“For shame, Emma! Do not mimic her. You divert me against my conscience. And, upon my word, I do not think Mr. Knightley would be much disturbed by Miss Bates. Little things do not irritate him. She might talk on; and if he wanted to say anything himself, he would only talk louder, and drown her voice. But the question is not, whether it would be a bad connection for him, but whether he wishes it; and I think he does. I have heard him speak, and so must you, so very highly of Jane Fairfax! The interest he takes in her⁠—his anxiety about her health⁠—his concern that she should have no happier prospect! I have heard him express himself so warmly on those points!⁠—Such an admirer of her performance on the pianoforte, and of her voice! I have heard him say that he could listen to her forever. Oh! and I had almost forgotten one idea that occurred to me⁠—this pianoforte that has been sent here by somebody⁠—though we have all been so well satisfied to consider it a present from the Campbells, may it not be from Mr. Knightley? I cannot help suspecting him. I think he is just the person to do it, even without being in love.”