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Woodhouse’s. I made her take her shawl⁠—for the evenings are not warm⁠—her large new shawl⁠— Mrs. Dixon’s wedding-present.⁠—So kind of her to think of my mother! Bought at Weymouth, you know⁠— Mr. Dixon’s choice. There were three others, Jane says, which they hesitated about some time. Colonel Campbell rather preferred an olive. My dear Jane, are you sure you did not wet your feet?⁠—It was but a drop or two, but I am so afraid:⁠—but Mr. Frank Churchill was so extremely⁠—and there was a mat to step upon⁠—I shall never forget his extreme politeness.⁠—Oh! Mr. Frank Churchill, I must tell you my mother’s spectacles have never been in fault since; the rivet never came out again. My mother often talks of your good-nature. Does not she, Jane?⁠—Do not we often talk of Mr. Frank Churchill?⁠—Ah! here’s Miss Woodhouse.⁠—Dear Miss Woodhouse, how do you do?⁠—Very well I thank you, quite well. This is meeting quite in fairyland!⁠—Such a transformation!⁠—Must not compliment, I know (eyeing Emma most complacently)⁠—that would be rude⁠—but upon my word, Miss Woodhouse, you do look⁠—how do you like Jane’s hair?⁠—You are a judge.⁠—She did it all herself. Quite wonderful how she does her hair!⁠—No hairdresser from London I think could.⁠—Ah! Dr. Hughes I declare⁠—and Mrs. Hughes. Must go and speak to Dr. and Mrs. Hughes for a moment.⁠—How do you do? How do you do?⁠—Very well, I thank you. This is delightful, is not it?⁠—Where’s dear Mr. Richard?⁠—Oh! there he is. Don’t disturb him. Much better employed talking to the young ladies. How do you do, Mr. Richard?⁠—I saw you the other day as you rode through the town⁠— Mrs. Otway, I protest!⁠—and good Mr. Otway, and Miss Otway and Miss Caroline.⁠—Such a host of friends!⁠—and Mr. George and Mr. Arthur!⁠—How do you do? How do you all do?⁠—Quite well, I am much obliged to you. Never better.⁠—Don’t I hear another carriage?⁠—Who can this be?⁠—very likely the worthy Coles.⁠—Upon my word, this is charming to be standing about among such friends! And such a noble fire!⁠—I am quite roasted. No coffee, I thank you, for me⁠—never take coffee.⁠—A little tea if you please, sir, by and bye⁠—no hurry⁠—Oh! here it comes. Everything so good!”

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