VOLUME II
12. CHAPTER XII
 (continued)
Her father's feelings were quite distinct.  He thought principally
 of Mrs. Churchill's illness, and wanted to know how she was treated;
 and as for the ball, it was shocking to have dear Emma disappointed;
 but they would all be safer at home. 
Emma was ready for her visitor some time before he appeared;
 but if this reflected at all upon his impatience, his sorrowful
 look and total want of spirits when he did come might redeem him.
 He felt the going away almost too much to speak of it.  His dejection
 was most evident.  He sat really lost in thought for the first
 few minutes; and when rousing himself, it was only to say, 
"Of all horrid things, leave-taking is the worst." 
"But you will come again," said Emma.  "This will not be your only
 visit to Randalls." 
"Ah!--(shaking his head)--the uncertainty of when I may be able
 to return!--I shall try for it with a zeal!--It will be the object
 of all my thoughts and cares!--and if my uncle and aunt go to town
 this spring--but I am afraid--they did not stir last spring--
 I am afraid it is a custom gone for ever." 
"Our poor ball must be quite given up." 
"Ah! that ball!--why did we wait for any thing?--why not seize the
 pleasure at once?--How often is happiness destroyed by preparation,
 foolish preparation!--You told us it would be so.--Oh!  Miss Woodhouse,
 why are you always so right?" 
"Indeed, I am very sorry to be right in this instance.  I would
 much rather have been merry than wise." 
"If I can come again, we are still to have our ball.  My father
 depends on it.  Do not forget your engagement." 
Emma looked graciously. 
"Such a fortnight as it has been!" he continued; "every day more
 precious and more delightful than the day before!--every day making
 me less fit to bear any other place.  Happy those, who can remain
 at Highbury!" 
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