Emma

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  "My dear Jane, say no more about it. The thing is determined, that is (laughing affectedly) as far as I can presume to determine any thing without the concurrence of my lord and master. You know, Mrs. Weston, you and I must be cautious how we express ourselves.

  But I do flatter myself, my dear Jane, that my influence is not entirely worn out. If I meet with no insuperable difficulties therefore, consider that point as settled. "

  "Excuse me," said Jane earnestly, "I cannot by any means consent to such an arrangement, so needlessly troublesome to your servant.

  If the errand were not a pleasure to me, it could be done, as it always is when I am not here, by my grandmamas. "

  "Oh! my dear; but so much as Patty has to do!-And it is a kindness to employ our men. "

  Jane looked as if she did not mean to be conquered; but instead of answering, she began speaking again to Mr. John Knightley.

  "The post-office is a wonderful establishment!" said she. -"The regularity and despatch of it! If one thinks of all that it has to do, and all that it does so well, it is really astonishing!"

  "It is certainly very well regulated. "

  "So seldom that any negligence or blunder appears! So seldom that a letter, among the thousands that are constantly passing about the kingdom, is even carried wrong-and not one in a million, I suppose, actually lost! And when one considers the variety of hands, and of bad hands too, that are to be deciphered, it increases the wonder. "

  "The clerks grow expert from habit. -They must begin with some quickness of sight and hand, and exercise improves them. If you want any farther explanation," continued he, smiling, "they are paid for it. That is the key to a great deal of capacity.

  The public pays and must be served well. "

  The varieties of handwriting were farther talked of, and the usual observations made.

  "I have heard it asserted," said John Knightley, "that the same sort of handwriting often prevails in a family; and where the same master teaches, it is natural enough. But for that reason, I should imagine the likeness must be chiefly confined to the females, for boys have very little teaching after an early age, and scramble into any hand they can get. Isabella and Emma, I think, do write very much alike. I have not always known their writing apart. "

  "Yes," said his brother hesitatingly, "there is a likeness.

  I know what you mean-but Emmas hand is the strongest. "

  "Isabella and Emma both write beautifully," said Mr. Woodhouse;

  "and always did. And so does poor Mrs. Weston"-with half a sigh and half a smile at her.

  "I never saw any gentlemans handwriting"-Emma began, looking also at Mrs. Weston; but stopped, on perceiving that Mrs. Weston was attending to some one else-and the pause gave her time to reflect,

  "Now, how am I going to introduce him?-Am I unequal to speaking his name at once before all these people? Is it necessary for me to use any roundabout phrase?-Your Yorkshire friend-your correspondent in Yorkshire;-that would be the way, I suppose, if I were very bad. -No, I can pronounce his name without the smallest distress. I certainly get better and better. -Now for it. "

  Mrs. Weston was disengaged and Emma began again-"Mr. Frank Churchill writes one of the best gentlemans hands I ever saw. "

  "I do not admire it," said Mr. Knightley. "It is too small-wants strength. It is like a womans writing. "

  This was not submitted to by either lady. They vindicated him against the base aspersion. "No, it by no means wanted strength-it was not a large hand, but very clear and certainly strong.

  Had not Mrs. Weston any letter about her to produce?" No, she had heard from him very lately, but having answered the letter, had put it away.

  "If we were in the other room," said Emma, "if I had my writing-desk, I am sure I could produce a specimen. I have a note of his. -Do not you remember, Mrs. Weston, employing him to write for you one day?"

  "He chose to say he was employed"-"Well, well, I have that note; and can shew it after dinner to convince Mr. Knightley. "

  "Oh! when a gallant young man, like Mr. Frank Churchill," said Mr. Knightley dryly, "writes to a fair lady like Miss Woodhouse, he will, of course, put forth his best. "

  Dinner was on table. -Mrs. Elton, before she could be spoken to, was ready; and before Mr. Woodhouse had reached her with his request to be allowed to hand her into the dining-parlour, was saying-"Must I go first? I really am ashamed of always leading the way. "

  Janes solicitude about fetching her own letters had not escaped Emma.

  She had heard and seen it all; and felt some curiosity to know whether the wet walk of this morning had produced any. She suspected that it had; that it would not have been so resolutely encountered but in full expectation of hearing from some one very dear, and that it had not been in vain. She thought there was an air of greater happiness than usual-a glow both of complexion and spirits.

