It was felt as such things must be felt.  Every body had a degree of gravity and sorrow; tenderness towards the departed, solicitude for the surviving friends; and, in a reasonable time, curiosity to know where she would be buried.  Goldsmith tells us, that when lovely woman stoops to folly, she has nothing to do but to die; and when she stoops to be disagreeable, it is equally to be recommended as a clearer of ill-fame.  Mrs. Churchill, after being disliked at least twenty-five years, was now spoken of with compassionate allowances.  In one point she was fully justified.  She had never been admitted before to be seriously ill.  The event acquitted her of all the fancifulness, and all the selfishness of imaginary complaints.

“Poor Mrs. Churchill! no doubt she had been suffering a great deal:  more than any body had ever supposed—­and continual pain would try the temper.  It was a sad event—­a great shock—­with all her faults, what would Mr. Churchill do without her?  Mr. Churchill’s loss would be dreadful indeed.  Mr. Churchill would never get over it.”—­ Even Mr. Weston shook his head, and looked solemn, and said, “Ah! poor woman, who would have thought it!” and resolved, that his mourning should be as handsome as possible; and his wife sat sighing and moralising over her broad hems with a commiseration and good sense, true and steady.  How it would affect Frank was among the earliest thoughts of both.  It was also a very early speculation with Emma.  The character of Mrs. Churchill, the grief of her husband—­her mind glanced over them both with awe and compassion—­and then rested with lightened feelings on how Frank might be affected by the event, how benefited, how freed.  She saw in a moment all the possible good.  Now, an attachment to Harriet Smith would have nothing to encounter.  Mr. Churchill, independent of his wife, was feared by nobody; an easy, guidable man, to be persuaded into any thing by his nephew.  All that remained to be wished was, that the nephew should form the attachment, as, with all her goodwill in the cause, Emma could feel no certainty of its being already formed.

Harriet behaved extremely well on the occasion, with great self-command.  What ever she might feel of brighter hope, she betrayed nothing.  Emma was gratified, to observe such a proof in her of strengthened character, and refrained from any allusion that might endanger its maintenance.  They spoke, therefore, of Mrs. Churchill’s death with mutual forbearance.

Short letters from Frank were received at Randalls, communicating all that was immediately important of their state and plans.  Mr. Churchill was better than could be expected; and their first removal, on the departure of the funeral for Yorkshire, was to be to the house of a very old friend in Windsor, to whom Mr. Churchill had been promising a visit the last ten years.  At present, there was nothing to be done for Harriet; good wishes for the future were all that could yet be possible on Emma’s side.