Emma's Chronicles

heir acquaintance increased, so did their satisfaction in each other. As a walking companion, Emma had very early foreseen how useful she might find her. In that respect Mrs. Weston's

ant; and a Harriet Smith, therefore, one whom she could summon at any time to a walk, would be a valuable addition to he

hewed that there was no want of taste, though strength of understanding must not be expected. Altogether she was quite convinced of Harriet Smith's being exactly the young friend she wanted—exactly the something which her home required. Such a friend as Mrs. Weston was out of the question. Two such could never be grant

wer, but on this subject questions were vain. Emma was obliged to fancy what she liked—but she could never believe that in the same situation she should not ha

he affairs of the school in general, formed natural

nother set of beings, and enjoying the youthful simplicity which could speak with so much exultation of Mrs. Martin's having “two parlours, two very good parlours, indeed; one of them quite as large as Mrs. Goddard's drawing-room; and of her having an upper maid who had lived five-and-twenty years with her; and of their having eight cows, two of th

's wife, who all lived together; but when it appeared that the Mr. Martin, who bore a part in the narrative, and was always mentioned with approbation for his great good-nature in doing something or other, was a single man; that

ne day in order to bring her some walnuts, because she had said how fond she was of them, and in every thing else he was so very obliging. He had his shepherd's son into the parlour one night on purpose to sing to her. She was very fond of singing. He could sing a little himself. She believed he was very clever, and understood every thing. He had a very fine flock, and, while she was wit

e was in no

very kind as to send Mrs. Goddard a beautiful goose—the finest goose Mrs. Goddard had ever seen. Mrs. Goddard had dress

n of information beyond the line of

lay in one of the window seats—but he reads all them to himself. But sometimes of an evening, before we went to cards, he would read something aloud out of the Elegant Extracts,

ned to get them now as soon as ev

looking man

in now. One does not, you know, after a time. But did you never see him? He is in Highbury every now an