“I have escaped; and that I should escape, may be a matter of grateful wonder to you and myself. But this does not acquit him , Mrs. Weston; and I must say, that I think him greatly to blame. What right had he to come among us with affection and faith engaged, and with manners so very disengaged? What right had he to endeavour to please, as he certainly did⁠—to distinguish any one young woman with persevering attention, as he certainly did⁠—while he really belonged to another?⁠—How could he tell what mischief he might be doing?⁠—How could he tell that he might not be making me in love with him?⁠—very wrong, very wrong indeed.”

“From something that he said, my dear Emma, I rather imagine⁠—”