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Emma
Emma
Woodhouse
,
handsome
,
clever
,
and
rich
,
with
a
comfortable
home
and
happy
disposition
,
seemed
to
unite
some
of
the
best
blessings
of
existence
;
and
had
lived
nearly
twenty-one
years
in
the
world
with
very
little
to
distress
or
vex
her
.
She
was
the
youngest
of
the
two
daughters
of
a
most
affectionate
,
indulgent
father
;
and
had
,
in
consequence
of
her
sister
's
marriage
,
been
mistress
of
his
house
from
a
very
early
period
.
Her
mother
had
died
too
long
ago
for
her
to
have
more
than
an
indistinct
remembrance
of
her
caresses
;
and
her
place
had
been
supplied
by
an
excellent
woman
as
governess
,
who
had
fallen
little
short
of
a
mother
in
affection
.
Sixteen
years
had
Miss
Taylor
been
in
Mr.
Woodhouse
's
family
,
less
as
a
governess
than
a
friend
,
very
fond
of
both
daughters
,
but
particularly
of
Emma
.
Between
them
it
was
more
the
intimacy
of
sisters
.
Even
before
Miss
Taylor
had
ceased
to
hold
the
nominal
office
of
governess
,
the
mildness
of
her
temper
had
hardly
allowed
her
to
impose
any
restraint
;
and
the
shadow
of
authority
being
now
long
passed
away
,
they
had
been
living
together
as
friend
and
friend
very
mutually
attached
,
and
Emma
doing
just
what
she
liked
;
highly
esteeming
Miss
Taylor
's
judgment
,
but
directed
chiefly
by
her
own
.
The
real
evils
,
indeed
,
of
Emma
's
situation
were
the
power
of
having
rather
too
much
her
own
way
,
and
a
disposition
to
think
a
little
too
well
of
herself
;
these
were
the
disadvantages
which
threatened
alloy
to
her
many
enjoyments
.
The
danger
,
however
,
was
at
present
so
unperceived
,
that
they
did
not
by
any
means
rank
as
misfortunes
with
her
.
Sorrow
came
--
a
gentle
sorrow
--
but
not
at
all
in
the
shape
of
any
disagreeable
consciousness
.
--
Miss
Taylor
married
.
It
was
Miss
Taylor
's
loss
which
first
brought
grief
.
It
was
on
the
wedding-day
of
this
beloved
friend
that
Emma
first
sat
in
mournful
thought
of
any
continuance
.
The
wedding
over
,
and
the
bride-people
gone
,
her
father
and
herself
were
left
to
dine
together
,
with
no
prospect
of
a
third
to
cheer
a
long
evening
.
Her
father
composed
himself
to
sleep
after
dinner
,
as
usual
,
and
she
had
then
only
to
sit
and
think
of
what
she
had
lost
.
The
event
had
every
promise
of
happiness
for
her
friend
.
Mr.
Weston
was
a
man
of
unexceptionable
character
,
easy
fortune
,
suitable
age
,
and
pleasant
manners
;
and
there
was
some
satisfaction
in
considering
with
what
self-denying
,
generous
friendship
she
had
always
wished
and
promoted
the
match
;
but
it
was
a
black
morning
's
work
for
her
.
The
want
of
Miss
Taylor
would
be
felt
every
hour
of
every
day
.
She
recalled
her
past
kindness
--
the
kindness
,
the
affection
of
sixteen
years
--
how
she
had
taught
and
how
she
had
played
with
her
from
five
years
old
--
how
she
had
devoted
all
her
powers
to
attach
and
amuse
her
in
health
--
and
how
nursed
her
through
the
various
illnesses
of
childhood
.
A
large
debt
of
gratitude
was
owing
here
;
but
the
intercourse
of
the
last
seven
years
,
the
equal
footing
and
perfect
unreserve
which
had
soon
followed
Isabella
's
marriage
,
on
their
being
left
to
each
other
,
was
yet
a
dearer
,
tenderer
recollection
.
She
had
been
a
friend
and
companion
such
as
few
possessed
:
intelligent
,
well-informed
,
useful
,
gentle
,
knowing
all
the
ways
of
the
family
,
interested
in
all
its
concerns
,
and
peculiarly
interested
in
herself
,
in
every
pleasure
,
every
scheme
of
hers
--
one
to
whom
she
could
speak
every
thought
as
it
arose
,
and
who
had
such
an
affection
for
her
as
could
never
find
fault
.
How
was
she
to
bear
the
change
?
--
It
was
true
that
her
friend
was
going
only
half
a
mile
from
them
;
but
Emma
was
aware
that
great
must
be
the
difference
between
a
Mrs.
Weston
,
only
half
a
mile
from
them
,
and
a
Miss
Taylor
in
the
house
;
and
with
all
her
advantages
,
natural
and
domestic
,
she
was
now
in
great
danger
of
suffering
from
intellectual
solitude
.
She
dearly
loved
her
father
,
but
he
was
no
companion
for
her
.
He
could
not
meet
her
in
conversation
,
rational
or
playful
.
The
evil
of
the
actual
disparity
in
their
ages
(
and
Mr.
Woodhouse
had
not
married
early
)
was
much
increased
by
his
constitution
and
habits
;
for
having
been
a
valetudinarian
all
his
life
,
without
activity
of
mind
or
body
,
he
was
a
much
older
man
in
ways
than
in
years
;
and
though
everywhere
beloved
for
the
friendliness
of
his
heart
and
his
amiable
temper
,
his
talents
could
not
have
recommended
him
at
any
time
.
