wonder that you have such a curiosity to see him.”
Jane’s curiosity did not appear of that absorbing nature as wholly to occupy her.
“No—I have never seen Mr. Elton,” she replied, starting on this appeal; “is he—is he a tall man?”
“Who shall answer that question?” cried Emma. “My father would say `yes,’ Mr. Knightley `no;’ and Miss Bates and I that he is just the happy medium. When you have been here a little longer,
wonder that you have such a curiosity to see him.”
Jane’s curiosity did not appear of that absorbing nature as wholly to occupy her.
“No—I have never seen Mr. Elton,” she replied, starting on this appeal; “is he—is he a tall man?”
“Who shall answer that question?” cried Emma. “My father would say `yes,’ Mr. Knightley `no;’ and Miss Bates and I that he is just the happy medium. When you have been here a little longer,
