Ms. Austen (Chapter 4, page 1 of 2)


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Chapter 4

Jane couldn't help but wear the disappointment of the day on her face. She felt silly at the idea that she might have actually put herself upon Tom in such a way. She was sort of glad that he hadn't been there, now she might be able to return to her life as it was. Her life of solitude behind the safe doors of her home for which she had grown so accustomed. But still, she couldn't help but remember the aunt's words. "The boy has never been right since he last saw you...."

Could she possibly be speaking the truth? Had he clung to her memory all of these years just as she had to his? What a marvelous idea, that a young man would love a woman for so long. I must put him out of my head, for he has gone away to London, to his home. Given the way in which she had spoken to him, he may never return again. And she absolutely could not put all of her hopes on a boy that she had loved so long ago. To do so would be foolish and not at all in her nature.

She stopped again, to admire the countryside in all of it's beauty. Hampshire is a magnificent place, even in the rain. She thought. She stood for awhile, with the rain pouring over her, head held high. I shall never leave this place. Not even for a certain Mr. Thomas Lefroy. Even so, the tears came, pouring just as the rain had.

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