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and having in her Aunt's family been used to many of the Elegancies of Life, was fully sensible of all that must be open to the ridicule of Richer people in her present home.—Of the pain of such feelings, Elizabeth knew very little;—her simpler Mind, or juster reason saved her from such mortification—and tho'shrinking under a general sense of Inferiority, she felt no particular Shame.—Mr.Watson, as the Gentlemen had already heard from Nanny, was not well enough to be down stairs;—With much concern they took their seats—Lord Osborne near Emma, and the convenient Mr.Musgrave in high spirits at his own importance, on the other side of the fireplace with Elizabeth.—He was at no loss for words;—but when Lord Osborne had hoped that Emma had not caught cold at the Ball, he had nothing more to say for some time, and could only gratify his Eye by occasional glances at his fair neighbour.—Emma was not inclined to give herself much trouble for his Entertainment—and after hard labour of mind, he produced the remark of its being a very fine day, and followed it up with the question of, 'Have you been walking this morning?''No, my Lord.We thought it too dirty.''You should wear half-boots.'—After another pause, 'Nothing sets off a neat ankle more than a half-boot; nankin galoshed with black looks very well.—Do not you like Half-boots?''Yes—but unless they are so stout as to injure their beauty, they are not fit for Country walking.'—'Ladies should ride in dirty weather.—Do you ride?''No my Lord.''I wonder every Lady does not.—A woman never looks better than on horseback.''But every woman may not havethe inclination, or the means.''If they knew how much it became them, they would all have the inclination, and I fancy Miss Watson—when once they had the inclination, the means would soon follow.'—'Your Lordship thinks we always have our own way.—That is a point on which Ladies and Gentlemen have long disagreed—But without pretending to decide it, I may say that there are some circumstances which even Women cannot controul.—Female Economy will do a great deal my Lord, but it cannot turn a small income into a large one.'—Lord Osborne was silenced.Her manner had been neither sententious nor sarcastic, but there was a something in its mild seriousness, as well as in the words themselves which made his Lordship think;—and when he addressed her again, it was with a degree of considerate propriety, totally unlike the half-awkward, half-fearless stile of his former remarks.—It was a new thing with him to wish to please a woman; it was the first time that he had ever felt what was due to a woman, in Emma's situation.—But as he wanted neither Sense nor a good disposition, he did not feel it without effect.—'You have not been long in this Country I understand,'said he in the tone of a Gentleman.'I hope you are pleased with it.'—He was rewarded by a gracious answer, and a more liberal full view of her face than she had yet bestowed.Unused to exert himself, and happy in contemplating her, he then sat in silence for some minutes longer, while Tom Musgrave was chattering to Elizabeth, till they were interrupted by Nanny's approach, who half opening the door and putting in her head, said 'Please Ma'am, Master wants to know why he be'nt to have his dinner.'—The Gentlemen, who had hitherto disregarded every symptom, however positive, of the nearness of that Meal, now jumped up with apologies, whileElizabeth called briskly after Nanny 'to tell Betty to take up the Fowls.'—'I am sorry it happens so'—she added, turning good- humouredly towards Musgrave—'but you know what early hours we keep.'Tom had nothing to say for himself, he knew it very well, and such honest simplicity, such shameless Truth rather bewildered him.—Lord Osborne's parting Compliments took some time, his inclination for speech seeming to increase with the shortness of the term for indulgence.—He recommended Exercise in defiance of dirt—spoke again in praise of Half-boots—begged that his Sister might be allow'd to send Emma the name of her Shoemaker—and concluded with saying, 'My Hounds will be hunting this Country next week—I believe they will throw off at Stanton Wood on Wednesday at 9 o'clock.—I mention this, in hopes of your being drawn out to see what's going on.—If the morning's tolerable, pray do us the honour of giving us your good wishes in person.'
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