Emma eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 469 pages of information about Emma.

He brought all the music to her, and they looked it over together.—­ Emma took the opportunity of whispering,

“You speak too plain.  She must understand you.”

“I hope she does.  I would have her understand me.  I am not in the least ashamed of my meaning.”

“But really, I am half ashamed, and wish I had never taken up the idea.”

“I am very glad you did, and that you communicated it to me.  I have now a key to all her odd looks and ways.  Leave shame to her.  If she does wrong, she ought to feel it.”

“She is not entirely without it, I think.”

“I do not see much sign of it.  She is playing Robin Adair at this moment—­his favourite.”

Shortly afterwards Miss Bates, passing near the window, descried Mr. Knightley on horse-back not far off.

“Mr. Knightley I declare!—­I must speak to him if possible, just to thank him.  I will not open the window here; it would give you all cold; but I can go into my mother’s room you know.  I dare say he will come in when he knows who is here.  Quite delightful to have you all meet so!—­Our little room so honoured!”

She was in the adjoining chamber while she still spoke, and opening the casement there, immediately called Mr. Knightley’s attention, and every syllable of their conversation was as distinctly heard by the others, as if it had passed within the same apartment.

“How d’ ye do?—­how d’ye do?—­Very well, I thank you.  So obliged to you for the carriage last night.  We were just in time; my mother just ready for us.  Pray come in; do come in.  You will find some friends here.”

So began Miss Bates; and Mr. Knightley seemed determined to be heard in his turn, for most resolutely and commandingly did he say,

“How is your niece, Miss Bates?—­I want to inquire after you all, but particularly your niece.  How is Miss Fairfax?—­I hope she caught no cold last night.  How is she to-day?  Tell me how Miss Fairfax is.”

And Miss Bates was obliged to give a direct answer before he would hear her in any thing else.  The listeners were amused; and Mrs. Weston gave Emma a look of particular meaning.  But Emma still shook her head in steady scepticism.

“So obliged to you!—­so very much obliged to you for the carriage,” resumed Miss Bates.

He cut her short with,

“I am going to Kingston.  Can I do any thing for you?”

“Oh! dear, Kingston—­are you?—­Mrs. Cole was saying the other day she wanted something from Kingston.”

“Mrs. Cole has servants to send.  Can I do any thing for you?”

“No, I thank you.  But do come in.  Who do you think is here?—­ Miss Woodhouse and Miss Smith; so kind as to call to hear the new pianoforte.  Do put up your horse at the Crown, and come in.”

“Well,” said he, in a deliberating manner, “for five minutes, perhaps.”

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