VOLUME II
15. CHAPTER XV
 (continued)
"In that respect how unlike dear Mrs. Elton, who wants to be wiser
 and wittier than all the world!  I wonder how she speaks of the Coles--
 what she calls them!  How can she find any appellation for them,
 deep enough in familiar vulgarity?  She calls you, Knightley--what can
 she do for Mr. Cole?  And so I am not to be surprized that Jane
 Fairfax accepts her civilities and consents to be with her.
 Mrs. Weston, your argument weighs most with me.  I can much more
 readily enter into the temptation of getting away from Miss Bates,
 than I can believe in the triumph of Miss Fairfax's mind over
 Mrs. Elton.  I have no faith in Mrs. Elton's acknowledging herself
 the inferior in thought, word, or deed; or in her being under any
 restraint beyond her own scanty rule of good-breeding. I cannot
 imagine that she will not be continually insulting her visitor
 with praise, encouragement, and offers of service; that she will not be
 continually detailing her magnificent intentions, from the procuring
 her a permanent situation to the including her in those delightful
 exploring parties which are to take place in the barouche-landau." 
"Jane Fairfax has feeling," said Mr. Knightley--"I do not
 accuse her of want of feeling.  Her sensibilities, I suspect,
 are strong--and her temper excellent in its power of forbearance,
 patience, self-controul; but it wants openness.  She is reserved,
 more reserved, I think, than she used to be--And I love an
 open temper.  No--till Cole alluded to my supposed attachment,
 it had never entered my head.  I saw Jane Fairfax and conversed with
 her, with admiration and pleasure always--but with no thought beyond." 
"Well, Mrs. Weston," said Emma triumphantly when he left them,
 "what do you say now to Mr. Knightley's marrying Jane Fairfax?" 
"Why, really, dear Emma, I say that he is so very much occupied
 by the idea of not being in love with her, that I should not wonder
 if it were to end in his being so at last.  Do not beat me." 
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