Northanger Abbey Page #8

He married her for her money, you see.

She thought it was for love.

It was a long time

until she knew his heart was cold.

No vampires, no blood.

The worst crimes are

the crimes of the heart.

But it was stupid and wicked of me

to think such things as I did.

Cathy!

Mama says, will you bring Mr Tilney

to the drawing room?.

Come on.

Mrs Morland,

after what has happened, I have little

right to expect a welcome at Fullerton.

You had no part in

what happened, Mr Tilney.

And Catherine is as you see her -

no harm done.

Any friends of our children

are welcome here.

Shall we agree to say

no more about it?.

You are very good.

Er...

Are Mr and Mrs Allen now at Fullerton?.

They are, sir.

I should like to

pay my respects.

Perhaps Miss Morland

might show me the way?.

But you can see their

house from the window!

Hush, Lucy.

I'm sure Catherine will be

happy to show you,Mr Tilney.

He thought I was rich?.

It was Thorpe who misled him at first,

Thorpe, who hoped to marry you himself.

He thought you were Mr Allen's heiress, and

he exaggerated Mr Allen's wealth to my father.

You were only guilty

of not being as rich as you were supposed to be.

For that, he turned you out of the house.

I thought you were so angry with me

you told him what you knew,

which would have

justified any discourtesy.

No, the discourtesy was all his.

I have broken with

my father, Catherine.

I may never speak

to him again.

-What did he say to you?.

-Let me instead tell you what I said to him.

I told him that I felt

myself bound to you,

by honour,

by affection,

and by a love so strong

that nothing he could do

could deter me from...

- From what?.

- Before I go on, I should say,

there's a pretty good chance

he'll disinherit me.

I fear I may never be

a rich man, Catherine.

Please, go on with what

you were going to say.

Will you marry me, Catherine?.

Yes!

Yes, I will!

Yes!

NARRATOR:
To begin perfect happiness

at the respective ages of 26 and 18

is to do pretty well.

Catherine and Henry were married.

And in due course, the joys of wedding

gave way to the blessings of a christening.

The bells rang and everyone smiled.

No-one more so than Eleanor

whose beloved's unexpected accession

to title and fortune

finally allowed them to marry.

I leave it to be settled

whether the tendency of this story

be to recommend parental tyranny

or reward filial disobedience.

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