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Their
first
pause
was
at
the
Crown
Inn
,
an
inconsiderable
house
,
though
the
principal
one
of
the
sort
,
where
a
couple
of
pair
of
post-horses
were
kept
,
more
for
the
convenience
of
the
neighbourhood
than
from
any
run
on
the
road
;
and
his
companions
had
not
expected
to
be
detained
by
any
interest
excited
there
;
but
in
passing
it
they
gave
the
history
of
the
large
room
visibly
added
;
it
had
been
built
many
years
ago
for
a
ball-room
,
and
while
the
neighbourhood
had
been
in
a
particularly
populous
,
dancing
state
,
had
been
occasionally
used
as
such
--
but
such
brilliant
days
had
long
passed
away
,
and
now
the
highest
purpose
for
which
it
was
ever
wanted
was
to
accommodate
a
whist
club
established
among
the
gentlemen
and
half-gentlemen
of
the
place
.
He
was
immediately
interested
.
Its
character
as
a
ball-room
caught
him
;
and
instead
of
passing
on
,
he
stopt
for
several
minutes
at
the
two
superior
sashed
windows
which
were
open
,
to
look
in
and
contemplate
its
capabilities
,
and
lament
that
its
original
purpose
should
have
ceased
.
He
saw
no
fault
in
the
room
,
he
would
acknowledge
none
which
they
suggested
.
No
,
it
was
long
enough
,
broad
enough
,
handsome
enough
.
It
would
hold
the
very
number
for
comfort
.
They
ought
to
have
balls
there
at
least
every
fortnight
through
the
winter
.
Why
had
not
Miss
Woodhouse
revived
the
former
good
old
days
of
the
room
?
--
She
who
could
do
any
thing
in
Highbury
!
The
want
of
proper
families
in
the
place
,
and
the
conviction
that
none
beyond
the
place
and
its
immediate
environs
could
be
tempted
to
attend
,
were
mentioned
;
but
he
was
not
satisfied
.
He
could
not
be
persuaded
that
so
many
good-looking
houses
as
he
saw
around
him
,
could
not
furnish
numbers
enough
for
such
a
meeting
;
and
even
when
particulars
were
given
and
families
described
,
he
was
still
unwilling
to
admit
that
the
inconvenience
of
such
a
mixture
would
be
any
thing
,
or
that
there
would
be
the
smallest
difficulty
in
every
body
's
returning
into
their
proper
place
the
next
morning
.
He
argued
like
a
young
man
very
much
bent
on
dancing
;
and
Emma
was
rather
surprized
to
see
the
constitution
of
the
Weston
prevail
so
decidedly
against
the
habits
of
the
Churchills
.
He
seemed
to
have
all
the
life
and
spirit
,
cheerful
feelings
,
and
social
inclinations
of
his
father
,
and
nothing
of
the
pride
or
reserve
of
Enscombe
.
Of
pride
,
indeed
,
there
was
,
perhaps
,
scarcely
enough
;
his
indifference
to
a
confusion
of
rank
,
bordered
too
much
on
inelegance
of
mind
.
He
could
be
no
judge
,
however
,
of
the
evil
he
was
holding
cheap
.
It
was
but
an
effusion
of
lively
spirits
.
At
last
he
was
persuaded
to
move
on
from
the
front
of
the
Crown
;
and
being
now
almost
facing
the
house
where
the
Bateses
lodged
,
Emma
recollected
his
intended
visit
the
day
before
,
and
asked
him
if
he
had
paid
it
.
"
Yes
,
oh
!
yes
"
--
he
replied
;
"
I
was
just
going
to
mention
it
.
A
very
successful
visit
:
--
I
saw
all
the
three
ladies
;
and
felt
very
much
obliged
to
you
for
your
preparatory
hint
.
If
the
talking
aunt
had
taken
me
quite
by
surprize
,
it
must
have
been
the
death
of
me
.
As
it
was
,
I
was
only
betrayed
into
paying
a
most
unreasonable
visit
.
Ten
minutes
would
have
been
all
that
was
necessary
,
perhaps
all
that
was
proper
;
and
I
had
told
my
father
I
should
certainly
be
at
home
before
him
--
but
there
was
no
getting
away
,
no
pause
;
and
,
to
my
utter
astonishment
,
I
found
,
when
he
(
finding
me
nowhere
else
)
joined
me
there
at
last
,
that
I
had
been
actually
sitting
with
them
very
nearly
three-quarters
of
an
hour
.
The
good
lady
had
not
given
me
the
possibility
of
escape
before
.
"
"
And
how
did
you
think
Miss
Fairfax
looking
?
"
"
Ill
,
very
ill
--
that
is
,
if
a
young
lady
can
ever
be
allowed
to
look
ill
.
But
the
expression
is
hardly
admissible
,
Mrs.
Weston
,
is
it
?
Ladies
can
never
look
ill
.
And
,
seriously
,
Miss
Fairfax
is
naturally
so
pale
,
as
almost
always
to
give
the
appearance
of
ill
health
.
--
A
most
deplorable
want
of
complexion
.
"
Emma
would
not
agree
to
this
,
and
began
a
warm
defence
of
Miss
Fairfax
's
complexion
.
"
It
was
certainly
never
brilliant
,
but
she
would
not
allow
it
to
have
a
sickly
hue
in
general
;
and
there
was
a
softness
and
delicacy
in
her
skin
which
gave
peculiar
elegance
to
the
character
of
her
face
.
"
He
listened
with
all
due
deference
;
acknowledged
that
he
had
heard
many
people
say
the
same
--
but
yet
he
must
confess
,
that
to
him
nothing
could
make
amends
for
the
want
of
the
fine
glow
of
health
.
Where
features
were
indifferent
,
a
fine
complexion
gave
beauty
to
them
all
;
and
where
they
were
good
,
the
effect
was
--
fortunately
he
need
not
attempt
to
describe
what
the
effect
was
.
"
Well
,
"
said
Emma
,
"
there
is
no
disputing
about
taste
.
--
At
least
you
admire
her
except
her
complexion
.
"
He
shook
his
head
and
laughed
.
--
"
I
can
not
separate
Miss
Fairfax
and
her
complexion
.
"
