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Mr.
Knightley
was
hard
at
work
upon
the
lower
buttons
of
his
thick
leather
gaiters
,
and
either
the
exertion
of
getting
them
together
,
or
some
other
cause
,
brought
the
colour
into
his
face
,
as
he
answered
,
"
Oh
!
are
you
there
?
--
But
you
are
miserably
behindhand
.
Mr.
Cole
gave
me
a
hint
of
it
six
weeks
ago
.
"
He
stopped
.
--
Emma
felt
her
foot
pressed
by
Mrs.
Weston
,
and
did
not
herself
know
what
to
think
.
In
a
moment
he
went
on
--
"
That
will
never
be
,
however
,
I
can
assure
you
.
Miss
Fairfax
,
I
dare
say
,
would
not
have
me
if
I
were
to
ask
her
--
and
I
am
very
sure
I
shall
never
ask
her
.
"
Emma
returned
her
friend
's
pressure
with
interest
;
and
was
pleased
enough
to
exclaim
,
"
You
are
not
vain
,
Mr.
Knightley
.
I
will
say
that
for
you
.
"
He
seemed
hardly
to
hear
her
;
he
was
thoughtful
--
and
in
a
manner
which
shewed
him
not
pleased
,
soon
afterwards
said
,
"
So
you
have
been
settling
that
I
should
marry
Jane
Fairfax
?
"
"
No
indeed
I
have
not
.
You
have
scolded
me
too
much
for
match-making
,
for
me
to
presume
to
take
such
a
liberty
with
you
.
What
I
said
just
now
,
meant
nothing
.
One
says
those
sort
of
things
,
of
course
,
without
any
idea
of
a
serious
meaning
.
Oh
!
no
,
upon
my
word
I
have
not
the
smallest
wish
for
your
marrying
Jane
Fairfax
or
Jane
any
body
.
You
would
not
come
in
and
sit
with
us
in
this
comfortable
way
,
if
you
were
married
.
"
