[Emma] No, no, I will not be drawn in.

I do not believe that Mr. Knightley is the mysterious present giver, it is not in his nature to be secretive.

Hm, he is so discreet.

And so is she.

They are very well matched.

I think Jane would make a very good mistress of Donwell.

[piano music] [Emma] Nonsense.

Anyhow, my career in match-making, such as it was, is over.

[scoffs] Miss Woodhouse!

Are you coming to view the instrument?

We would be so happy to have your opinion, Miss Woodhouse.

-We were on our way.

-Oh!

Mr. Frank Churchill is already here.

Do be careful, ladies.

What do you think, Mrs. Weston, Miss Woodhouse, Miss Smith?

We have had to make room for it, but it is no inconvenience whatsoever.

So very kind of the Colonel.

What do you say to Mr. Dixon?

[Miss Bates] Goodness me, are you still mending Mother's glasses?

You've been here so very long.

Done.

Thank you, Mr. Churchill.

Look, Mother.

There, now you can see again.

[Harriet] It is a beautiful instrument.

Mr. Knightley!

Oh, Mr. Knightley!

Won't you come and view Jane's surprise gift?

[horse whinnies] A surprise visit?

-Nothing untoward at all.

-[Anne scoffs] What do you think, Mr. Knightley?

Well it is a very fine instrument indeed.

A very fine gift.

We're all agreed.

-Yes.

-Oh, I am so delighted that Mr. Knightley likes the piano.

It is a reckless gift.

Thoughtless.

Look at the size of it, hm?

Jane is to become a governess, is it to stay here forever in her aunt's home?

Hm?

The girl is in ill health, it is a sorry thing indeed.

-[Miss Bates] Do you play, Mr. Churchill?

-[Frank] No.

I-- [Miss Bates] I never have played myself, my hands are too big...

Morning, Miss Fairfax.

Well, he may not have given her the piano, but he is very concerned for her welfare.

I wouldn't say Donwell is entirely safe.

Oh, Mr. Knightley, I must thank you for the apples.

Oh, it was nothing.

Oh, but a whole barrel of your special variety.

Your cook told ours that there are none left for your favorite pie.

So very generous.

They are Jane's favorite as well.

Isn't that a coincidence?

I have been here in Highbury two weeks, yet I feel I've always lived here.

Thank goodness your aunt's health allowed you to visit.

You would never have realized how much better we are than you thought.

Nonsense.

I had always the best of anticipation but, well please forgive me for this, I think that if there is one criticism I would make about this wonderful place, it is that, there's just simply not enough opportunity to dance.

Hm?

Now, tell me that I am wrong?

I do believe you have hit upon our single defect, Mr. Churchill.

What do you propose?

A ball, Miss Woodhouse, what say you to a ball?

I say "yes".

-[all laugh] -Yes, indeed!

I'm so happy to have any opportunity to dance.

I am fairly sure that that is one talent which I am equal of Jane Fairfax.

Equal?

You must be far her superior!

She dances like a cold fish!

[both giggle] Now let's have a ball here, hm?

No.

No, there's not room.

Well, you're right as always, how much better it is that we should be here in town, with plenty of space to dance all we wish.

Come on, let's test the floor space.

[Emma shrieks and laughs] [Emma and Frank laugh] Where will we dine?

I think this room might be too small and the corridor is very drafty.

Nothing must stop our momentum, hm?

Let's, let's ask our neighbors, Miss Bates, what she thinks.

Ladies come up here and give us a hand will you?

-Miss Bates?

You won't get any sensible advice from her!

-Shh!

[Frank] Miss Bates!

Miss Bates, Miss Fairfax!

Would you join us, please?

[Mr. Weston] It's a capital idea!

Miss Bates is a woman who is predisposed to be happy, and Jane could be one of our principal dancers.

I think I would rather the aunt than the niece.

[both giggle] I must have the first dance with you.

We two will lead the ball.

Miss Bates, [Miss Bates laughs] [Frank] I must show you this.

What do you think of this space for a ball?

-A ball?

-A ball.

Oh, what a marvelous idea, Mr. Churchill, How very splendid.

Oh, a ball, what a marvelous idea.

I hope nothing will prevent it.

I am so looking forward to it!

[laughing] [laughs] [quiet ticking] [Anne] His aunt is extremely ill. Frank is so low, but he has said he is not leaving without seeing you.

He was very particular.

I shall leave you alone.

I am sure he cannot be about to say anything that you could not hear also.

