VOLUME II
2. CHAPTER II
 (continued)
If any thing could be more, where all was most, she was more
 reserved on the subject of Weymouth and the Dixons than any thing.
 She seemed bent on giving no real insight into Mr. Dixon's character,
 or her own value for his company, or opinion of the suitableness
 of the match.  It was all general approbation and smoothness;
 nothing delineated or distinguished.  It did her no service however.
 Her caution was thrown away.  Emma saw its artifice, and returned
 to her first surmises.  There probably was something more to conceal
 than her own preference; Mr. Dixon, perhaps, had been very near
 changing one friend for the other, or been fixed only to Miss Campbell,
 for the sake of the future twelve thousand pounds. 
The like reserve prevailed on other topics.  She and Mr. Frank Churchill
 had been at Weymouth at the same time.  It was known that they were
 a little acquainted; but not a syllable of real information could Emma
 procure as to what he truly was.  "Was he handsome?"--"She believed
 he was reckoned a very fine young man."  "Was he agreeable?"--
 "He was generally thought so."  "Did he appear a sensible young man;
 a young man of information?"--"At a watering-place, or in a common
 London acquaintance, it was difficult to decide on such points.
 Manners were all that could be safely judged of, under a much longer
 knowledge than they had yet had of Mr. Churchill.  She believed
 every body found his manners pleasing."  Emma could not forgive her. 
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