  She could have made an inquiry or two, as to the expedition and the expense of the Irish mails;-it was at her tongues end-but she abstained. She was quite determined not to utter a word that should hurt Jane Fairfaxs feelings; and they followed the other ladies out of the room, arm in arm, with an appearance of good-will highly becoming to the beauty and grace of each.

  CHAPTER XVII

  When the ladies returned to the drawing-room after dinner, Emma found it hardly possible to prevent their making two distinct parties;-with so much perseverance in judging and behaving ill did Mrs. Elton engross Jane Fairfax and slight herself. She and Mrs. Weston were obliged to be almost always either talking together or silent together.

  Mrs. Elton left them no choice. If Jane repressed her for a little time, she soon began again; and though much that passed between them was in a half-whisper, especially on Mrs. Eltons side, there was no avoiding a knowledge of their principal subjects:

  The post-office-catching cold-fetching letters-and friendship, were long under discussion; and to them succeeded one, which must be at least equally unpleasant to Jane-inquiries whether she had yet heard of any situation likely to suit her, and professions of Mrs. Eltons meditated activity.

  "Here is April come!" said she, "I get quite anxious about you.

  June will soon be here. "

  "But I have never fixed on June or any other month-merely looked forward to the summer in general. "

  "But have you really heard of nothing?"

  "I have not even made any inquiry; I do not wish to make any yet. "

  "Oh! my dear, we cannot begin too early; you are not aware of the difficulty of procuring exactly the desirable thing. "

  "I not aware!" said Jane, shaking her head; "dear Mrs. Elton, who can have thought of it as I have done?"

  "But you have not seen so much of the world as I have. You do not know how many candidates there always are for the first situations.

  I saw a vast deal of that in the neighbourhood round Maple Grove.

  A cousin of Mr. Suckling, Mrs. Bragge, had such an infinity of applications; every body was anxious to be in her family, for she moves in the first circle. Wax-candles in the schoolroom!

  You may imagine how desirable! Of all houses in the kingdom Mrs. Bragges is the one I would most wish to see you in. "

  "Colonel and Mrs. Campbell are to be in town again by midsummer," said Jane. "I must spend some time with them; I am sure they will want it;-afterwards I may probably be glad to dispose of myself.

  But I would not wish you to take the trouble of making any inquiries at present. "

  "Trouble! aye, I know your scruples. You are afraid of giving me trouble; but I assure you, my dear Jane, the Campbells can hardly be more interested about you than I am. I shall write to Mrs. Partridge in a day or two, and shall give her a strict charge to be on the look-out for any thing eligible. "

  "Thank you, but I would rather you did not mention the subject to her; till the time draws nearer, I do not wish to be giving any body trouble. "

  "But, my dear child, the time is drawi
ng near; here is April, and June, or say even July, is very near, with such business to accomplish before us. Your inexperience really amuses me!

  A situation such as you deserve, and your friends would require for you, is no everyday occurrence, is not obtained at a moments notice; indeed, indeed, we must begin inquiring directly. "

  "Excuse me, maam, but this is by no means my intention; I make no inquiry myself, and should be sorry to have any made by my friends.

  When I am quite determined as to the time, I am not at all afraid of being long unemployed. There are places in town, offices, where inquiry would soon produce something-Offices for the sale-not quite of human flesh-but of human intellect. "

  "Oh! my dear, human flesh! You quite shock me; if you mean a fling at the slave-trade, I assure you Mr. Suckling was always rather a friend to the abolition. "

  "I did not mean, I was not thinking of the slave-trade," replied Jane;

  "governess-trade, I assure you, was all that I had in view; widely different certainly as to the guilt of those who carry it on; but as to the greater misery of the victims, I do not know where it lies. But I only mean to say that there are advertising offices, and that by applying to them I should have no doubt of very soon meeting with something that would do. "

  "Something that would do!" repeated Mrs. Elton. "Aye, that may suit your humble ideas of yourself;-I know what a modest creature you are; but it will not satisfy your friends to have you taking up with any thing that may offer, any inferior, commonplace situation, in a family not moving in a certain circle, or able to command the elegancies of life. "

  "You are very obliging; but as to all that, I am very indifferent; it would be no object to me to be with the rich; my mortifications, I think, would only be the greater; I should suffer more from comparison.

