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1The wretchedness of a scheme to Box Hill was in Emma's thoughts all the evening. How it might be considered by the rest
2of the party, she could not tell. They, in their different homes, and their different ways, might be looking back on it
3with pleasure; but in her view it was a morning more completely misspent, more totally bare of rational satisfaction at
4the time, and more to be abhorred in recollection, than any she had ever passed. A whole evening of back-gammon with her
5father, was felicity to it. There, indeed, lay real pleasure, for there she was giving up the sweetest hours of the
6twenty-four to his comfort; and feeling that, unmerited as might be the degree of his fond affection and confiding
7esteem, she could not, in her general conduct, be open to any severe reproach. As a daughter, she hoped she was not
8without a heart. She hoped no one could have said to her, "How could you be so unfeeling to your father?--I must, I will
9tell you truths while I can." Miss Bates should never again--no, never! If attention, in future, could do away the past,
10she might hope to be forgiven. She had been often remiss, her conscience told her so; remiss, perhaps, more in thought
11than fact; scornful, ungracious. But it should be so no more. In the warmth of true contrition, she would call upon her
12the very next morning, and it should be the beginning, on her side, of a regular, equal, kindly intercourse. She was
13just as determined when the morrow came, and went early, that nothing might prevent her. It was not unlikely, she
14thought, that she might see Mr. Knightley in her way; or, perhaps, he might come in while she were paying her visit. She
15had no objection. She would not be ashamed of the appearance of the penitence, so justly and truly hers. Her eyes were
16towards Donwell as she walked, but she saw him not. "The ladies were all at home." She had never rejoiced at the sound
17before, nor ever before entered the passage, nor walked up the stairs, with any wish of giving pleasure, but in
18conferring obligation, or of deriving it, except in subsequent ridicule. There was a bustle on her approach; a good deal
19of moving and talking. She heard Miss Bates's voice, something was to be done in a hurry; the maid looked frightened and
20awkward; hoped she would be pleased to wait a moment, and then ushered her in too soon. The aunt and niece seemed both
21escaping into the adjoining room. Jane she had a distinct glimpse of, looking extremely ill; and, before the door had
22shut them out, she heard Miss Bates saying, "Well, my dear, I shall say you are laid down upon the bed, and I am sure
23you are ill enough." Poor old Mrs. Bates, civil and humble as usual, looked as if she did not quite understand what was
24going on. "I am afraid Jane is not very well," said she, "but I do not know; they tell me she is well. I dare say my
25daughter will be here presently, Miss Woodhouse. I hope you find a chair. I wish Hetty had not gone. I am very little
26able--Have you a chair, ma'am? Do you sit where you like? I am sure she will be here presently." Emma seriously hoped
27she would. She had a moment's fear of Miss Bates keeping away from her. But Miss Bates soon came--"Very happy and
28obliged"--but Emma's conscience told her that there was not the same cheerful volubility as before--less ease of look
29and manner. A very friendly inquiry after Miss Fairfax, she hoped, might lead the way to a return of old feelings. The
30touch seemed immediate. "Ah! Miss Woodhouse, how kind you are!--I suppose you have heard--and are come to give us joy.
31This does not seem much like joy, indeed, in me--(twinkling away a tear or two)--but it will be very trying for us to
32part with her, after having had her so long, and she has a dreadful headache just now, writing all the morning:--such
33long letters, you know, to be written to Colonel Campbell, and Mrs. Dixon. 'My dear,' said I, 'you will blind
34yourself'--for tears were in her eyes perpetually. One cannot wonder, one cannot wonder. It is a great change; and
35though she is amazingly fortunate--such a situation, I suppose, as no young woman before ever met with on first going
36out--do not think us ungrateful, Miss Woodhouse, for such surprising good fortune--(again dispersing her tears)--but,
37poor dear soul! if you were to see what a headache she has. When one is in great pain, you know one cannot feel any
38blessing quite as it may deserve. She is as low as possible. To look at her, nobody would think how delighted and happy
39she is to have secured such a situation. You will excuse her not coming to you--she is not able--she is gone into her
40own room--I want her to lie down upon the bed. 'My dear,' said I, 'I shall say you are laid down upon the bed:' but,
41however, she is not; she is walking about the room. But, now that she has written her letters, she says she shall soon
42be well. She will be extremely sorry to miss seeing you, Miss Woodhouse, but your kindness will excuse her. You were
43kept waiting at the door--I was quite ashamed--but somehow there was a little bustle--for it so happened that we had not
44heard the knock, and till you were on the stairs, we did not know any body was coming. 'It is only Mrs. Cole,' said I,
45'depend upon it. Nobody else would come so early.' 'Well,' said she, 'it must be borne some time or other, and it may as
46well be now.' But then Patty came in, and said it was you. 'Oh!' said I, 'it is Miss Woodhouse: I am sure you will like
47to see her.'--'I can see nobody,' said she; and up she got, and would go away; and that was what made us keep you
48waiting--and extremely sorry and ashamed we were. 'If you must go, my dear,' said I, 'you must, and I will say you are
49laid down upon the bed.'" Emma was most sincerely interested. Her heart had been long growing kinder towards Jane; and
50this picture of her present sufferings acted as a cure of every former ungenerous suspicion, and left her nothing but
51pity; and the remembrance of the less just and less gentle sensations of the past, obliged her to admit that Jane might
52very naturally resolve on seeing Mrs. Cole or any other steady friend, when she might not bear to see herself. She spoke
53as she felt, with earnest regret and solicitude--sincerely wishing that the circumstances which she collected from Miss
54Bates to be now actually determined on, might be as much for Miss Fairfax's advantage and comfort as possible. "It must
55be a severe trial to them all. She had understood it was to be delayed till Colonel Campbell's return." "So very kind!"
56replied Miss Bates. "But you are always kind." There was no bearing such an "always;" and to break through her dreadful
57gratitude, Emma made the direct inquiry of-- "Where--may I ask?--is Miss Fairfax going?" "To a Mrs. Smallridge--charming
58woman--most superior--to have the charge of her three little girls--delightful children. Impossible that any situation
59could be more replete with comfort; if we except, perhaps, Mrs. Suckling's own family, and Mrs. Bragge's; but Mrs.
60Smallridge is intimate with both, and in the very same neighbourhood:--lives only four miles from Maple Grove. Jane will
61be only four miles from Maple Grove." "Mrs. Elton, I suppose, has been the person to whom Miss Fairfax owes--"
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