Shannon Hale Quote

After she swore herself to secrecy and did her best to seem trustworthy and closemouthed, Mr. Nobley revealed that those two had been more than fond acquaintances. In fact, last year he’d proposed and she’d accepted.Her mother disapproved, as he was merely a sailor. Mr. Heartwright, her brother, informed East that he was dismissed from being her suitor, and Miss Heartwright never had an opportunity to explain that it hadn’t been her wish. She fears it is too late now, but I don’t believe her heart ever let go of the man.Ah, Jane said, now fitting their story into the correct Austen novel context--, more or less. And that was a real bummer. Captain East had offered Jane the best shot at curative love. Oh well. Two down…one to go? She studied Mr. Nobley and wondered why she had the impression that he was dangerous--or would be if he didn’t so often look tired or bored. Was he a sleeping tiger? Or a sack of potatoes?And how do you feel about this, Mr. Nobley? she asked.It does not matter how I feel about Miss Heartwright. He nudged his horse forward, and hers followed.She hadn’t been talking about Miss Heartwright, but, okay. Wait, are you heartbroken? She knew Miss Erstwhile shouldn’t ask the question, but Jane couldn’t help it.No, of course not.Not about Miss Heartwright, anyway. Jane watched Mr. Nobley’s face closely for signs of Henry Jenkins. His mouth was still, unrevealing, but his eyes were sad. She’d never noticed before. Maybe you’re not heartbroken anymore, maybe you’ve passed that part, and now you’re just lonely.Mr. Nobley smiled, but with just half of his mouth. You are very good at nettling me, Miss Erstwhile. As I said, it does not matter how I feel. We are speaking of Miss Heartwright and Captain East. I think it nonsense how they have kept silent about it these past days. They should speak their minds.You approve of speaking one’s mind? So, do you approve of me?As it appeared Mr. Nobley had no intention of answering the question, and Jane was stumped at how to restart the conversation, they rode on in silence.Of course just at that moment, she see Martin by a line of trees, looking her way. Why couldn’t she be chatting and laughing and having a wonderful time? She smiled generously at the world around her and hoped that Martin would think she was enthralled with Mr. Nobley’s company and perfectly happy.Mr. Nobley turned to ask her a question, but when he saw her grinning without apparent cause, the words hung in his mouth. His eyes widened. What? You are laughing at me again. What have I done now?Jane did laugh. I’m sorry, but I can’t seem to help myself around you. You are so teas-able. Which was precisely not true, and yet saying it somehow made it so.Mr. Nobley looked over his shoulder just as the line of trees hid Martin from view. Jane wasn’t sure if he saw him.I’m sorry I annoy you so much, said Jane. I’ll stop. I really will.Hm, said Mr. Nobley as if he doubted it. He looked at his hands thoughtfully, not speaking again for several moments. In the silence, Jane became aware of her heart beating. Why was that?