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1A very proper compliment!--and then follows the application, which I think, my dear Harriet, you cannot find much
2difficulty in comprehending. Read it in comfort to yourself. There can be no doubt of its being written for you and to
3you." Harriet could not long resist so delightful a persuasion. She read the concluding lines, and was all flutter and
4happiness. She could not speak. But she was not wanted to speak. It was enough for her to feel. Emma spoke for her.
5"There is so pointed, and so particular a meaning in this compliment," said she, "that I cannot have a doubt as to Mr.
6Elton's intentions. You are his object--and you will soon receive the completest proof of it. I thought it must be so. I
7thought I could not be so deceived; but now, it is clear; the state of his mind is as clear and decided, as my wishes on
8the subject have been ever since I knew you. Yes, Harriet, just so long have I been wanting the very circumstance to
9happen that has happened. I could never tell whether an attachment between you and Mr. Elton were most desirable or most
10natural. Its probability and its eligibility have really so equalled each other! I am very happy. I congratulate you, my
11dear Harriet, with all my heart. This is an attachment which a woman may well feel pride in creating. This is a
12connexion which offers nothing but good. It will give you every thing that you want--consideration, independence, a
13proper home--it will fix you in the centre of all your real friends, close to Hartfield and to me, and confirm our
14intimacy for ever. This, Harriet, is an alliance which can never raise a blush in either of us." "Dear Miss
15Woodhouse!"--and "Dear Miss Woodhouse," was all that Harriet, with many tender embraces could articulate at first; but
16when they did arrive at something more like conversation, it was sufficiently clear to her friend that she saw, felt,
17anticipated, and remembered just as she ought. Mr. Elton's superiority had very ample acknowledgment. "Whatever you say
18is always right," cried Harriet, "and therefore I suppose, and believe, and hope it must be so; but otherwise I could
19not have imagined it. It is so much beyond any thing I deserve. Mr. Elton, who might marry any body! There cannot be two
20opinions about him. He is so very superior. Only think of those sweet verses--'To Miss ------.' Dear me, how
21clever!--Could it really be meant for me?" "I cannot make a question, or listen to a question about that. It is a
22certainty. Receive it on my judgment. It is a sort of prologue to the play, a motto to the chapter; and will be soon
23followed by matter-of-fact prose." "It is a sort of thing which nobody could have expected. I am sure, a month ago, I
24had no more idea myself!--The strangest things do take place!" "When Miss Smiths and Mr. Eltons get acquainted--they do
25indeed--and really it is strange; it is out of the common course that what is so evidently, so palpably desirable--what
26courts the pre-arrangement of other people, should so immediately shape itself into the proper form. You and Mr. Elton
27are by situation called together; you belong to one another by every circumstance of your respective homes. Your
28marrying will be equal to the match at Randalls. There does seem to be a something in the air of Hartfield which gives
29love exactly the right direction, and sends it into the very channel where it ought to flow. The course of true love
30never did run smooth-- A Hartfield edition of Shakespeare would have a long note on that passage." "That Mr. Elton
31should really be in love with me,--me, of all people, who did not know him, to speak to him, at Michaelmas! And he, the
32very handsomest man that ever was, and a man that every body looks up to, quite like Mr. Knightley! His company so
33sought after, that every body says he need not eat a single meal by himself if he does not chuse it; that he has more
34invitations than there are days in the week. And so excellent in the Church! Miss Nash has put down all the texts he has
35ever preached from since he came to Highbury. Dear me! When I look back to the first time I saw him! How little did I
36think!--The two Abbots and I ran into the front room and peeped through the blind when we heard he was going by, and
37Miss Nash came and scolded us away, and staid to look through herself; however, she called me back presently, and let me
38look too, which was very good-natured. And how beautiful we thought he looked! He was arm-in-arm with Mr. Cole." "This
39is an alliance which, whoever--whatever your friends may be, must be agreeable to them, provided at least they have
40common sense; and we are not to be addressing our conduct to fools. If they are anxious to see you happily married, here
41is a man whose amiable character gives every assurance of it;--if they wish to have you settled in the same country and
42circle which they have chosen to place you in, here it will be accomplished; and if their only object is that you
43should, in the common phrase, be well married, here is the comfortable fortune, the respectable establishment, the rise
44in the world which must satisfy them." "Yes, very true. How nicely you talk; I love to hear you. You understand every
45thing. You and Mr. Elton are one as clever as the other. This charade!--If I had studied a twelvemonth, I could never
46have made any thing like it." "I thought he meant to try his skill, by his manner of declining it yesterday." "I do
47think it is, without exception, the best charade I ever read." "I never read one more to the purpose, certainly." "It is
48as long again as almost all we have had before." "I do not consider its length as particularly in its favour. Such
49things in general cannot be too short." Harriet was too intent on the lines to hear. The most satisfactory comparisons
50were rising in her mind. "It is one thing," said she, presently--her cheeks in a glow--"to have very good sense in a
51common way, like every body else, and if there is any thing to say, to sit down and write a letter, and say just what
52you must, in a short way; and another, to write verses and charades like this." Emma could not have desired a more
53spirited rejection of Mr. Martin's prose. "Such sweet lines!" continued Harriet--"these two last!--But how shall I ever
54be able to return the paper, or say I have found it out?--Oh! Miss Woodhouse, what can we do about that?" "Leave it to
55me. You do nothing. He will be here this evening, I dare say, and then I will give it him back, and some nonsense or
56other will pass between us, and you shall not be committed.--Your soft eyes shall chuse their own time for beaming.
57Trust to me." "Oh! Miss Woodhouse, what a pity that I must not write this beautiful charade into my book! I am sure I
58have not got one half so good." "Leave out the two last lines, and there is no reason why you should not write it into
59your book." "Oh! but those two lines are"-- --"The best of all. Granted;--for private enjoyment; and for private
60enjoyment keep them. They are not at all the less written you know, because you divide them. The couplet does not cease
61to be, nor does its meaning change. But take it away, and all appropriation ceases, and a very pretty gallant charade
62remains, fit for any collection. Depend upon it, he would not like to have his charade slighted, much better than his
63passion. A poet in love must be encouraged in both capacities, or neither. Give me the book, I will write it down, and
64then there can be no possible reflection on you." Harriet submitted, though her mind could hardly separate the parts, so
65as to feel quite sure that her friend were not writing down a declaration of love. It seemed too precious an offering
66for any degree of publicity. "I shall never let that book go out of my own hands," said she.
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