[laughs] I'm sure he can.

[Emma] What can he have to say?

To me, alone?

Must I really believe he is in love with me?

How should one look if one was supposed to be in love in return?

I don't think so.

How does it feel to be in love?

[sighs] Of all the horrid things, saying goodbye is the worst.

This will not be your only visit to Highbury.

Now you have reacquainted yourself with where we are.

I don't know when I might return.

But it will be the only thing I think about.

Our poor ball must be abandoned!

Why did we wait?

Why didn't we seize the moment?

You said we should not wait.

Why are you always right?

I am sorry to be right this time.

I would much rather be merry than right.

Mm.

So you must be off this morning?

Uh, yes.

You will come back.

I think we have impressed you.

Hm.

Though you were not expecting to like us, admit it!

[both laugh] What a pity you have no time to visit your other friends before you leave.

Miss Bates' steadiness, and clarity of thought might have calmed your anxiety.

Oh, I've been there.

I, uh, I thought it right, my duty, to tell them I must go.

In short perhaps, Miss Woodhouse, as you know everything you could hardly be without suspicion.

I thought I would be able to stay here forever.

My, um... Well, my... My regard for, this place, this, um... Well, is very warm.

I must go.

[Emma] The sensation of listlessness, weariness, stupidity, this inability to sit down and do anything.

This feeling that everything around the house is dull and insipid, when it never was before.

It can only mean one thing.

I must be in love!

[horse whinnies] -[Elton] Mrs. Elton.

-[Mrs. Elton shrieks] Your castle awaits.

[both laugh] [Elton] And here we are!

Harriet.

Please.

For my sake, oh no, um, I, I do not mean that.

For your sake.

This terrible misery over the Eltons.

That there could not be any greater reproof of my mistake!

It was all my doing, do not think I have forgotten it, do not think I make light of it.

But you are the best friend that I ever had.

Nobody is equal to you.

Oh, Miss Woodhouse, I have been so ungrateful.

I will try my hardest, for my own sake, to be tranquil.

[sniffles] [church bells chiming] [door opens] [Mrs. Elton clears throat] [Elton] As always, I would like to begin today with some of the most spiritually uplifting words from the Old Testament.

Words that I have found most comforting.

"Let deceitful lips be made dumb."

[gull cawing] Oh, we have heard that you are very musical, Mrs. Elton.

Oh, I dote on it.

Dote!

As I said to Mr. E, don't give me two carriages, don't give me enormous houses, but, I could not live without music.

No.

Life would be a blank to me.

We should establish a musical club.

Have regular meetings at yours or mine?

As leaders of society, we should show the way.

Who else have we visited?

-[Elton begins to speak] -Oh, the Westons, of course!

I was rather astonished to find her so lady-like, as I believe she was your governess?

Oh and who do you think we met while we were at Randalls?

Knightley!

Knightley himself.

He's so particular a friend of Mr. E. So often mentioned, I was impatient to meet him.

And I must do my caro sposo the justice of saying, he need not be ashamed of his friend.

Knightley is quite the gentleman.

Biscuits, darling!

Absolutely.

Knightley, indeed.

Never seen him in her life and she calls him "Knightley"!

Insufferable woman.

Horrible, upstart, vulgar being with her "Mr. E" and her " caro sposo ", and her carriages and air of pert pretension and under-bred finery.

And she needs to discover that Mr. Knightley is a gentleman, and that the woman who brought me up should be lady like.

I've never met her equal!

Knightley, indeed!

I've known him all my life and even I don't call him that!

[sighs deeply] [huffs] She's everywhere I go, the guest of honor, droning on about her sister's brand new barouche, you'd think we were all poor little pygmy people who'd never traveled from our fire!

Though in my case, of course, she's right.

She had the cheek to say that maybe it was a good thing the ball had to be canceled because she didn't know whether the Westons could organize such an event without her experience in social occasions!

And you don't need to pretend to be disappointed the ball was canceled.

I'm not going to pretend.

But it really was very bad luck for you, Emma.

You don't get many opportunities to dance.

Or to get out at all.

I've brought you a book from the Donwell library.

Box Hill!

I hear you can see for miles.

There is no reason you shouldn't see for yourself.

We are in the same county, it's not the moon.

[heavy rain and thunder] [Henry] Come on stay under the umbrella, you'll get soaked if you get outside it.

[James] There's only one umbrella, though.

And there's two of us.

One of us are bound to get wet.

