
We are plagued with more chapters focusing on Henry Crawford. This time he proves he has a knack for reading Shakespeare aloud and though she tries to hold strong, Fanny is *into it*. But then he swiftly ruins any progress he made by talking about what kind of preacher he'd be: snobbish, ineffectual, and desperate for adoration. I can't adequately express how much I truly despise this man and how much I love that Fanny sees right through him.