The Sacrifice of Abraham painting

The Sacrifice of Abraham painting
The Three Ages of Woman
"Nay," cried Mrs. Jennings, "I am sure I shall be monstrous glad of Miss Marianne's company, whether Miss Dashwood will go or not, only the more the merrier say I, and I thought it would be more comfortable for them to be together; because, if they got tired of me, they might talk to one another, and laugh at my old ways behind my back. But one or the other, if not both of them, I must have. Lord bless me! how do you think I can live poking by myself; I who have been always used, till this winter, to have Charlotte with me. Come, Miss Marianne, let us strike hands upon the bargain, and if Miss Dashwood will change her mind by-and-by, why so much the better." 　　 "I thank you, ma'am, sincerely thank you," said Marianne, with warmth: "your invitation has insured my gratitude forever; and it would give me such happiness- yes, almost the greatest happiness I am capable of- to be able to accept it. But my mother, my dearest, kindest mother- I feel the justice of what Elinor has urged, and if she were to be made less happy, less comfortable by our absence- oh, no, nothing should tempt me to leave her. It should not, must not be a struggle."