Sweet Nothings

Sweet Nothings
The Jewel Casket
The Kitchen Maid
The Lady of Shalott
Anne, attending with all the strength and zeal, and thought, which instinct supplied, to Henrietta, still tried, at intervals, to suggest comfort to the others, tried to quiet Mary, to animate Charles, to assuage the feelings of Captain Wentworth. Both seemed to look to her for directions. ¡¡¡¡ "Anne, Anne," cried Charles, "What is to be done next? What, in heaven's name, is to be done next?" ¡¡¡¡ Captain Wentworth's eyes were also turned towards her. ¡¡¡¡ "Had not she better be carried to the inn? Yes, I am sure: carry her gently to the inn." ¡¡¡¡ "Yes, yes, to the inn," repeated Captain Wentworth, comparatively collected, and eager to be doing something. "I will carry her myself. Musgrove, take care of the others." ¡¡¡¡ By this time the report of the accident had spread among the workmen and boatmen about the Cobb, and many were collected near them, to be useful if wanted, at any rate, to enjoy the sight of a dead young lady, nay, two dead young ladies, for it proved twice as fine as the first report. To some of the best-looking of these good people Henrietta was consigned, for, though partially revived, she was quite helpless; and in this manner, Anne walking by her side, and Charles attending to his wife, they set forward, treading back with feelings unutterable, the ground, which so lately, so very lately, and so light of heart, they had passed along.