Jane Austen Musing

(found in a random search of the Internet):
To: Heather
From: Sister
Subject: A Woman of Seven and Twenty ...

I am reading "Sense and Sensibility" today. Marianne said this:

"A woman of seven and twenty can never hope to feel or inspire affection again, and if her home be uncomfortable, or her fortune small, I can suppose that she might bring herself to submit to the offices of a nurse, for the sake of the provision and security of a wife."

So there you have it. It is too late for you. You may as well become a nurse.

I am sorry to have to tell you this.
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