The fatigue, too, of so long a journey, became soon no trifling evil.

In vain were the well-meant condescensions of Sir Thomas, and all the officious prognostications of Mrs.Norris that she would be a good girl; in vain did Lady Bertram smile and make her sit on the sofa with herself and pug, and vain was even the sight of a gooseberry tart towards giving her comfort; she could scarcely swallow two mouthfuls before tears interrupted her, and sleep seeming to be her likeliest friend, she was taken to finish her sorrows in bed.
"This is not a very promising beginning," said Mrs.Norris, when Fanny had left the room.

"After all that I said to her as we came along, I thought she would have behaved better; I told her how much might depend upon her acquitting herself well at first.

I wish there may not be a little sulkiness of temper--her poor mother had a good deal; but we must make allowances for such a child--and I do not know that her being sorry to leave her home is really against her, for, with all its faults, it _was_ her home, and she cannot as yet understand how much she has changed for the better; but then there is moderation in all things." It required a longer time, however, than Mrs.Norris was inclined to allow, to reconcile Fanny to the novelty of Mansfield Park, and the separation from everybody she had been used to.

Her feelings were very acute, and too little understood to be properly attended to.