Chapter 91Eleanore saw with great discomfort the dejection of her friend. His visit gave her only a very partial satisfaction, while his own joy in it seemed so imperfect. It was obvious that he was unhappy; she wished it was equally obvious that he still showed the same affection that had undoubtedly inspired her; but so far the continuation of his preference seemed very uncertain; and the restraint of his kind towards her contradicted for a moment, which a more vivid look had hinted at the previous ones.
The next morning he joined her and Marianne in the breakfast room before the others were downstairs; and Marianne, who always strived to promote her happiness as much as possible, soon left her to herself. But before she was half up, she heard the salon door open, and when she turned ar
