Northanger Abbey Readthrough Ch 20
This line is so sweet:
Mr. and Mrs. Allen were sorry to lose their young friend, whose good humour and cheerfulness had made her a valuable companion, and in the promotion of whose enjoyment their own had been gently increased.
Catherine is fun to be around! She's nice, she's joyful, she's sweet! It's no wonder Henry Tilney wants to know her better! But also, the Allens derived joy from making Catherine happy! What a lovely friendship they have with her. This whole thing is beautiful.
Now we have a very awkward family breakfast, where the Tilney children are doing their best to make Catherine feel welcome, but General Tilney, in trying to do the same is achieving the opposite.
His anxiety for her comfort—his continual solicitations that she would eat, and his often-expressed fears of her seeing nothing to her taste—though never in her life before had she beheld half such variety on a breakfast-table—made it impossible for her to forget for a moment that she was a visitor.
Such a relatable sentiment!
And then in the most awkward moment ever, General Tilney reams out Frederick for being late for breakfast right in front of Catherine, but also makes it clear that it is Frederick's insult to Catherine that he is the most angry about. Honestly, I would have just died of embarrassment in Catherine's place.
Catherine's attributes Captain Tilney not defending himself or replying to his father's screed to him not being able to sleep properly because of guilt. Sorry Catherine, I'd bet it's just because replying would have made it worse. Again, General Tilney making his children silent, the only thing he says before they leave is, "How glad I shall be when you are all off.”
Again, we see that General Tilney has a troubling anger management problem, which is likely why his kids get to quiet around him. He has a very short fuse, Catherine hardly manages to keep him from throwing her writing desk onto the street (I wonder if any of Eleanor's things were thrown out) and he's terrible to staff, "with his discontent at whatever the inn afforded, and his angry impatience at the waiters" Poor Eleanor! Having to live full time with this horrible man.
Catherine grow every moment more in awe of him
Meaning drift. The word "awe" here is more of a synonym with "fear". We use "awe" today in a positive sense; it used to be more like "inspire with fear or dread". Those familiar with the Bible will known that fear/awe are often used to describe what people feel about God. Anyway, this is not a positive feeling, Catherine is becoming wary of General Tilney. This is important to point out because a lot of people laugh at Catherine's eventual conclusion that General Tilney murdered his wife, but if you were to only judge by this chapter, General Tilney really does not come off well. Short temper, terrible to staff, screams at his children for minor slights...
Anyway, things get better! Catherine switches from Eleanor to Henry and he tells her a gothic horror story off the top of his head which Catherine LOVES. Until he cannot continue because he's laughing too hard, "But Henry was too much amused by the interest he had raised to be able to carry it farther; he could no longer command solemnity either of subject or voice, and was obliged to entreat her to use her own fancy in the perusal of Matilda’s woes."
Also, if you weren't convinced yet that Henry is far superior to Thorpe:
Henry drove so well—so quietly—without making any disturbance, without parading to her, or swearing at them: so different from the only gentleman-coachman whom it was in her power to compare him with!
I did not get this the first time I read it, but a big part of the humour of this section of Northanger Abbey is that the Abbey looks really clean and modern inside, much to Catherine's disappointment.
The windows, to which she looked with peculiar dependence, from having heard the general talk of his preserving them in their Gothic form with reverential care, were yet less what her fancy had portrayed. To be sure, the pointed arch was preserved—the form of them was Gothic—they might be even casements—but every pane was so large, so clear, so light!
Like come on! Catherine was hoping for a dungeon and she got a mansion. And then General Tilney starts to ramble on about all the money that he's spent doing the exact opposite of what Catherine was hoping for. She's in this beautiful house but is not impressed at all.
Also, this is hilarious:
The breeze had not seemed to waft the sighs of the murdered to her
Darn those non-murder breezes!
Then General Tilney announces that it's almost dinner time and Eleanor books it with Catherine to get changed.
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illicit affairs chapter twenty
Emily Prentiss is what the FBI like to call a rogue. After having her Supervisory status revoked, she’s offered a job with the BAU, her status back, and a clean slate, an offer that’s impossible to refuse. On her first day, though, she finds she’s already fairly well acquainted with her new boss.
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Chapter Twenty
Scott was sitting with a few friends, but that didn't deter her. Supreme confidence was earned. Being the new kid at school eleven times will do that to you. It was sort of a baptism of fire, but it gave her the gall she needed to be able to walk over to Scott and his friends, hips swinging, lean her arm against a vacant stool, put her hand on her hip and smile at him.
Scott, whose beer was to his lips, swallowed hard, his eye giving her a quick once over that he just couldn't help, before he grinned and said, "Well, someone's not sort of seeing someone anymore."
"Wanna change that?" She asked, teasingly. Around him, his friends bristled, impressed by her boldness, and there was a very male moment, during which a sort of waheeey noise went around the group, and the friend sitting beside him shoved Scott to his feet.
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