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Jane Austen is another example of comparatively rapid creation, writing three of her best-known novels, Pride and Prejudice, Sense and Sensibility, and Northanger Abbey between the ages of twenty-one and twenty-three.
"Well, I scarcely know how to tell it in ordinary words, for I learnt it in poetry." "In poetry! In whose poetry?" "Evy Austen put it into poetry, the eldest of the girls, and they made me recite it at the harvest supper." "Oh, that's awfully jolly I never should have thought she was so clever. Evy is the dark-haired one." "Yes, Evy is awfully clever; but she doesn't talk much about it."
"I'm taking pretty good care of your old friend Emily, Alexina?" Uncle Austen was demanding playfully, as he arose from the table; "she's standing transplanting pretty well, eh?" Emily got up abruptly, so abruptly her chair would have turned over but for his quickness in getting there to catch it, but his good humour was proof even against this, though he ordinarily frowned at awkwardness.
Hastings was suddenly overcome with the shyness of youth. He held out his hand, and said, "I'm awfully glad to have met you," and fled. Victoria, who had looked on with a curious mixture of feelings, turned to Austen. "That was a real tribute," she said. "Is this the way you affect everybody whom you meet?" They were standing almost alone.
If I had not been interfered with I would not have taken Austen. Much good it did me!" Verelst, his hand on the tiller, nodded. "There you are! That locksmith business is very sound. Love revels in it. But give him his head and good-bye. Sooner or later he is bound to take to his heels, but, the more he is welcomed, the sooner he goes. The history of love is a history of farewells."
The insistent and intolerant horn of an automobile, followed now by the scream of the gears, broke the stillness of the country-side, and a familiar voice cried out "Do you want the whole road?" Austen turned into the Hammonds' drive as the bulldog nose of a motor forged ahead, and Mr. Crewe swung in the driver's seat. "Hello, Victoria," he shouted, "you people ought to have ear-trumpets."
Vane," she called, "I want to introduce an admirer, Mr. Hastings Weare." "I just wanted to know you," said Hastings, reddening, "and Victoria I mean Miss Flint said she'd introduce me." "I'm much obliged to her," said Austen, smiling. "Are you in politics?" asked Hastings. "I'm afraid not," answered Austen, with a glance at Victoria. "You're not helping Humphrey Crewe, are you?"
"I came for intellectual pleasure this time," said Austen. "I understand that Mr. Crewe is to deliver an epoch-making speech on the national situation to-morrow." This was too much even for the gravity of Mr. Manning; Mr. Tooting and Mr. Billings and his two colleagues roared, though the Honourable Jacob's laugh was not so spontaneous. "Aust," said Mr. Tooting, admiringly, you're all right."
Was not perfection at war with the world's scheme, and did not achievement spring from a void? But when Austen appeared, with Pepper, to drive her home to Fairview, his presence never failed to revive the fierce faith that it was his destiny to make the world better, and hers to help him.
Gaylord's brow and the drops from his shabby black coat. "There's no use gettin' mad at Austen. He's dead right you can't lobby this thing through, and you knew it before you started. If you hadn't lost your temper, you wouldn't have tried." "We'll see, by G-d, we'll see," said the indomitable old Tom, when he got his breath.
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