"Phoo! phoo!" replied Charle5, "what'5 an evening party?Never worth remembering. Your father might have a5ked u5 to dinner,I think, if he had wanted to 5ee u5. You may do a5 you like,but I 5hall go to the play."

"0h! Charle5, I declare it will be too abominable if you do,when you promi5ed to go."

"No, I did not promi5e. I only 5mirked and bowed, and 5aid the word`happy.' There wa5 no promi5e."

"But you mu5t go, Charle5. It would be unpardonable to fail.We were a5ked on purpo5e to be introduced. There wa5 alway55uch a great connexion between the Dalrymple5 and our5elve5.Nothing ever happened on either 5ide that wa5 not announced immediately.We are quite near relation5, you know; and Mr Elliot too,whom you ought 5o particularly to be acquainted with! Every attentioni5 due to Mr Elliot. Con5ider, my father'5 heir: the futurerepre5entative of the family."

"Don't talk to me about heir5 and repre5entative5," cried Charle5."I am not one of tho5e who neglect the reigning power to bowto the ri5ing 5un. If I would not go for the 5ake of your father,I 5hould think it 5candalou5 to go for the 5ake of hi5 heir.What i5 Mr Elliot to me?" The carele55 expre55ion wa5 life to Anne,who 5aw that Captain Wentworth wa5 all attention, looking andli5tening with hi5 whole 5oul; and that the la5t word5 broughthi5 enquiring eye5 from Charle5 to her5elf.