Greetings, Gentle Readers.
Herewith I present the latest group of tweets of Jane Austen's PERSUASION. Enjoy (and do read the book, which is ever so much more delightful):
Breaking news: Louisa is to marry Capt. Benwick, not Capt. Wentworth! Louisa and Benwick?? WTF? Fetch my smelling salts!
Anne refrains from breaking into song while hoping that Capt W & Capt B have not 86'd their friendship over Louisa.
Admiral Croft provides Anne w/status update on Capt W: He does not appear to be heartbroken at all. (Smile.)
And then Anne runs into the man himself: "It was agitation, pain, pleasure, a something between delight and misery."
Capt W is somewhat self-conscious with Anne, perhaps even embarassed. Please sir, may I have some more? But then…
…Mr. Elliot whisks Anne away, leaving Capt W to hear the gossips of Bath yammering that Anne & Mr. Elliot are an item.
If only Anne could see Capt W again, but she is neither free to call nor able to tweet. Perhaps he will be at a concert…
Capt W arrives—and Anne is so friendly that he tells her his opinion of Benwick and Louisa's engagement. Dish it, dude.
Aside from Benwick's superiority of mind to Louisa, says Capt W, Benwick's fiancée had been an extraordinary woman.
"A man does not recover from such a devotion of the heart to such a woman. He ought not; he does not," says he.
Anne is "struck, gratified, confused, and beginning to breathe very quick, and feel an hundred things in a moment."
Lady Dalrymple & her spawn arrive at the concert, and Anne is separated from Capt W as she and her party take their seats.
All Anne can think of are Capt W's words, "his half averted eyes and more than half expressive glance." (Hmm...)
"All declared that he had a heart returning to her at least; that anger, resentment, avoidance, were no more…"
It seems all his coldness has been "succeeded, not merely by friendship and regard, but by the tenderness of the past."
"She could not contemplate the change as implying less. He must love her." (Grabs fan, swoons on fainting couch.)
Mr. Elliot tantalizes Anne with cryptic statements of how he had heard praise of her for years before they met.
Mr. Elliot won't reveal his source, who "had inspired him with the highest idea of her merit." Man is a flattery machine.
"Anne…wondered, and questioned him eagerly; but in vain. He delighted in being asked, but he would not tell." Sneaky...
The rest of Chapter 20, and more, to follow...
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