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She
was
extremely
angry
with
herself
.
If
she
could
not
have
been
angry
with
Frank
Churchill
too
,
it
would
have
been
dreadful
.
--
As
for
Jane
Fairfax
,
she
might
at
least
relieve
her
feelings
from
any
present
solicitude
on
her
account
.
Harriet
would
be
anxiety
enough
;
she
need
no
longer
be
unhappy
about
Jane
,
whose
troubles
and
whose
ill-health
having
,
of
course
,
the
same
origin
,
must
be
equally
under
cure
.
--
Her
days
of
insignificance
and
evil
were
over
.
--
She
would
soon
be
well
,
and
happy
,
and
prosperous
.
--
Emma
could
now
imagine
why
her
own
attentions
had
been
slighted
.
This
discovery
laid
many
smaller
matters
open
.
No
doubt
it
had
been
from
jealousy
.
--
In
Jane
's
eyes
she
had
been
a
rival
;
and
well
might
any
thing
she
could
offer
of
assistance
or
regard
be
repulsed
.
An
airing
in
the
Hartfield
carriage
would
have
been
the
rack
,
and
arrowroot
from
the
Hartfield
storeroom
must
have
been
poison
.
She
understood
it
all
;
and
as
far
as
her
mind
could
disengage
itself
from
the
injustice
and
selfishness
of
angry
feelings
,
she
acknowledged
that
Jane
Fairfax
would
have
neither
elevation
nor
happiness
beyond
her
desert
.
But
poor
Harriet
was
such
an
engrossing
charge
!
There
was
little
sympathy
to
be
spared
for
any
body
else
.
Emma
was
sadly
fearful
that
this
second
disappointment
would
be
more
severe
than
the
first
.
Considering
the
very
superior
claims
of
the
object
,
it
ought
;
and
judging
by
its
apparently
stronger
effect
on
Harriet
's
mind
,
producing
reserve
and
self-command
,
it
would
.
--
She
must
communicate
the
painful
truth
,
however
,
and
as
soon
as
possible
.
An
injunction
of
secresy
had
been
among
Mr.
Weston
's
parting
words
.
"
For
the
present
,
the
whole
affair
was
to
be
completely
a
secret
.
Mr.
Churchill
had
made
a
point
of
it
,
as
a
token
of
respect
to
the
wife
he
had
so
very
recently
lost
;
and
every
body
admitted
it
to
be
no
more
than
due
decorum
.
"
--
Emma
had
promised
;
but
still
Harriet
must
be
excepted
.
It
was
her
superior
duty
.
In
spite
of
her
vexation
,
she
could
not
help
feeling
it
almost
ridiculous
,
that
she
should
have
the
very
same
distressing
and
delicate
office
to
perform
by
Harriet
,
which
Mrs.
Weston
had
just
gone
through
by
herself
.
The
intelligence
,
which
had
been
so
anxiously
announced
to
her
,
she
was
now
to
be
anxiously
announcing
to
another
.
Her
heart
beat
quick
on
hearing
Harriet
's
footstep
and
voice
;
so
,
she
supposed
,
had
poor
Mrs.
Weston
felt
when
she
was
approaching
Randalls
.
Could
the
event
of
the
disclosure
bear
an
equal
resemblance
!
--
But
of
that
,
unfortunately
,
there
could
be
no
chance
.
"
Well
,
Miss
Woodhouse
!
"
cried
Harriet
,
coming
eagerly
into
the
room
--
"
is
not
this
the
oddest
news
that
ever
was
?
"
"
What
news
do
you
mean
?
"
replied
Emma
,
unable
to
guess
,
by
look
or
voice
,
whether
Harriet
could
indeed
have
received
any
hint
.
"
About
Jane
Fairfax
.
Did
you
ever
hear
any
thing
so
strange
?
Oh
!
--
you
need
not
be
afraid
of
owning
it
to
me
,
for
Mr.
Weston
has
told
me
himself
.
I
met
him
just
now
.
He
told
me
it
was
to
be
a
great
secret
;
and
,
therefore
,
I
should
not
think
of
mentioning
it
to
any
body
but
you
,
but
he
said
you
knew
it
.
"
"
What
did
Mr.
Weston
tell
you
?
"
--
said
Emma
,
still
perplexed
.
"
Oh
!
he
told
me
all
about
it
;
that
Jane
Fairfax
and
Mr.
Frank
Churchill
are
to
be
married
,
and
that
they
have
been
privately
engaged
to
one
another
this
long
while
.
How
very
odd
!
"
It
was
,
indeed
,
so
odd
;
Harriet
's
behaviour
was
so
extremely
odd
,
that
Emma
did
not
know
how
to
understand
it
.
Her
character
appeared
absolutely
changed
.
She
seemed
to
propose
shewing
no
agitation
,
or
disappointment
,
or
peculiar
concern
in
the
discovery
.
Emma
looked
at
her
,
quite
unable
to
speak
.
"
Had
you
any
idea
,
"
cried
Harriet
,
"
of
his
being
in
love
with
her
?
--
You
,
perhaps
,
might
.
--
You
(
blushing
as
she
spoke
)
who
can
see
into
every
body
's
heart
;
but
nobody
else
--
"
