He stopped.⁠—Emma felt her foot pressed by Mrs. Weston, and did not herself know what to think. In a moment he went on⁠—

“That will never be, however, I can assure you. Miss Fairfax, I dare say, would not have me if I were to ask her⁠—and I am very sure I shall never ask her.”

Emma returned her friend’s pressure with interest; and was pleased enough to exclaim,

“You are not vain, Mr. Knightley. I will say that for you.”

He seemed hardly to hear her; he was thoughtful⁠—and in a manner which showed him not pleased, soon afterwards said,

“So you have been settling that I should marry Jane Fairfax?”