XXVII
Emma did not repent her condescension in going to the Coles. The visit afforded her many pleasant recollections the next day; and all that she might be supposed to have lost on the side of dignified seclusion, must be amply repaid in the splendour of popularity. She must have delighted the ColesвБ†вАФworthy people, who deserved to be made happy!вБ†вАФAnd left a name behind her that would not soon die away.
Perfect happiness, even in memory, is not common; and there were two points on which she was not quite easy. She doubted whether she had not transgressed the duty of woman by woman, in betraying her suspicions of Jane FairfaxвАЩs feelings to Frank Churchill. It was hardly right; but it had been so strong an idea, that it would escape her, and his submission to all that she told, was a compliment to her penetration, which made it difficult for her to be quite certain that she ought to have held her tongue.
The other circumstance of regret related also to Jane Fairfax; and there she had no doubt. She did unfeignedly and unequivocally regret the inferiority of her own playing and singing. She did most heartily grieve over the idleness of her childhoodвБ†вАФand sat down and practised vigorously an hour and a half.
She was then interrupted by HarrietвАЩs coming in; and if HarrietвАЩs praise could have satisfied her, she might soon have been comforted.
вАЬOh! if I could but play as well as you and Miss Fairfax!вАЭ
вАЬDonвАЩt class us together, Harriet. My playing is no more like hers, than a lamp is like sunshine.вАЭ
вАЬOh! dearвБ†вАФI think you play the best of the two. I think you play quite as well as she does. I am sure I had much rather hear you. Everybody last night said how well you played.вАЭ
вАЬThose who knew anything about it, must have felt the difference. The truth is, Harriet, that my playing is just good enough to be praised, but Jane FairfaxвАЩs is much beyond it.вАЭ
вАЬWell, I always shall think that you play quite as well as she does, or that if there is any difference nobody would ever find it out. Mr.¬†Cole said how much taste you had; and Mr.¬†Frank Churchill talked a great deal about your taste, and that he valued taste much more than execution.вАЭ
вАЬAh! but Jane Fairfax has them both, Harriet.вАЭ
вАЬAre you sure? I saw she had execution, but I did not know she had any taste. Nobody talked about it. And I hate Italian singing.вБ†вАФThere is no understanding a word of it. Besides, if she does play so very well, you know, it is no more than she is obliged to do, because she will have to teach. The Coxes were wondering last night whether she would get into any great family. How did you think the Coxes looked?вАЭ
вАЬJust as they always doвБ†вАФvery vulgar.вАЭ
вАЬThey told me something,вАЭ said Harriet rather hesitatingly; вАЬbut it is nothing of any consequence.вАЭ
Emma was obliged to ask what they had told her, though fearful of its producing Mr. Elton.
вАЬThey told meвБ†вАФthat Mr.¬†Martin dined with them last Saturday.вАЭ
вАЬOh!вАЭ
вАЬHe came to their father upon some business, and he asked him to stay to dinner.вАЭ
вАЬOh!вАЭ
вАЬThey talked a great deal about him, especially Anne Cox. I do not know what she meant, but she asked me if I thought I should go and stay there again next summer.вАЭ
вАЬShe meant to be impertinently curious, just as such an Anne Cox should be.вАЭ
вАЬShe said he was very agreeable the day he dined there. He sat by her at dinner. Miss Nash thinks either of the Coxes would be very glad to marry him.вАЭ
вАЬVery likely.вБ†вАФI think they are, without exception, the most vulgar girls in Highbury.вАЭ
Harriet had business at FordвАЩs.вБ†вАФEmma thought it most prudent to go with her. Another accidental meeting with the Martins was possible, and in her present state, would be dangerous.
Harriet, tempted by everything and swayed by half a word, was always very long at a purchase; and while she was still hanging over muslins and changing her mind, Emma went to the door for amusement.вБ†вАФMuch could not be hoped from the traffic of even the busiest part of Highbury;вБ†вАФMr.¬†Perry walking hastily by, Mr.¬†William Cox letting himself in at the office-door, Mr.¬†ColeвАЩs carriage-horses returning from exercise, or a stray letter-boy on an obstinate mule, were the liveliest objects she could presume to expect; and when her eyes fell only on the butcher with his tray, a tidy old woman travelling homewards from shop with her full basket, two curs quarrelling over a dirty bone, and a string of dawdling children round the bakerвАЩs little bow-window eyeing the gingerbread, she knew she had no reason to complain, and was amused enough; quite enough still to stand at the door. A mind lively and at ease, can do with seeing nothing, and can see nothing that does not answer.
