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"
It
is
as
long
again
as
almost
all
we
have
had
before
.
"
"
I
do
not
consider
its
length
as
particularly
in
its
favour
.
Such
things
in
general
can
not
be
too
short
.
"
Harriet
was
too
intent
on
the
lines
to
hear
.
The
most
satisfactory
comparisons
were
rising
in
her
mind
.
"
It
is
one
thing
,
"
said
she
,
presently
--
her
cheeks
in
a
glow
--
"
to
have
very
good
sense
in
a
common
way
,
like
every
body
else
,
and
if
there
is
any
thing
to
say
,
to
sit
down
and
write
a
letter
,
and
say
just
what
you
must
,
in
a
short
way
;
and
another
,
to
write
verses
and
charades
like
this
.
"
Emma
could
not
have
desired
a
more
spirited
rejection
of
Mr.
Martin
's
prose
.
"
Such
sweet
lines
!
"
continued
Harriet
--
"
these
two
last
!
--
But
how
shall
I
ever
be
able
to
return
the
paper
,
or
say
I
have
found
it
out
?
--
Oh
!
Miss
Woodhouse
,
what
can
we
do
about
that
?
"
"
Leave
it
to
me
.
You
do
nothing
.
He
will
be
here
this
evening
,
I
dare
say
,
and
then
I
will
give
it
him
back
,
and
some
nonsense
or
other
will
pass
between
us
,
and
you
shall
not
be
committed
.
--
Your
soft
eyes
shall
chuse
their
own
time
for
beaming
.
Trust
to
me
.
"
"
Oh
!
Miss
Woodhouse
,
what
a
pity
that
I
must
not
write
this
beautiful
charade
into
my
book
!
I
am
sure
I
have
not
got
one
half
so
good
.
"
"
Leave
out
the
two
last
lines
,
and
there
is
no
reason
why
you
should
not
write
it
into
your
book
.
"