[Henry] Hey, look at me.

Good morning, Miss Fairfax!

Oh!

Good morning, Mr. Knightley.

I didn't realize you were visiting Hartfield.

Oh, yes, just for a few days.

You're out early.

I like a walk before breakfast, it does me good.

Not in the rain, surely.

I am going to the post office, it is not far.

I should turn back, if I were you.

You'll get drenched.

[Jane chuckles] Ha.

Boys!

Henry, James, Come along!

Unlike you, Miss Fairfax, my wife and father-in-law are far from indifferent to the rain.

So I must get the boys home.

[thunder rumbles] Will I see you tonight?

Emma's party for the new Mrs. Elton?

We must be on our best behavior!

Of course!

Oh, is that a letter from Ireland?

Yes, but, um... -I'd love to read it.

-No, I will read it to you later.

[Mrs. Elton] Now, Jane, it's time we found you a position as a governess.

The very best positions are snapped up as soon as they become known.

Colonel and Mrs. Campbell are in town by mid summer.

Oh.

I must spend time with them.

Please, do not trouble yourself.

Oh, trouble, what nonsense.

No, I shall write to Mrs. Partridge and tell her to be on the look out.

Thank you, but I would rather you didn't!

We'll find you a marvelous position.

I am sure that when the time comes I am not afraid of being unemployed for long.

Ah, here comes my old beau!

I like him excessively.

He is full of old fashioned politeness.

He's always praising my dresses.

See how he leads the way to talk to me?

[men converse indistinctly] What do you think of this one, hm?

Rather handsome, I think.

Not sure if it's over-trimmed.

I have the greatest dislike of the idea of being over-trimmed.

-[door opens] -Quite a horror of finery.

Oh, Mr. Weston!

At last.

We were expecting you a little earlier.

-[Emma] Good evening, Mr. Weston.

-Miss Woodhouse.

I was late home from London and found this.

Read it my dear, it's for you.

You have opened it!

Then you know full well what it says.

Mrs. Churchill has taken a house in Richmond for her health.

Frank may now come and go as he please.

His aunt cannot keep him from us.

He can always be home.

I confess I have been longing to see Mr. Churchill.

We are very much missing young and elegant company.

You'll be dancing again before long, Miss Woodhouse.

We shall have our ball after all.

[giggles] [man shouts] Miss Woodhouse.

[indistinct chatter] You arrived just in time to give your advice.

-Will it do?

- Will it do?

It's beautiful, it's magical!

Oh how wonderful you look tonight, Emma.

Doesn't she, my dear.

I thought I had come early, to help.

Oh, he has asked everyone to come early, -to give their advice.

-[all laugh] The dancing will have started before we know it.

Frank will be here somewhere.

I'll fetch him.

[Emma] Is this how it should be?

Is he still in love with me?

Ah, is Mrs. Elton here?

I have a great curiosity to meet her.

[Emma] He's not still in love with me.

But I do not seem to mind.

And it is a bit small.

[music plays] Oh my heavens, it's fairyland, it's nothing less than fairyland.

Oh, aren't we lucky Jane, to have such friends.

Look so many friends.

Oh, Mr. Churchill, come.

Let me introduce you to Mrs. Cole... Oh Miss Woodhouse, isn't it lovely?

It's like a dream.

It is magical, isn't it?

[Weston] This is how they do things in Bath.

Mrs. Elton will be disappointed.

Yes.

-What's the matter?

-She will expect it.

Oh, dear Emma, what should we do?

We fear that, um, Mrs. Elton expects to lead the dance.

Frank must dance with her.

Uh, uh, no, no.

Miss Woodhouse is my partner for the first two dances, lead, or not.

Well why do you not lead her out?

Remember, I'm not dancing in my condition.

How do you like our Mrs. Elton?

I don't like her at all.

[laughs] Ladies and gentlemen, "The Town Square".

[crowd applauses] Ah!

-[Emma laughs] -Come on.

[Emma giggles] [music begins] Look, it is most excellently contrived, is it not?

[Frank laughs] [Emma giggles] [Frank laughs] [Frank laughs] [both laugh] Oh, Miss Woodhouse looks so brilliant tonight.

-[Mrs. Cole] So beautiful.

-[Miss Bates] Yes!

[Mrs. Cole] She and Mr. Churchill are made for each other.

-[music ends] -[applause] [man] Bravo!

What are you doing over here with the old men and the card players?

I told you, I don't dance.

