“I wish with all my soul,” cried Sir John, “that Willoughby were among us again.”

This, and Marianne's blushing, gave new suspicions to Edward. “And who is Willoughby?” said he, in a low voice, to Miss Dashwood, by whom he was sitting.

She gave him a brief reply. Marianne's countenance was more communicative. Edward saw enough to comprehend, not only the meaning of others, but such of Marianne's expressions as had puzzled him before; and when their visitors left them, he went immediately round her, and said, in a whisper, “I have been guessing.

Shall I tell you my guess?”

“What do you mean?”

“Shall I tell you.”