VOLUME III
6. CHAPTER VI
 (continued)
"You are not quite so miserable, though, as when you first came.
 Go and eat and drink a little more, and you will do very well.
 Another slice of cold meat, another draught of Madeira and water,
 will make you nearly on a par with the rest of us." 
"No--I shall not stir.  I shall sit by you.  You are my best cure." 
"We are going to Box Hill to-morrow;--you will join us.
 It is not Swisserland, but it will be something for a young
 man so much in want of a change.  You will stay, and go with us?" 
"No, certainly not; I shall go home in the cool of the evening." 
"But you may come again in the cool of to-morrow morning." 
"No--It will not be worth while.  If I come, I shall be cross." 
"Then pray stay at Richmond." 
"But if I do, I shall be crosser still.  I can never bear to think
 of you all there without me." 
"These are difficulties which you must settle for yourself.
 Choose your own degree of crossness.  I shall press you no more." 
The rest of the party were now returning, and all were soon collected.
 With some there was great joy at the sight of Frank Churchill;
 others took it very composedly; but there was a very general distress
 and disturbance on Miss Fairfax's disappearance being explained.
 That it was time for every body to go, concluded the subject; and with
 a short final arrangement for the next day's scheme, they parted.
 Frank Churchill's little inclination to exclude himself increased
 so much, that his last words to Emma were, 
"Well;--if you wish me to stay and join the party, I will." 
She smiled her acceptance; and nothing less than a summons from
 Richmond was to take him back before the following evening. 
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