six o'clock
Fanny was out of spirits all the rest of the day . Though tolerably secure of not seeing Mr. Crawford again , she could not help being low . It was parting with somebody of the nature of a friend ; and though , in one light , glad to have him gone , it seemed as if she was now deserted by everybody ; it was a sort of renewed separation from Mansfield ; and she could not think of his returning to town , and being frequently with Mary and Edmund , without feelings so near akin to envy as made her hate herself for having them . Her dejection had no abatement from anything passing around her ; a friend or two of her father 's , as always happened if he was not with them , spent the long , long evening there ; and from six o'clock till half-past nine , there was little intermission of noise or grog . She was very low . The wonderful improvement which she still fancied in Mr. Crawford was the nearest to administering comfort of anything within the current of her thoughts . Not considering in how different a circle she had been just seeing him , nor how much might be owing to contrast , she was quite persuaded of his being astonishingly more gentle and regardful of others than formerly .