"That she might not appear, however, to observe or expect him, she kept her eyes intently fixed on her fan; and a self-condemnation for her folly, in supposing that among such a crowd they should even meet with the Tilneys in any reasonable time, had just passed through her mind, when she suddenly found herself addressed and again solicited to dance, by Mr. Tilney himself. With what sparkling eyes and ready motion she granted his request, and with how pleasing a flutter of heart she went with him to the set, may be easily imagined."
— Austen, Jane (1775-1817)
(I, pp. 166-7; p. 50 in Norton ed.)
Reading Northanger Abbey, ed. Susan Fraiman (New York: W. W. Norton & Co., 2004).