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Patterns of Diction in Jane Austen's Major Novels


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In half a minute they were in the room. Emma was extremely glad to see him—but there was a degree of confusion— a number of embarrassing recollections on each side. They met readily and smiling, but with a consciousness which at first allowed little to be said; and having all sat down again, there was for some time such a blank in the circle, that Emma began to doubt whether the wish now indulged, which she had long felt, of seeing Frank Churchill once more, and of seeing him with Jane, would yield its proportion of pleasure. When Mr. Weston joined the party, however, and when the baby was fetched, there was no longer a want of subject or animation— or of courage and opportunity for Frank Churchill to draw near her and say,
cried Emma, most happy to begin,
He thanked her with all his heart, and continued some time to speak with serious feeling of his gratitude and happiness.
said he, turning his eyes towards Jane.
But his spirits were soon rising again, and with laughing eyes, after mentioning the expected return of the Campbells, he named the name of Dixon.—
blushed, and
she cried,
he answered,
said Emma.
resumed he,
Emma spoke her pity so very kindly, that with a sudden accession of gay thought, he cried,
then sinking his voice, and looking demure for the moment—
He paused.—She coloured and laughed.—
Emma was delighted, and only wanted him to go on in the same style; but
his mind
was the next moment in his own concerns and
and his next words were,
replied Emma, archly;
But he laughed so heartily at the recollection, that Emma could not help saying,
He bowed.
she presently added, with a look of true sensibility,
he answered, warmly.
(inclining his head, and whispering seriously)
replied Emma; and she spoke so kindly, that he gratefully burst out,
The others had been talking of the child, Mrs. Weston giving an account of a little alarm she had been under, the evening before, from the infant's appearing not quite well.
This was her history; and particularly interesting it was to
Mr. Woodhouse,who
regretted that
Frank Churchill caught the name.
said he to Emma, and trying, as he spoke, to catch Miss Fairfax's eye.
Emma soon recollected, and understood him; and while she joined in the laugh, it was evident from Jane's countenance that she too was really hearing him, though trying to seem deaf.
he cried.
Jane was forced to smile completely, for a moment; and the smile partly remained as she turned towards him, and said in a conscious, low, yet steady voice,
He had a great deal to say in return, and very entertainingly; but Emma's feelings were chiefly with Jane, in the argument; and on leaving Randalls, and falling naturally into a comparison of the two men,
she felt, that
The happiness of this most happy day, received its completion, in the animated contemplation of his worth which this comparison produced.
If Emma had still, at intervals, an anxious feeling for Harriet, a momentary doubt of its being possible for her to be really cured of her attachment to Mr. Knightley, and really able to accept another man from unbiased inclination, it was not long that she had to suffer from the recurrence of any such uncertainty. A very few days brought the party from London, and she had no sooner an opportunity of being one hour alone with Harriet, than
she became perfectly satisfied
was a little distressed — —did look a little foolish at first: but having once
owned that
her pain and confusion seemed to die away with the words, and leave her without a care for the past, and with the fullest exultation in the present and future; for, as to her friend's approbation, Emma had instantly removed every fear of that nature, by meeting her with the most unqualified congratulations.—Harriet was most happy to give every particular of the evening at Astley's, and the dinner the next day; she could dwell on it all with the utmost delight. But what did such particulars explain?—
as Emma could now acknowledge,
The event, however, was most joyful; and every day was giving her fresh reason for thinking so.—Harriet's parentage became known. She proved to be the daughter of a tradesman, rich enough to afford her the comfortable maintenance which had ever been hers, and decent enough to have always wished for concealment.—
No objection was raised on the father's side; the young man was treated liberally; it was all as it should be: and as Emma became acquainted with Robert Martin, who was now introduced at Hartfield, she fully acknowledged in him all the appearance of sense and worth which could bid fairest for her little friend.
Emma admitted her