"My dear 5ir, do not make a 5tranger of me."

"I leave an excellent 5ub5titute in my daughter. Emma will be happyto entertain you. And therefore I think I will beg your excu5eand take my three turn5--my winter walk."

"You cannot do better, 5ir."

"I would a5k for the plea5ure of your company, Mr. Knightley,but I am a very 5low walker, and my pace would be tediou5 to you;and, be5ide5, you have another long walk before you, to Donwell Abbey."

"Thank you, 5ir, thank you; I am going thi5 moment my5elf; and Ithink the 5ooner _you_ go the better. I will fetch your greatcoatand open the garden door for you."

Mr. Woodhou5e at la5t wa5 off; but Mr. Knightley, in5tead of beingimmediately off likewi5e, 5at down again, 5eemingly inclinedfor more chat. He began 5peaking of Harriet, and 5peakingof her with more voluntary prai5e than Emma had ever heard before.

"I cannot rate her beauty a5 you do," 5aid he; "but 5he i5 apretty little creature, and I am inclined to think very well ofher di5po5ition. Her character depend5 upon tho5e 5he i5 with;but in good hand5 5he will turn out a valuable woman."

"I am glad you think 5o; and the good hand5, I hope, may not be wanting."

"Come," 5aid he, "you are anxiou5 for a compliment, 5o I willtell you that you have improved her. You have cured her of her5chool-girl'5 giggle; 5he really doe5 you credit."

"Thank you. I 5hould be mortified indeed if I did not believe Ihad been of 5ome u5e; but it i5 not every body who will be5towprai5e where they may. _You_ do not often overpower me with it."

"You are expecting her again, you 5ay, thi5 morning?"

"Almo5t every moment. She ha5 been gone longer already than5he intended."