VOLUME III
17. CHAPTER XVII
 (continued)
"Impossible!--I never can call you any thing but `Mr. Knightley.'
 I will not promise even to equal the elegant terseness of Mrs. Elton,
 by calling you Mr. K.--But I will promise," she added presently,
 laughing and blushing--"I will promise to call you once by your
 Christian name.  I do not say when, but perhaps you may guess
 where;--in the building in which N. takes M. for better, for worse." 
Emma grieved that she could not be more openly just to one
 important service which his better sense would have rendered her,
 to the advice which would have saved her from the worst of all
 her womanly follies--her wilful intimacy with Harriet Smith;
 but it was too tender a subject.--She could not enter on it.--
 Harriet was very seldom mentioned between them.  This, on his side,
 might merely proceed from her not being thought of; but Emma
 was rather inclined to attribute it to delicacy, and a suspicion,
 from some appearances, that their friendship were declining.
 She was aware herself, that, parting under any other circumstances,
 they certainly should have corresponded more, and that her
 intelligence would not have rested, as it now almost wholly did,
 on Isabella's letters.  He might observe that it was so.  The pain
 of being obliged to practise concealment towards him, was very little
 inferior to the pain of having made Harriet unhappy. 
Isabella sent quite as good an account of her visitor as could
 be expected; on her first arrival she had thought her out of spirits,
 which appeared perfectly natural, as there was a dentist to
 be consulted; but, since that business had been over, she did not
 appear to find Harriet different from what she had known her before.--
 Isabella, to be sure, was no very quick observer; yet if Harriet
 had not been equal to playing with the children, it would not have
 escaped her.  Emma's comforts and hopes were most agreeably carried on,
 by Harriet's being to stay longer; her fortnight was likely to be
 a month at least.  Mr. and Mrs. John Knightley were to come down
 in August, and she was invited to remain till they could bring her back. 
"John does not even mention your friend," said Mr. Knightley.
 "Here is his answer, if you like to see it." 
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