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  together at Lyme; and grieving for him? I little thought then—but
  no   matter。   This   was   drawn   at   the   Cape。   He   met   with   a      clever
  young      German      artist   at  the   Cape;    and    in  compliance       with   a
  promise to my poor sister; sat to him; and was bringing it home for
  her;    and   I  have    now    the   charge    of  getting    it  properly    set  for
  another!   It   was   a   commission   to   me!   But   who   else   was   there   to
  employ?   I   hope   I   can   allow   for   him。   I   am   not   sorry;   indeed;   to
  make      it  over   to  another。    He    undertakes      it”—(looking      towards
  Captain      Wentworth)       “he   is  writing    about    it  now。”   And    with   a
  quivering lip he wound up the whole by adding; “Poor Fanny! she
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  would not have forgotten him so soon!”
  “No;”   replied   Anne;   in   a   low;   feeling   voice。   “That   I   can   easily
  believe。”
  “It was not in her nature。 She doated on him。”
  “It would not be the nature of any woman who truly loved。”
  Captain Harville smiled; as much as to say; “Do you claim that
  for your sex?” and she answered the question; smiling also; “Yes。
  We   certainly   do   not   forget   you   as   soon   as    you   forget   us。  It   is;
  perhaps; our fate rather than our merit。 We cannot help ourselves。
  We   live at  home;   quiet;   confined; and   our   feelings   prey   upon   us。
  You     are   forced     on   exertion。     You    have    always     a  profession;
  pursuits; business of some sort or other; to take you back into the
  world     immediately;      and   continual      occupation     and    change     soon
  weaken impressions。”
  “Granting your assertion that the world does all this so soon for
  men   (which;   however;   I   do   not   think   I   shall   grant);   it   does   not
  apply to Benwick。 He has not been forced upon any exertion。 The
  peace turned him on shore at the very moment; and he has been
  living with us; in our little family circle; ever since。”
  “True;” said Anne; “very true; I did not recollect; but what shall
  we say now; Captain Harville? If the change be not from outward
  circumstances;   it  must   be   from   within;   it   must   be   nature;   man’s
  nature; which has done the business for Captain Benwick。”
  “No;   no;   it   is   not   man’s   nature。   I   will   not   allow   it   to   be   more
  man’s nature than woman’s to be inconstant and forget those they
  do   love;   or   have   loved。   I   believe   the   reverse。   I   believe   in   a   true
  analogy   between   our   bodily   frames   and   our   mental;   and   that   as
  our    bodies     are   the  strongest;     so   are   our   feelings;    capable    of
  bearing most rough usage; and riding out the heaviest weather。”
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  “Your   feelings   may   be   the   strongest;”   replied   Anne;   “but   the
  same spirit of analogy will authorise me to assert that ours are the
  most     tender。    Man    is  more    robust     than   woman;      but   he   is  not
  longer…lived; which exactly explains my view of the nature of their
  attachments。        Nay;   it  would    be   too   hard    upon    you;    if  it  were
  otherwise。      You     have    difficulties;   and    privations;     and   dangers
  enough   to   struggle   with。   You   are   always   labouring   and   toiling;
  exposed to every risk and hardship。 Your home; country; friends;
  all   quitted。   Neither   time;   nor   health;   nor   life;   to   be   called   your
  own。     It  would     be   hard;    indeed”     (with    a  faltering    voice);    “if
  woman’s feelings were to be added to all this。”
  “We   shall   never   agree   upon   this   question”—Captain   Harville
  was beginning to say; when a slight noise called their attention to
  Captain Wentworth’s hitherto perfectly quiet division of the room。
  It was nothing more than that his pen had fallen down; but Anne
  was startled at finding him nearer than she had supposed; and half
  inclined   to   suspect   that   the   pen   had   only   fallen   because   he   had
  been occupied by them; striving to catch sounds; which yet she did
  not think he could have caught。
  “Have you finished your letter?” said Captain Harville。
  “Not quite; a few lines more。 I shall have done in five minutes。”
  “There is no hurry on my side。 I am only ready whenever you
  are。—I am in very good anchorage here;” (smiling at Anne;) “well
  supplied;   and   want   for   nothing。—No   hurry   for   a   signal   at   all。—
  Well;   Miss   Elliot;”   (lowering   his   voice)   “as   I   was   saying   we   shall
  never     agree;    I  suppose;    upon     this  point。   No   man     and   woman
  would; probably。 But let me observe that all histories are against
  you—all      stories;   prose    and   verse。    If  I  had   such   a   memory      as
  Benwick;   I   could   bring   you   fifty   quotations   in   a   moment   on   my
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  side the argument; and I do not think I ever opened a book in my
  life   which   had   not   something   to   say   upon   woman’s   inconstancy。
  Songs   and   proverbs;   all   talk   of   woman’s   fickleness。   But   perhaps
  you will say; these were all written by men。”
  “Perhaps       I  shall。—Yes;      yes;   if  you   please;    no   reference     to
  examples in books。 Men have had every advantage of us in telling
  their   own   story。   Education   has   been   theirs   in   so   much   higher   a
  degree; the pen has been in their hands。 I will not allow books to
  prove any thing。”
  “But how shall we prove any thing?”
  “We never shall。 We never can expect to prove any thing upon
  such a point。 It is a difference of opinion which does not admit of
  proof。 We each begin; probably; with a little bias towards our own
  sex;   and   upon   that   bias   build   every   circumstance   in   favour   of   it
  which      has    occurred      within    our    own     circle;   many     of   which
  circumstances (perhaps those very cases which strike us the most)
  may     be   precisely     such    as  cannot     be  brought      forward     without
  betraying a confidence; or in some respect saying what should not
  be said。”
  “Ah!”   cried   Captain   Harville;   in   a   tone   of   strong   feeling;   “if   I
  could   but   make   you   comprehend   what   a   man   suffers   when               he
  takes a last look at his wife and children; and watches the boat that
  he   has   sent   them   off   in;   as   long   as   it   is   in   sight;   and   then   turns
  away   and   says;   ‘God   knows   whether   we   ever   meet   again!’   And
  then; if I could convey to you the glow of his soul when he does see
  them   again;   when;   coming   back   after   a   twelvemonth’s   absence;
  perhaps; and   obliged  to  put  into  another  port;   he   calculates   how
  soon     it  be   possible    to  get   them     there;   pretending       to  deceive
  himself; and saying; ‘They cannot be here till such a day;’ but all
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  the while hoping for them twelve   hours   sooner;   and  seeing  them
  arrive at last; as if Heaven had given them wings; by many hours
  sooner still! If I could explain to you all this; and all that a man can
  bear and do; and glories to do; for the sake of these treasures of his
  existence!  I  speak;   you  know;   only   of   such   men   as   have   hearts!”
  pressing his own with emotion。
  “Oh!” cried Anne eagerly; “I hope I do justice to all that is felt
  by you; and by those who resemble you。 God forbid that I should
  undervalue   the   warm   and   faithful   feelings   of   any   of   my   fellow…
  creatures!  I   should deserve   utter   contempt   if  I   dared   to   suppose
  that true attachment and constancy were known only by woman。
  No;   I   believe   you   capable   of   everything   great   and   good   in   your
  married lives。 I believe you equal to every important exertion; and
  to every domestic forbearance; so long as—if I may be allowed the
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