Emma eBook

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

“Have you indeed, sir?—­Bless me!  I never could have supposed it.  But I live out of the world, and am often astonished at what I hear.  However, this does make a difference; and, perhaps, when we come to talk it over—­but these sort of things require a good deal of consideration.  One cannot resolve upon them in a hurry.  If Mr. and Mrs. Weston will be so obliging as to call here one morning, we may talk it over, and see what can be done.”

“But, unfortunately, sir, my time is so limited—­”

“Oh!” interrupted Emma, “there will be plenty of time for talking every thing over.  There is no hurry at all.  If it can be contrived to be at the Crown, papa, it will be very convenient for the horses.  They will be so near their own stable.”

“So they will, my dear.  That is a great thing.  Not that James ever complains; but it is right to spare our horses when we can.  If I could be sure of the rooms being thoroughly aired—­but is Mrs. Stokes to be trusted?  I doubt it.  I do not know her, even by sight.”

“I can answer for every thing of that nature, sir, because it will be under Mrs. Weston’s care.  Mrs. Weston undertakes to direct the whole.”

“There, papa!—­Now you must be satisfied—­Our own dear Mrs. Weston, who is carefulness itself.  Do not you remember what Mr. Perry said, so many years ago, when I had the measles? `If Miss Taylor undertakes to wrap Miss Emma up, you need not have any fears, sir.’  How often have I heard you speak of it as such a compliment to her!”

“Aye, very true.  Mr. Perry did say so.  I shall never forget it.  Poor little Emma!  You were very bad with the measles; that is, you would have been very bad, but for Perry’s great attention.  He came four times a day for a week.  He said, from the first, it was a very good sort—­which was our great comfort; but the measles are a dreadful complaint.  I hope whenever poor Isabella’s little ones have the measles, she will send for Perry.”

“My father and Mrs. Weston are at the Crown at this moment,” said Frank Churchill, “examining the capabilities of the house.  I left them there and came on to Hartfield, impatient for your opinion, and hoping you might be persuaded to join them and give your advice on the spot.  I was desired to say so from both.  It would be the greatest pleasure to them, if you could allow me to attend you there.  They can do nothing satisfactorily without you.”

Emma was most happy to be called to such a council; and her father, engaging to think it all over while she was gone, the two young people set off together without delay for the Crown.  There were Mr. and Mrs. Weston; delighted to see her and receive her approbation, very busy and very happy in their different way; she, in some little distress; and he, finding every thing perfect.

“Emma,” said she, “this paper is worse than I expected.  Look! in places you see it is dreadfully dirty; and the wainscot is more yellow and forlorn than any thing I could have imagined.”

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