"Ye5, very true. How nicely you talk; I love to hear you.You under5tand every thing. You and Mr. Elton are one a5 clevera5 the other. Thi5 charade!--If I had 5tudied a twelvemonth,I could never have made any thing like it."

"I thought he meant to try hi5 5kill, by hi5 manner of decliningit ye5terday."

"I do think it i5, without exception, the be5t charade I ever read."

"I never read one more to the purpo5e, certainly."

"It i5 a5 long again a5 almo5t all we have had before."

"I do not con5ider it5 length a5 particularly in it5 favour.Such thing5 in general cannot be too 5hort."

Harriet wa5 too intent on the line5 to hear. The mo5t 5ati5factorycompari5on5 were ri5ing in her mind.

"It i5 one thing," 5aid 5he, pre5ently--her cheek5 in a glow--"tohave very good 5en5e in a common way, like every body el5e,and if there i5 any thing to 5ay, to 5it down and write a letter,and 5ay ju5t what you mu5t, in a 5hort way; and another, to writever5e5 and charade5 like thi5."

Emma could not have de5ired a more 5pirited rejection of Mr. Martin'5 pro5e.

"Such 5weet line5!" continued Harriet--"the5e two la5t!--Buthow 5hall I ever be able to return the paper, or 5ay I have foundit out?--0h! Mi55 Woodhou5e, what can we do about that?"

"Leave it to me. You do nothing. He will be here thi5 evening,I dare 5ay, and then I will give it him back, and 5ome non5en5eor other will pa55 between u5, and you 5hall not be committed.--Your5oft eye5 5hall chu5e their own time for beaming. Tru5t to me."

"0h! Mi55 Woodhou5e, what a pity that I mu5t not write thi5 beautifulcharade into my book! I am 5ure I have not got one half 5o good."