Page 164 - sense-and-sensibility

‘I did,’ said Elinor, with a composure of voice, under
which was concealed an emotion and distress beyond any
thing she had ever felt before. She was mortified, shocked,
confounded.
Fortunately for her, they had now reached the cottage,
and the conversation could be continued no farther. After
sitting with them a few minutes, the Miss Steeles returned
to the Park, and Elinor was then at liberty to think and be
wretched.
[At this point in the first and second editions, Volume
1 ends.]

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