"The innovation, if not wrong as an innovation, will be
wrong as an expense."

"Yes, the expense of such an undertaking would be prodigious!
Perhaps it might cost a whole twenty pounds. Something of
a theatre we must have undoubtedly, but it will be on the
simplest plan: a green curtain and a little carpenter's work,
and that's all; and as the carpenter's work may be all
done at home by Christopher Jackson himself, it will be
too absurd to talk of expense; and as long as Jackson
is employed, everything will be right with Sir Thomas.
Don't imagine that nobody in this house can see or judge
but yourself. Don't act yourself, if you do not like it,
but don't expect to govern everybody else."

"No, as to acting myself," said Edmund, "_that_ I
absolutely protest against."

Tom walked out of the room as he said it, and Edmund was
left to sit down and stir the fire in thoughtful vexation.

Fanny, who had heard it all, and borne Edmund company
in every feeling throughout the whole, now ventured to say,
in her anxiety to suggest some comfort, "Perhaps they may
not be able to find any play to suit them. Your brother's
taste and your sisters' seem very different."

"I have no hope there, Fanny. If they persist in the scheme,
they will find something. I shall speak to my sisters