Category Archives: Neighbors

The Miss Mapletons

“I do not see the Miss Mapletons very often, but just as often as I like; We are always very glad to meet, & I do not wish to wear out our satisfaction.”

letter to Cassandra
June 19, 1799 [22]

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Let us hope it is not the latter…

“Dr. Hall [is] in such very deep mourning that either his Mother, his Wife, or himself must be dead.”

letter to Cassandra, about a mutual acquaintance Jane had run into at Bath
May 17, 1799 [19]

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A dreadful debt

“Whenever I fall into misfortune, how many jokes it ought to furnish to my acquaintance in general, or I shall die dreadfully in their debt for entertainment.”

letter to Cassandra
January 22, 1799 [18]

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A very pleasant evening

“Our ball was chiefly made up of Jervoises and Terrys, the former of whom were apt to be vulgar, the latter to be noisy. . . . I had a very pleasant evening, however, though you will probably find out that there was no particular reason for it; but I do not think it worth while to wait for enjoyment until there is some real opportunity for it.

letter to Cassandra
January 21, 1799 [18], emphasis mine

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The poor Miss Blackstones

"I do not like the Miss Blackstones; indeed I was always determined not to like them, so there is less merit in it."

letter to Cassandra
January 9, 1799 [17]

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The danger of a reputation that precedes you

“Mrs. Portman is not much admired in Dorsetshire; the good-natured world, as usual, extolled her beauty so highly, that all the neighbourhood have had the pleasure of being disappointed.”

letter to Cassandra
November 17, 1798 [11]

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Oh, that’s harsh…

“Mrs. Hall of Sherbourn was brought to bed yesterday of a dead child, some weeks before she expected, oweing to a fright.–I suppose she happened unawares to look at her husband.”

letter to Cassandra
October 27, 1798

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