She clung to her aunt, because she would miss her, she kissed the hand of her uncle with struggling sobs, because she had displeased him, and as for Edmund, she could neither speak, nor look, nor think, when the last moment came with him, and it was not till it was over, that she knew he was giving her the affectionate farewell of a brother. All