"You were gone a great while, were not you?a fortnight I suppose?" ––– "You may call afortnight a great while M^r . Musgrave, said M^rs .Robert smartly — but we think a month verylittle. I aſsure you we bring her home at theend of a month, much against our will." "A month! have you really been gone amonth! 'tis amazing how Time flies. —" "You may imagine, said Marg^t .Margaret in a sort ofWhisper, ^{what are my Sensations} how great ^my enjoyment in findingmyself once more at Stanton, in the bosom ofmy Family. You know what a sad visitorI make. — And I was so exceſsively impatientto see Emma; – I dreaded the meeting, & atthe same time longed for it. — Do not youcomprehend the sort of feeling? —" "Not at all,cried he aloud. I could never dread a meetingwith Miſs Emma Watson, – or any of her Sisters." It was lucky that he added that finish. — "Oh! you Creature!" was Margaret’s reply. — "Wereyou speaking to me? –" said Emma, who hadcaught her own name. – "Not absolutely — heanswered — but I was thinking of you, — as manyat a greater distance are probably doing ^atlike::^thisw^ise moment. — Fine open weather MiſsEmma! — Charming season for Hunting."