She looked down the Randalls road. The scene enlarged; two persons appeared; Mrs.¬†Weston and her son-in-law; they were walking into Highbury;вБ†вАФto Hartfield of course. They were stopping, however, in the first place at Mrs.¬†BatesвАЩs; whose house was a little nearer Randalls than FordвАЩs; and had all but knocked, when Emma caught their eye.вБ†вАФImmediately they crossed the road and came forward to her; and the agreeableness of yesterdayвАЩs engagement seemed to give fresh pleasure to the present meeting. Mrs.¬†Weston informed her that she was going to call on the Bateses, in order to hear the new instrument.
вАЬFor my companion tells me,вАЭ said she, вАЬthat I absolutely promised Miss Bates last night, that I would come this morning. I was not aware of it myself. I did not know that I had fixed a day, but as he says I did, I am going now.вАЭ
вАЬAnd while Mrs.¬†Weston pays her visit, I may be allowed, I hope,вАЭ said Frank Churchill, вАЬto join your party and wait for her at HartfieldвБ†вАФif you are going home.вАЭ
Mrs. Weston was disappointed.
вАЬI thought you meant to go with me. They would be very much pleased.вАЭ
вАЬMe! I should be quite in the way. But, perhapsвБ†вАФI may be equally in the way here. Miss Woodhouse looks as if she did not want me. My aunt always sends me off when she is shopping. She says I fidget her to death; and Miss Woodhouse looks as if she could almost say the same. What am I to do?вАЭ
вАЬI am here on no business of my own,вАЭ said Emma; вАЬI am only waiting for my friend. She will probably have soon done, and then we shall go home. But you had better go with Mrs.¬†Weston and hear the instrument.вАЭ
вАЬWellвБ†вАФif you advise it.вБ†вАФBut (with a smile) if Colonel Campbell should have employed a careless friend, and if it should prove to have an indifferent toneвБ†вАФwhat shall I say? I shall be no support to Mrs.¬†Weston. She might do very well by herself. A disagreeable truth would be palatable through her lips, but I am the wretchedest being in the world at a civil falsehood.вАЭ
вАЬI do not believe any such thing,вАЭ replied Emma.вБ†вАФвАЬI am persuaded that you can be as insincere as your neighbours, when it is necessary; but there is no reason to suppose the instrument is indifferent. Quite otherwise indeed, if I understood Miss FairfaxвАЩs opinion last night.вАЭ
вАЬDo come with me,вАЭ said Mrs.¬†Weston, вАЬif it be not very disagreeable to you. It need not detain us long. We will go to Hartfield afterwards. We will follow them to Hartfield. I really wish you to call with me. It will be felt so great an attention! and I always thought you meant it.вАЭ
He could say no more; and with the hope of Hartfield to reward him, returned with Mrs.¬†Weston to Mrs.¬†BatesвАЩs door. Emma watched them in, and then joined Harriet at the interesting counterвБ†вАФtrying, with all the force of her own mind, to convince her that if she wanted plain muslin it was of no use to look at figured; and that a blue ribbon, be it ever so beautiful, would still never match her yellow pattern. At last it was all settled, even to the destination of the parcel.
вАЬShould I send it to Mrs.¬†GoddardвАЩs, maвАЩam?вАЭ asked Mrs.¬†Ford.вБ†вАФвАЬYesвБ†вАФnoвБ†вАФyes, to Mrs.¬†GoddardвАЩs. Only my pattern gown is at Hartfield. No, you shall send it to Hartfield, if you please. But then, Mrs.¬†Goddard will want to see it.вБ†вАФAnd I could take the pattern gown home any day. But I shall want the ribbon directlyвБ†вАФso it had better go to HartfieldвБ†вАФat least the ribbon. You could make it into two parcels, Mrs.¬†Ford, could not you?вАЭ
вАЬIt is not worth while, Harriet, to give Mrs.¬†Ford the trouble of two parcels.вАЭ
вАЬNo more it is.вАЭ
вАЬNo trouble in the world, maвАЩam,вАЭ said the obliging Mrs.¬†Ford.
