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She had resolved
She soon resolved, equally as a duty and a pleasure, to employ half an hour of this holiday of spirits in calling on Miss Fairfax.—
She went— she had driven once unsuccessfully to the door, but had not been into the house since the morning after Box Hill, when poor Jane had been in such distress as had filled her with compassion, though all the worst of her sufferings had been unsuspected.—The fear of being still unwelcome, determined her, though
assured of
She heard Patty announcing it; but no such bustle succeeded as poor Miss Bates had before made so happily intelligible.—No; she heard nothing but the instant reply of,
and a moment afterwards she was met on the stairs by Jane herself, coming eagerly forward, as if no other reception of her were felt sufficient.—Emma had never seen her look so well, so lovely, so engaging. There was consciousness, animation, and warmth; there was every thing which her countenance or manner could ever have wanted.— She came forward with an offered hand; and said, in a low, but very feeling tone,
Emma was gratified, and would soon have shewn no want of words, if the sound of Mrs. Elton's voice from the sitting-room had not checked her, and made it expedient to compress all her friendly and all her congratulatory sensations into a very, very earnest shake of the hand.
Mrs. Bates and Mrs. Elton were together. Miss Bates was out, which accounted for the previous tranquillity. Emma could have wished Mrs. Elton elsewhere; but she was in a humour to have patience with every body; and as Mrs. Elton met her with unusual graciousness, she hoped the rencontre would do them no harm.
She soon believed herself
Emma saw symptoms of it immediately in the expression of her face; and while paying her own compliments to Mrs. Bates, and appearing to attend to the good old lady's replies, she saw her with a sort of anxious parade of mystery fold up a letter which she had apparently been reading aloud to Miss Fairfax, and return it into the purple and gold reticule by her side, saying, with significant nods,
And again, on Emma's merely turning her head to look at Mrs. Bates's knitting, she added, in a half whisper,
Emma could not doubt. It was a palpable display, repeated on every possible occasion. When they had all talked a little while in harmony of the weather and Mrs. Weston, she found herself abruptly addressed with,
(here was a side-glance of great meaning at Jane.)
And when Mrs. Bates was saying something to Emma, whispered farther,
she shortly afterwards began,
Soon after this Miss Bates came in, and Emma could not help being diverted by the perplexity of her first answer to herself, resulting, she supposed, from doubt of what might be said, and impatience to say every thing.
And from her great, her more than commonly thankful delight towards Mrs. Elton for being there,
Emma guessed that
After a few whispers, indeed, which placed it beyond a guess, Mrs. Elton, speaking louder, said,
And putting up her hand to screen her words from Emma—
Miss Bates looked about her, so happily—!
Emma would not have smiled for the world, and only said,
said Emma.
was the abrupt answer, which denoted the impossibility of any blunder on Mrs. Elton's side.—
she continued,
said Jane.
It seemed an unnecessary caution; Jane was wanting to give her words, not to Mrs. Elton, but to Miss Woodhouse, as the latter plainly saw. The wish of distinguishing her, as far as civility permitted, was very evident, though it could not often proceed beyond a look.
Mr. Elton made his appearance. His lady greeted him with some of her sparkling vivacity.
Mr. Elton was so hot and tired, that all this wit seemed thrown away. His civilities to the other ladies must be paid; but his subsequent object was to lament over himself for the heat he was suffering, and the walk he had had for nothing.
said he,
cried his wife.—
(speaking in a tone of great ill-usage,)
Emma amused herself by protesting that
said Mrs. Elton, (feeling the indignity as a wife ought to do,)
continued Mr. Elton,
Emma felt that she could not do better than go home directly.
She was pleased, on taking leave, to find Miss Fairfax determined to attend her out of the room, to go with her even downstairs; it gave her an opportunity which she immediately made use of, to say,
cried Jane, with a blush and an hesitation which Emma thought infinitely more becoming to her than all the elegance of all her usual composure—
(speaking more collectedly,)
cried Emma warmly, and taking her hand.
replied Emma, smiling—
The smile was returned as Jane answered,
Mrs. Weston's friends were all made happy by her safety; and if the satisfaction of her well-doing could be increased to Emma, it was by knowing her to be the mother of a little girl.
She had been decided in
She would not acknowledge that it was with any view of making a match for her, hereafter, with either of Isabella's sons; but
she continued—
replied Mr. Knightley,
cried Emma;
Emma laughed, and replied:
cried Emma.

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