“«It is very true, upon my honour, but I see how it is; you are indifferent to everybody's admiration, except that of one gentleman, who shall be nameless. Nay, I cannot blame you»—speaking more seriously—«your feelings are easily understood. Where the heart is really attached, I know very well how little one can be pleased with the attention of anybody else. Everything is so insipid, so uninteresting, that does not relate to the beloved object!
I can perfectly comprehend your feelings.»
«But you should not persuade me that I think so very much about Mr. Tilney, for perhaps I may never see him again.»
«Not see him again! My dearest creature, do not talk of it.”