Miss Woodhouse, the second dance.

"The Ship's Cook".

Oh, I see you are watching Miss Fairfax, have you picked up any clues as to her mystery?

Miss Bates told me she had received a letter from Ireland that made her very happy.

Perhaps from her friend, Mr. Dixon?

No, I was merely thinking how awful her hair looks.

-[Emma laughs] -It's so unbecoming.

I can't think what would possess anyone to look that way.

Shall I go over and say something?

No!

Goodness me, no, the music is starting.

We must dance.

[music begins] [dancers] Woo!

[all] Hey!

Hey!

Woo!

Would you care for another?

Oh no, Mr. E, I am sitting this one out.

I cannot dance every dance with the same degree of accomplishment.

I do not put myself at the front for all to admire, unlike some I could mention.

Quite so.

[all] Hey!

[dancers cheering] Do you not dance, Mr. Elton?

Most certainly, Mrs. Weston, if you will dance with me?

I am not dancing tonight, sir.

Mrs. Goddard, then?

Though I am an old married man it would give me great pleasure.

You must excuse me, Mr. Elton, I have danced my last reel, I'm afraid.

I see a young lady who I should very much like to see dancing.

Miss Smith?

Ah, um, Mrs. Weston, you, you must excuse me, but I am an old married man and my dancing days are quite over.

[dancers cheer] No.

Hey!

[all] Hey!

Wait, wait, wait a minute.

[man] Woo!

Oh, how happy Miss Smith looks, Oh, she's such a pretty girl, how well she dances.

[men shouting] [dancers cheer] [all] Hey!

[indistinct conversation] Oh such food, it is the best I've ever tasted.

Oh, no coffee, thank you, for me.

I never take coffee, a little tea please.

Oh, here it is already, thank you.

Thank you.

For what?

Your secret is out.

You dance better than anyone.

[laughs] [Emma] I was completely mistaken in Mr. Elton.

There is a, a littleness about him which you saw and I did not.

He always was a small man.

Made smaller by his wife.

[both laugh] I was convinced he was in love with Harriet.

How could I have been so stupid?

I will do you the justice of saying that you would have chosen better for him than he did for himself.

Miss Smith has some, first rate qualities, infinitely preferable to a sensible man than Mrs. Elton.

I-I was surprised by our conversation.

Come on young ladies, supper's over, time to start dancing again!

I am ready, Sir!

-"Jenny's Market".

-Who will you dance with, hm?

Why, you.

If you will ask me.

Will you dance, dear Emma?

[giggles] [Miss Bates] Oh!

Mr. Knightley, dancing with Emma?

[woman] Perhaps the next one.

[music begins] [laughs] -[music ends] -[applause] [laughs] [piano music plays] -[Harriet] I danced so much I had sore feet.

-[friend] How wonderful!

I know, it was so charming.

It was probably the best dance.

[music ends] [Emma hums] [stops humming] Harriet?

Harriet!

Harriet, what on Earth happened?

[Harriet] Oh, Miss Woodhouse, it was awful!

I was walking back to school with my friend, Miss Bickerton, when we were set upon by some villainous, evil gypsies.

-[girls screaming] -[Harriet] Dozens of them!

-[children screaming] -[Harriet] They wanted my money.

-But then... -[fabric ripping] [Harriet] Just in time, who should arrive -[horse whinnies] -[Frank] What's going on?

-Come back!

-[Harriet] But Mr. Churchill on his horse.

Such a thing has never happened before.

We have always been able to walk safely in the lanes around Highbury.

How very fortuitous it was that you just happened along when, when poor Harriet was so desperately in need of your help.

Oh, it was nothing.

Oh no, indeed.

-You are too modest, Mr. Churchill.

-[Frank chuckles] I owe you my life.

I am sure of it.

Miss Smith.

[Harriet gasps] [Frank] Everything will be fine.

[Frank quietly speaks] [Emma] I would not be surprised if Harriet were about to fall in love for the third time this year.

[indistinct conversation] Thank you.

[Elton] You have captured Miss Smith to perfection.

What a fool I was.

Oh, Harriet, when you are happily married in years to come, we will laugh about this.

Oh, no.

Miss Woodhouse, I will never marry.

Oh.

This is a new philosophy.

Please tell me this is not because of Mr. Elton.

Him?

Oh, no.

If it were to do with anyone, that someone would be a man so superior to Mr. Elton, on a much higher plane entirely.

Harriet.

