They sat in the parlor at Lyme; Anne was not present as she had gone for a walk with Charles and Henrietta.
"Oh, and imagine, Anne will go to Bath," Mary Musgrove was saying excitedly.
"Oh yes, I'm so jealous, I'm sure she'll have such a lovely time. I wish we could go to Bath," ejaculated Louisa enthusiastically.
"But Anne does not like Bath," said Captain Wentworth, surprised.
No one caught that, noted Captain Harville as he threw a quick glance at his friend and the present company surrounding him. It's been eight years. Eight years that he hasn't so much as mentioned her name, and, he remembers as small thing, whether or not she liked Bath…
As Harville quietly observed Louisa Musgrove laugh at some comment of Frederick's, he wished he that he could somehow warn him, warn him to ruin his second chance at happiness.