Character: miss Crawford

If That will not survive, Edmund will become the heir. The wealth and honour of the family will be in more worthy hands. I know you think that I should not say such things. But it's ready for any turn of fate is a sign of a developed individual. I suggest to You, sir Thomas, do not be troubled intervention in this case. Let things run their course. All would be difficult. And although Tom, may God protect him, may be too weak for this world, and the rest should live. I'm talking about what we need to do - and not about my feelings. You may regret your willingness to accept Tom's death. And You, Fanny Price, is about to Your poorly disguised anger in me. If You agreed to marry my brother, then get ready now for the wedding. And sir Henry had now the affair with Mrs. Rushworth. You would be reduced to harmless flirting, to the annual meetings in Casertana. The incident can blame You!
- You are so calm talking about the possible death of my brother, that my heart was pierced with a cold. Cold. You happily plan receptions with his money. You laid siege to my father like a dog under the table. You attack Fanny for what she's unmistakable flair for the human essence. All this, unfortunately, convinced me that the person I wanted to be around all these months, was created by my imagination. It's not You, miss Crawford. You are a stranger to me. I don't know You. And, sadly, I don't want to know.