I know I promised, and I fully intend, never to interfere, but do I gather that your resolution never to marry is because you feel the person that you might prefer, and remember, my match-making days are strictly over, is too superior to you to ever think of you?

Oh, believe me, I have not the presumption.

I am not so mad.

But it, it pleases me to admire him from a distance.

[voices from outside] To think of his infinite superiority to all the rest of the world.

With gratitude, wonder, and respect.

Oh, Harriet, I am not surprised that his service to you was enough to melt your heart.

Oh, yes!

The very recollection of it!

And all that I felt at the time, when I saw him coming to my rescue, how very noble he looked.

How everything changed from perfect misery to perfect happiness.

Oh, it is very natural that you should be so grateful.

Oh.

But, Harriet, beware.

I think you should check your feelings.

Do not get carried away.

Be observant of him, let his behavior to you be your guide.

More wonderful things have happened, there have been many happy and unequal marriages, but no more!

I am telling you this for we will never talk about this again, no names shall pass between us, and there will be no possibility of a mistake this time.

But you should know, I do approve of the man in question, though we will never mention his name again.

-[Emma] Mrs. Elton, the ball seems-- -[Mrs. Elton] Now, Jane, time is rushing by.

We must find you a good position.

Come.

Come.

All the best places will be snapped up.

As I have told you before, I must wait until the summer.

There are plenty of places which deal in the governess trade.

Oh dear, you make it sound like slavery.

-Yes, your music will help you... -I am sorry, Emma.

I really don't know what you've done for Mrs. Elton to behave towards you in this way.

I cannot say that Mrs. Elton's friendship is much of a loss to me.

[both laugh] I am astonished, however, at how Jane Fairfax encourages her confidence.

[Anne hums] Maybe she likes the sensible comfort of an equal friendship.

Little wonder she has to make do with the Mrs. Eltons of the world.

We know how highly you think of Jane Fairfax.

Anyone may know high highly I think of Miss Fairfax.

And yet you may not be aware how highly.

The extent of your admiration may take you by surprise one day.

Oh, you've finally heard the gossip, have you?

Huh, Mr. Cole told me of his suspicions weeks ago.

And what did you say to Mr. Cole?

I told him I was not about to turn Miss Fairfax into Mrs. Knightley.

She would not have me if I asked her.

-[Anne scoffs] -I like Jane, and admire her.

She's a charming young woman.

But she has a fault, she is reserved, she's more reserved than she used to be.

and I like an open temperament.

Until Cole mentioned it, the thought hadn't entered my head.

Go and get it!

Well then, what do you have to say to that?

I say, I never saw a man so occupied with not being in love, that I should not be surprised if we were yet to hear wedding bells.

[dog barks] Isabella has had five children.

This is true.

Do you think it strange that I, her only sister, did not go to London for any of their births?

Do you think it strange?

I was there, after all.

[Emma] That's what I mean.

I do love Highbury, and I have never felt like leaving, and I could never leave Father, but...

The fact that I have no desire to travel might look strange to other people.

To Frank Churchill?

Oh no, he doesn't think badly of me.

Mrs. Elton, then?

You've never bothered about what people thought before.

Even Jane Fairfax has friends, and the desire to be with them in, in Ireland, and Weymouth.

If you were to ask me, I would say that you were in need of a project.

Box Hill!

It will be a very small and intimate party, and we will only invite people we like.

Mm.

Box Hill?

Oh, yes!

Well, I will arrange everything.

I am so experienced in organizing the carriages.

Leave the whole expedition in my hands!

I know Mr. Weston is the friendliest man in the world, I just wish he wasn't so friendly.

Now I will have to suffer the Eltons.

And I was so looking forward to our trip to Box Hill!

[Mr. Woodhouse] I don't know, dear Emma, it seems to me always best never to contemplate eating outside.

Mrs. Elton's carriage horse is injured, which means we all cannot go to Box Hill.

[sighs] That woman ruins everything.

We are only to postpone.

We will go, Emma.

In the meantime, why don't you all come to Donwell?

The strawberries are ripe, and, uh, those who wish to sit indoors may do so.

Oh, what a delightful idea!

I should like that best of all.

I shall wear a large bonnet and put a pink ribbon on my basket!

But how on earth will we all get to Donwell?

We could all go on donkeys!

A necessity, I think, for dusty country life.

[Knightley] Donwell Lane is never dusty, but you may come on a donkey if you wish.

[Emma] Oh look, here comes Dr. Perry.

