excuse me. Any thing else I should be most happy to do, at your command—but my dancing days are over.”
Mrs. Weston said no more; and Emma could imagine with what surprize and mortification she must be returning to her seat. This was Mr. Elton! the amiable, obliging, gentle Mr. Elton.— She looked round for a moment; he had joined Mr. Knightley at a little distance, and was arranging himself for settled conversation,
excuse me. Any thing else I should be most happy to do, at your command—but my dancing days are over.”
Mrs. Weston said no more; and Emma could imagine with what surprize and mortification she must be returning to her seat. This was Mr. Elton! the amiable, obliging, gentle Mr. Elton.— She looked round for a moment; he had joined Mr. Knightley at a little distance, and was arranging himself for settled conversation,