вАЬOh! but indeed I would much rather have it only in one. Then, if you please, you shall send it all to Mrs.¬†GoddardвАЩsвБ†вАФI do not knowвБ†вАФNo, I think, Miss Woodhouse, I may just as well have it sent to Hartfield, and take it home with me at night. What do you advise?вАЭ
вАЬThat you do not give another half-second to the subject. To Hartfield, if you please, Mrs.¬†Ford.вАЭ
вАЬAye, that will be much best,вАЭ said Harriet, quite satisfied, вАЬI should not at all like to have it sent to Mrs.¬†GoddardвАЩs.вАЭ
Voices approached the shopвБ†вАФor rather one voice and two ladies: Mrs.¬†Weston and Miss Bates met them at the door.
вАЬMy dear Miss Woodhouse,вАЭ said the latter, вАЬI am just run across to entreat the favour of you to come and sit down with us a little while, and give us your opinion of our new instrument; you and Miss Smith. How do you do, Miss Smith?вБ†вАФVery well I thank you.вБ†вАФAnd I begged Mrs.¬†Weston to come with me, that I might be sure of succeeding.вАЭ
вАЬI hope Mrs.¬†Bates and Miss Fairfax areвБ†вАФвАЭ
вАЬVery well, I am much obliged to you. My mother is delightfully well; and Jane caught no cold last night. How is Mr.¬†Woodhouse?вБ†вАФI am so glad to hear such a good account. Mrs.¬†Weston told me you were here.вБ†вАФOh! then, said I, I must run across, I am sure Miss Woodhouse will allow me just to run across and entreat her to come in; my mother will be so very happy to see herвБ†вАФand now we are such a nice party, she cannot refuse.вБ†вАФвАШAye, pray do,вАЩ said Mr.¬†Frank Churchill, вАШMiss WoodhouseвАЩs opinion of the instrument will be worth having.вАЩвБ†вАФBut, said I, I shall be more sure of succeeding if one of you will go with me.вБ†вАФвАШOh,вАЩ said he, вАШwait half a minute, till I have finished my job;вАЩвБ†вАФFor, would you believe it, Miss Woodhouse, there he is, in the most obliging manner in the world, fastening in the rivet of my motherвАЩs spectacles.вБ†вАФThe rivet came out, you know, this morning.вБ†вАФSo very obliging!вБ†вАФFor my mother had no use of her spectaclesвБ†вАФcould not put them on. And, by the by, everybody ought to have two pair of spectacles; they should indeed. Jane said so. I meant to take them over to John Saunders the first thing I did, but something or other hindered me all the morning; first one thing, then another, there is no saying what, you know. At one time Patty came to say she thought the kitchen chimney wanted sweeping. Oh, said I, Patty do not come with your bad news to me. Here is the rivet of your mistressвАЩs spectacles out. Then the baked apples came home, Mrs.¬†Wallis sent them by her boy; they are extremely civil and obliging to us, the Wallises, alwaysвБ†вАФI have heard some people say that Mrs.¬†Wallis can be uncivil and give a very rude answer, but we have never known anything but the greatest attention from them. And it cannot be for the value of our custom now, for what is our consumption of bread, you know? Only three of us.вБ†вАФbesides dear Jane at presentвБ†вАФand she really eats nothingвБ†вАФmakes such a shocking breakfast, you would be quite frightened if you saw it. I dare not let my mother know how little she eatsвБ†вАФso I say one thing and then I say another, and it passes off. But about the middle of the day she gets hungry, and there is nothing she likes so well as these baked apples, and they are extremely wholesome, for I took the opportunity the other day of asking Mr.¬†Perry; I happened to meet him in the street. Not that I had any doubt beforeвБ†вАФI have so often heard Mr.¬†Woodhouse recommend a baked apple. I believe it is the only way that Mr.¬†Woodhouse thinks the fruit thoroughly wholesome. We have apple-dumplings, however, very often. Patty makes an excellent apple-dumpling. Well, Mrs.¬†Weston, you have prevailed, I hope, and these ladies will oblige us.вАЭ
Emma would be вАЬvery happy to wait on Mrs.¬†Bates, etc.,вАЭ and they did at last move out of the shop, with no farther delay from Miss Bates than,
вАЬHow do you do, Mrs.¬†Ford? I beg your pardon. I did not see you before. I hear you have a charming collection of new ribbons from town. Jane came back delighted yesterday. Thank ye, the gloves do very wellвБ†вАФonly a little too large about the wrist; but Jane is taking them in.вАЭ
вАЬWhat was I talking of?вАЭ said she, beginning again when they were all in the street.
