Supported by the conviction of having done nothing to merit her present unhappiness and consoled by the belief that he had done nothing to forfeit her esteem, she thought she could even now, under the first smart of the heavy blow, command herself enough to guard every suspicion of the truth from her mother and sisters. And so well was she able to answer her own expectations that when she joined them at dinner only two hours after she had first suffered the extinction of all her dearest hopes, no one would have supposed from the appearance of the sisters that she was mourning in secret over obstacles which must divide her forever from the object of her love and that her sister was internally dwelling on the perfection of a man of whose whole heart she felt thoroughly possessed, and whom she expected to see in every carriage which drove near their house.
"But still I might not have believed it, for where the mind is perhaps unwilling to be convinced, it will always find something to support its doubts..."
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