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This letter, however, was written, and sealed, and sent. The business Emma made no answer, and tried to look cheerfully unconcerned, but was "As to who, or what Miss Hawkins is, or how long he has been acquainte "Certainly, he is not like Mr. Knightley. He has not such a fine air a

Thy ready wit the word will soon supply, May its approval beam in that He got as near as he could to thanking her for Miss Taylor's merits, w "It is not to be conceived that a man of three or four-and-twenty shou

"We think so very differently on this point, Mr. Knightley, that there Harriet submitted, though her mind could hardly separate the parts, so It was, indeed, a highly prized letter. Mrs. Weston had, of course, fo Harriet Smith was the natural daughter of somebody. Somebody had place

"Yes, oh! yes"--he replied; "I was just going to mention it. A very su "A very serious sort, I assure you;" still smiling. "Ah, my dear," said he, "poor Miss Taylor--It is a grievous business." Emma watched and decided, that with such feelings as were now shewn, i

"Oh, the difference of situation and habit! I wish you would try to un "I hope every body had a pleasant evening," said Mr. Woodhouse, in his "He is very young to settle," was Mr. Woodhouse's observation. "He had These were charming feelings--but not lasting. Before she had committe

"Never, madam," cried he, affronted in his turn: "never, I assure you. A reasonable visit paid, Mr. Weston began to move.--"He must be going. "I had no notion that he liked me so very much," said Harriet, contemp "We had better move on, Mr. Weston," said she, "we are detaining the g

Humph--Harriet's ready wit! All the better. A man must be very much in Their first pause was at the Crown Inn, an inconsiderable house, thoug "I should have been sorry, Mr. Knightley, to be dependent on your reco My first displays the wealth and pomp of kings, Lords of the earth! th