-[all shouting greetings] -[Miss Bates] Good afternoon, Dr. Perry.

[Frank] What happened to Dr. Perry's plan of setting up a carriage?

Couldn't he help us out for Box Hill?

I didn't know he had such a plan?

What, but you wrote about it to me, few months ago.

You did!

In your letters.

Mrs. Perry was very keen on it, had been trying to persuade him for ages.

[Jane starts coughing] [Frank] You all right?

It was a mistake, a mistake not to take a glass of water before stepping out into this heat.

You should be more careful, Miss Fairfax.

[Miss Bates] You know, Mr. Churchill, I think Dr. Perry was thinking about a carriage but decided he couldn't afford it.

Mrs. Perry told my mother about it.

Jane, do you remember her telling us?

Um, Miss Woodhouse, have your nephews taken away your box of alphabet letters?

I think, well I think Miss Fairfax needs a rest.

We all need to relax with a simple game.

How good it is to be reminded of the child in us all.

Some of us don't need to look that far.

[Miss Bates] How exciting.

I do love a good game of alphabet squares.

Now, you'll have to help me, Jane, you are so very good at the letters.

Let's see what we have here.

[laughs] -[Miss Bates continues talking] -[both laugh] I will take care of the invitations to your little strawberry party.

What invitations?

Oh I hope I can come?

As you can see, quite a few of the possible guests are here.

Yes, but as to the rest, leave it to me.

Ah, no, thank you, but, I will manage myself.

Married woman are the best organizers, leave it to me!

No, there is but one married woman in the world who I could ever allow to invite what guests she please to Donwell.

Mrs. Weston, I suppose.

No, Mrs. Knightley.

And until she is in being, I will manage matters myself.

[Miss Bates] Oh, yes.

I put that round the other way, but it's still short, isn't it?

What have you got, Jane?

Have you any others we can add to this, here?

Miss Fairfax.

Oh, do let me try, I am so hopeless at games.

Mr. Knightley, will you help me?

Oh.

Blunder!

-[Harriet and Emma laugh] -Well done, Harriet.

No, no, for shame!

[laughs] I shall give it to her, shall I?

[Miss Bates chatters] No you mustn't.

No.

-[Miss Bates] Oh, yes!

-No.

I d-- I did not know that proper words were allowed.

Oh yes, Jane, let's go.

Oh, I will call the carriages.

[Mrs. Elton] Well, I hope the invitations will arrive in time for the strawberry picking, if we are to leave it to...

I am so glad you told Mrs. Elton you would not need her help.

She really is insufferable!

And as for Mrs. Knightley, we all wonder who she may ever be.

Emma.

May I ask, what the great amusement, or rather the poignant sting, of the last word, "Dixon" , that was given to you and Miss Fairfax?

It seemed to give you entertainment and was very distressing to Jane.

I could tell you, but you would not approve, and would call me a gossip.

Hm.

Dear Emma... [clears throat] Do you think that you perfectly understand the degree of acquaintance between the gentleman and the lady with whom you shared this joke?

Between Frank Churchill and Miss Fairfax?

-[Knightley hums] -Of course, perfectly.

It's just that lately, I have imagined that I saw a certain attachment.

A certain secret looks.

Secret looks?

[laughs] Goodness me, um, no.

[sighs] The joke was, I, I admit, a little, indiscreet.

But it was harmless.

And I promise you, nothing to do with any kind of attachment between them.

It is more that Miss Fairfax has an admirer, and Frank and I are trying to work out who it is.

There.

[sighs] A childish pursuit we young people like to indulge in, I'm sure you would say.

[laughs] Hm.

Mr. Knightley, I do not know why, but you do not like Frank Churchill.

I am sorry for that, but it does not mean that you should start to imagine all sorts of things about him and his behavior that are mere fancy.

I know you are keen to protect me, as an older brother would, and I know you think I should behave as I should, and I promise you, I would never do anything to truly injure Miss Fairfax ever again.

But if Frank Churchill were, in any way attached to Miss Fairfax, and I assure you he is not, then, then he wouldn't, he would never... What, he would never share a little joke with you?

You surprise me.

I have never known you so unjust.

Or your judgment so inaccurate.

Frank Churchill is an amiable young man.

And I can vouch for his indifference to Miss Fairfax, believe me.

[sighs] Are you, are you staying for supper?

-It is almost time-- -Oh, ah, no.

Thank you, but I, uh, [stuttering] I find the fire a little too warm for me tonight.