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Knightley
and
Emma
settled
it
in
a
few
brief
sentences
:
thus
--
"
Your
father
will
not
be
easy
;
why
do
not
you
go
?
"
"
I
am
ready
,
if
the
others
are
.
"
"
Shall
I
ring
the
bell
?
"
"
Yes
,
do
.
"
And
the
bell
was
rung
,
and
the
carriages
spoken
for
.
A
few
minutes
more
,
and
Emma
hoped
to
see
one
troublesome
companion
deposited
in
his
own
house
,
to
get
sober
and
cool
,
and
the
other
recover
his
temper
and
happiness
when
this
visit
of
hardship
were
over
.
The
carriage
came
:
and
Mr.
Woodhouse
,
always
the
first
object
on
such
occasions
,
was
carefully
attended
to
his
own
by
Mr.
Knightley
and
Mr.
Weston
;
but
not
all
that
either
could
say
could
prevent
some
renewal
of
alarm
at
the
sight
of
the
snow
which
had
actually
fallen
,
and
the
discovery
of
a
much
darker
night
than
he
had
been
prepared
for
.
"
He
was
afraid
they
should
have
a
very
bad
drive
.
He
was
afraid
poor
Isabella
would
not
like
it
.
And
there
would
be
poor
Emma
in
the
carriage
behind
.
He
did
not
know
what
they
had
best
do
.
They
must
keep
as
much
together
as
they
could
;
"
and
James
was
talked
to
,
and
given
a
charge
to
go
very
slow
and
wait
for
the
other
carriage
.
Isabella
stept
in
after
her
father
;
John
Knightley
,
forgetting
that
he
did
not
belong
to
their
party
,
stept
in
after
his
wife
very
naturally
;
so
that
Emma
found
,
on
being
escorted
and
followed
into
the
second
carriage
by
Mr.
Elton
,
that
the
door
was
to
be
lawfully
shut
on
them
,
and
that
they
were
to
have
a
tete-a-tete
drive
.
It
would
not
have
been
the
awkwardness
of
a
moment
,
it
would
have
been
rather
a
pleasure
,
previous
to
the
suspicions
of
this
very
day
;
she
could
have
talked
to
him
of
Harriet
,
and
the
three-quarters
of
a
mile
would
have
seemed
but
one
.
But
now
,
she
would
rather
it
had
not
happened
.
She
believed
he
had
been
drinking
too
much
of
Mr.
Weston
's
good
wine
,
and
felt
sure
that
he
would
want
to
be
talking
nonsense
.
To
restrain
him
as
much
as
might
be
,
by
her
own
manners
,
she
was
immediately
preparing
to
speak
with
exquisite
calmness
and
gravity
of
the
weather
and
the
night
;
but
scarcely
had
she
begun
,
scarcely
had
they
passed
the
sweep-gate
and
joined
the
other
carriage
,
than
she
found
her
subject
cut
up
--
her
hand
seized
--
her
attention
demanded
,
and
Mr.
Elton
actually
making
violent
love
to
her
:
availing
himself
of
the
precious
opportunity
,
declaring
sentiments
which
must
be
already
well
known
,
hoping
--
fearing
--
adoring
--
ready
to
die
if
she
refused
him
;
but
flattering
himself
that
his
ardent
attachment
and
unequalled
love
and
unexampled
passion
could
not
fail
of
having
some
effect
,
and
in
short
,
very
much
resolved
on
being
seriously
accepted
as
soon
as
possible
.
It
really
was
so
.
Without
scruple
--
without
apology
--
without
much
apparent
diffidence
,
Mr.
Elton
,
the
lover
of
Harriet
,
was
professing
himself
her
lover
.
She
tried
to
stop
him
;
but
vainly
;
he
would
go
on
,
and
say
it
all
.
Angry
as
she
was
,
the
thought
of
the
moment
made
her
resolve
to
restrain
herself
when
she
did
speak
.