  A gentlemans family is all that I should condition for. "

  "I know you, I know you; you would take up with any thing; but I shall be a little more nice, and I am sure the good Campbells will be quite on my side; with your superior talents, you have a right to move in the first circle. Your musical knowledge alone would entitle you to name your own terms, have as many rooms as you like, and mix in the family as much as you chose;-that is-I do not know-if you knew the harp, you might do all that, I am very sure; but you sing as well as play;-yes, I really believe you might, even without the harp, stipulate for what you chose;-and you must and shall be delightfully, honourably and comfortably settled before the Campbells or I have any rest. "

  "You may well class the delight, the honour, and the comfort of such a situation together," said Jane, "they are pretty sure to be equal; however, I am very serious in not wishing any thing to be attempted at present for me. I am exceedingly obliged to you, Mrs. Elton, I am obliged to any body who feels for me, but I am quite serious in wishing nothing to be done till the summer.

  For two or three months longer I shall remain where I am, and as I am. "

  "And I am quite serious too, I assure you," replied Mrs. Elton gaily,

  "in resolving to be always on the watch, and employing my friends to watch also, that nothing really unexceptionable may pass us. "

  In this style she ran on; never thoroughly stopped by any thing till Mr. Woodhouse came into the room; her vanity had then a change of object, and Emma heard her saying in the same half-whisper to Jane,

  "Here comes this dear old beau of mine, I protest!-Only think of his gallantry in coming away before the other men!-what a dear creature he is;-I assure you I like him excessively. I admire all that quaint, old-fashioned politeness; it is much more to my taste than modern ease; modern ease often disgusts me. But this good old Mr. Woodhouse, I wish you had heard his gallant speeches to me at dinner. Oh! I assure you I began to think my caro sposo would be absolutely jealous.

  I fancy I am rather a favourite; he took notice of my gown.

  How do you like it?-Selinas choice-handsome, I think, but I do not know whether it is not over-trimmed; I have the greatest dislike to the idea of being over-trimmed-quite a horror of finery.

  I must put on a few ornaments now, because it is expected of me.

  A bride, you know, must appear like a bride, but my natural taste is all for simplicity; a simple style of dress is so infinitely preferable to finery. But I am quite in the minority, I believe; few people seem to value simplicity of dress,-show and finery are every thing. I have some notion of putting such a trimming as this to my white and silver poplin. Do you think it will look well?"

  The whole party were but just reassembled in the drawing-room when Mr. Weston made his appearance among them. He had returned to a late dinner, and walked to Hartfield as soon as it was over.

  He had been too much expected by the best judges, for surprize-but there was great joy. Mr. Woodhouse was almost as glad to see him now, as he would have been sorry to see him before. John Knightley only was in mute astonishment. -That a man who might have spent his evening quietly at home after a day of business in London, should set off again, and walk half a mile to another mans house, for the sake of being in mixed company till bed-time, of finishing his day in the efforts of civility and the noise of numbers, was a circumstance to strike him deeply. A man who had been in motion since eight oclock in the morning, and might now have been still, who had been long talking, and might have been silent, who had been in more than one crowd, and might have been alone!-Such a man, to quit the tranquillity and independence of his own fireside, and on the evening of a cold sleety April day rush out again into the world!-Could he by a touch of his finger have instantly taken back his wife, there would have been a motive; but his coming would probably prolong rather than break up the party. John Knightley looked at him with amazement, then shrugged his shoulders, and said,

  "I could not have believed it even of him. "

  Mr. Weston meanwhile, perfectly unsuspicious of the indignation he was exciting, happy and cheerful as usual, and with all the right of being principal talker, which a day spent anywhere from home confers, was making himself agreeable among the rest; and having satisfied the inquiries of his wife as to his dinner, convincing her that none of all her careful directions to the servants had been forgotten, and spread abroad what public news he had heard, was proceeding to a family communication, which, though principally addressed to Mrs. Weston, he had not the smallest doubt of being highly interesting to every body in the room. He gave her a letter, it was from Frank, and to herself; he had met with it in his way, and had taken the liberty of opening it.