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"
You
are
going
in
,
I
suppose
?
"
said
he
.
"
No
,
"
--
replied
Emma
--
quite
confirmed
by
the
depressed
manner
in
which
he
still
spoke
--
"
I
should
like
to
take
another
turn
.
Mr.
Perry
is
not
gone
.
"
And
,
after
proceeding
a
few
steps
,
she
added
--
"
I
stopped
you
ungraciously
,
just
now
,
Mr.
Knightley
,
and
,
I
am
afraid
,
gave
you
pain
.
--
But
if
you
have
any
wish
to
speak
openly
to
me
as
a
friend
,
or
to
ask
my
opinion
of
any
thing
that
you
may
have
in
contemplation
--
as
a
friend
,
indeed
,
you
may
command
me
.
--
I
will
hear
whatever
you
like
.
I
will
tell
you
exactly
what
I
think
.
"
"
As
a
friend
!
"
--
repeated
Mr.
Knightley
.
--
"
Emma
,
that
I
fear
is
a
word
--
No
,
I
have
no
wish
--
Stay
,
yes
,
why
should
I
hesitate
?
--
I
have
gone
too
far
already
for
concealment
.
--
Emma
,
I
accept
your
offer
--
Extraordinary
as
it
may
seem
,
I
accept
it
,
and
refer
myself
to
you
as
a
friend
.
--
Tell
me
,
then
,
have
I
no
chance
of
ever
succeeding
?
"
He
stopped
in
his
earnestness
to
look
the
question
,
and
the
expression
of
his
eyes
overpowered
her
.
"
My
dearest
Emma
,
"
said
he
,
"
for
dearest
you
will
always
be
,
whatever
the
event
of
this
hour
's
conversation
,
my
dearest
,
most
beloved
Emma
--
tell
me
at
once
.
Say
'
No
,
'
if
it
is
to
be
said
.
"
--
She
could
really
say
nothing
.
--
"
You
are
silent
,
"
he
cried
,
with
great
animation
;
"
absolutely
silent
!
at
present
I
ask
no
more
.
"
Emma
was
almost
ready
to
sink
under
the
agitation
of
this
moment
.
The
dread
of
being
awakened
from
the
happiest
dream
,
was
perhaps
the
most
prominent
feeling
.
"
I
can
not
make
speeches
,
Emma
:
"
he
soon
resumed
;
and
in
a
tone
of
such
sincere
,
decided
,
intelligible
tenderness
as
was
tolerably
convincing
.
--
"
If
I
loved
you
less
,
I
might
be
able
to
talk
about
it
more
.
But
you
know
what
I
am
.
--
You
hear
nothing
but
truth
from
me
.
--
I
have
blamed
you
,
and
lectured
you
,
and
you
have
borne
it
as
no
other
woman
in
England
would
have
borne
it
.
--
Bear
with
the
truths
I
would
tell
you
now
,
dearest
Emma
,
as
well
as
you
have
borne
with
them
.
The
manner
,
perhaps
,
may
have
as
little
to
recommend
them
.
God
knows
,
I
have
been
a
very
indifferent
lover
.
--
But
you
understand
me
.
--
Yes
,
you
see
,
you
understand
my
feelings
--
and
will
return
them
if
you
can
.
At
present
,
I
ask
only
to
hear
,
once
to
hear
your
voice
.
"
While
he
spoke
,
Emma
's
mind
was
most
busy
,
and
,
with
all
the
wonderful
velocity
of
thought
,
had
been
able
--
and
yet
without
losing
a
word
--
to
catch
and
comprehend
the
exact
truth
of
the
whole
;
to
see
that
Harriet
's
hopes
had
been
entirely
groundless
,
a
mistake
,
a
delusion
,
as
complete
a
delusion
as
any
of
her
own
--
that
Harriet
was
nothing
;
that
she
was
every
thing
herself
;
that
what
she
had
been
saying
relative
to
Harriet
had
been
all
taken
as
the
language
of
her
own
feelings
;
and
that
her
agitation
,
her
doubts
,
her
reluctance
,
her
discouragement
,
had
been
all
received
as
discouragement
from
herself
.
--
And
not
only
was
there
time
for
these
convictions
,
with
all
their
glow
of
attendant
happiness
;
there
was
time
also
to
rejoice
that
Harriet
's
secret
had
not
escaped
her
,
and
to
resolve
that
it
need
not
,
and
should
not
.
--
It
was
all
the
service
she
could
now
render
her
poor
friend
;
for
as
to
any
of
that
heroism
of
sentiment
which
might
have
prompted
her
to
entreat
him
to
transfer
his
affection
from
herself
to
Harriet
,
as
infinitely
the
most
worthy
of
the
two
--
or
even
the
more
simple
sublimity
of
resolving
to
refuse
him
at
once
and
for
ever
,
without
vouchsafing
any
motive
,
because
he
could
not
marry
them
both
,
Emma
had
it
not
.
She
felt
for
Harriet
,
with
pain
and
with
contrition
;
but
no
flight
of
generosity
run
mad
,
opposing
all
that
could
be
probable
or
reasonable
,
entered
her
brain
.
She
had
led
her
friend
astray
,
and
it
would
be
a
reproach
to
her
for
ever
;
but
her
judgment
was
as
strong
as
her
feelings
,
and
as
strong
as
it
had
ever
been
before
,
in
reprobating
any
such
alliance
for
him
,
as
most
unequal
and
degrading
.
Her
way
was
clear
,
though
not
quite
smooth
.
--
She
spoke
then
,
on
being
so
entreated
.
--
What
did
she
say
?
--
Just
what
she
ought
,
of
course
.
A
lady
always
does
.
--
She
said
enough
to
shew
there
need
not
be
despair
--
and
to
invite
him
to
say
more
himself
.
He
had
despaired
at
one
period
;
he
had
received
such
an
injunction
to
caution
and
silence
,
as
for
the
time
crushed
every
hope
--
she
had
begun
by
refusing
to
hear
him
.
