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9. CHAPTER IX
 (continued)"Such sweet lines!" continued Harriet--"these two last!--But
 how shall I ever be able to return the paper, or say I have found
 it out?--Oh! Miss Woodhouse, what can we do about that?" "Leave it to me.  You do nothing.  He will be here this evening,
 I dare say, and then I will give it him back, and some nonsense
 or other will pass between us, and you shall not be committed.--Your
 soft eyes shall choose their own time for beaming.  Trust to me." "Oh! Miss Woodhouse, what a pity that I must not write this beautiful
 charade into my book! I am sure I have not got one half so good." "Leave out the two last lines, and there is no reason why you
 should not write it into your book." "Oh! but those two lines are"-- --"The best of all.  Granted;--for private enjoyment; and for private
 enjoyment keep them.  They are not at all the less written you know,
 because you divide them.  The couplet does not cease to be, nor does
 its meaning change.  But take it away, and all appropriation ceases,
 and a very pretty gallant charade remains, fit for any collection.
 Depend upon it, he would not like to have his charade slighted,
 much better than his passion.  A poet in love must be encouraged in
 both capacities, or neither.  Give me the book, I will write it down,
 and then there can be no possible reflection on you." Harriet submitted, though her mind could hardly separate the parts,
 so as to feel quite sure that her friend were not writing down
 a declaration of love.  It seemed too precious an offering for any
 degree of publicity. "I shall never let that book go out of my own hands," said she. "Very well," replied Emma; "a most natural feeling; and the longer
 it lasts, the better I shall be pleased.  But here is my father
 coming: you will not object to my reading the charade to him.
 It will be giving him so much pleasure! He loves any thing of
 the sort, and especially any thing that pays woman a compliment.
 He has the tenderest spirit of gallantry towards us all!-- You must
 let me read it to him." |