Emma wondered on what, of all the medley, she would fix.
вАЬI declare I cannot recollect what I was talking of.вБ†вАФOh! my motherвАЩs spectacles. So very obliging of Mr.¬†Frank Churchill! вАШOh!вАЩ said he, вАШI do think I can fasten the rivet; I like a job of this kind excessively.вАЩвБ†вАФWhich you know showed him to be so veryвБ†вАКвБ†вА¶ Indeed I must say that, much as I had heard of him before and much as I had expected, he very far exceeds anythingвБ†вАКвБ†вА¶ I do congratulate you, Mrs.¬†Weston, most warmly. He seems everything the fondest parent couldвБ†вАКвБ†вА¶ вАШOh!вАЩ said he, вАШI can fasten the rivet. I like a job of that sort excessively.вАЩ I never shall forget his manner. And when I brought out the baked apples from the closet, and hoped our friends would be so very obliging as to take some, вАШOh!вАЩ said he directly, вАШthere is nothing in the way of fruit half so good, and these are the finest-looking home-baked apples I ever saw in my life.вАЩ That, you know, was so veryвБ†вАКвБ†вА¶ And I am sure, by his manner, it was no compliment. Indeed they are very delightful apples, and Mrs.¬†Wallis does them full justiceвБ†вАФonly we do not have them baked more than twice, and Mr.¬†Woodhouse made us promise to have them done three timesвБ†вАФbut Miss Woodhouse will be so good as not to mention it. The apples themselves are the very finest sort for baking, beyond a doubt; all from DonwellвБ†вАФsome of Mr.¬†KnightleyвАЩs most liberal supply. He sends us a sack every year; and certainly there never was such a keeping apple anywhere as one of his treesвБ†вАФI believe there is two of them. My mother says the orchard was always famous in her younger days. But I was really quite shocked the other dayвБ†вАФfor Mr.¬†Knightley called one morning, and Jane was eating these apples, and we talked about them and said how much she enjoyed them, and he asked whether we were not got to the end of our stock. вАШI am sure you must be,вАЩ said he, вАШand I will send you another supply; for I have a great many more than I can ever use. William Larkins let me keep a larger quantity than usual this year. I will send you some more, before they get good for nothing.вАЩ So I begged he would notвБ†вАФfor really as to ours being gone, I could not absolutely say that we had a great many leftвБ†вАФit was but half a dozen indeed; but they should be all kept for Jane; and I could not at all bear that he should be sending us more, so liberal as he had been already; and Jane said the same. And when he was gone, she almost quarrelled with meвБ†вАФNo, I should not say quarrelled, for we never had a quarrel in our lives; but she was quite distressed that I had owned the apples were so nearly gone; she wished I had made him believe we had a great many left. Oh, said I, my dear, I did say as much as I could. However, the very same evening William Larkins came over with a large basket of apples, the same sort of apples, a bushel at least, and I was very much obliged, and went down and spoke to William Larkins and said everything, as you may suppose. William Larkins is such an old acquaintance! I am always glad to see him. But, however, I found afterwards from Patty, that William said it was all the apples of that sort his master had; he had brought them allвБ†вАФand now his master had not one left to bake or boil. William did not seem to mind it himself, he was so pleased to think his master had sold so many; for William, you know, thinks more of his masterвАЩs profit than anything; but Mrs.¬†Hodges, he said, was quite displeased at their being all sent away. She could not bear that her master should not be able to have another apple-tart this spring. He told Patty this, but bid her not mind it, and be sure not to say anything to us about it, for Mrs.¬†Hodges would be cross sometimes, and as long as so many sacks were sold, it did not signify who ate the remainder. And so Patty told me, and I was excessively shocked indeed! I would not have Mr.¬†Knightley know anything about it for the world! He would be so veryвБ†вАКвБ†вА¶ I wanted to keep it from JaneвАЩs knowledge; but, unluckily, I had mentioned it before I was aware.вАЭ
Miss Bates had just done as Patty opened the door; and her visitors walked upstairs without having any regular narration to attend to, pursued only by the sounds of her desultory goodwill.
вАЬPray take care, Mrs.¬†Weston, there is a step at the turning. Pray take care, Miss Woodhouse, ours is rather a dark staircaseвБ†вАФrather darker and narrower than one could wish. Miss Smith, pray take care. Miss Woodhouse, I am quite concerned, I am sure you hit your foot. Miss Smith, the step at the turning.вАЭ