“What is the matter?” said she.

He started.  “Thank you for rousing me,” he replied.  “I believe I have been very rude; but really Miss Fairfax has done her hair in so odd a way—­so very odd a way—­that I cannot keep my eyes from her.  I never saw any thing so outree!—­Those curls!—­This must be a fancy of her own.  I see nobody else looking like her!—­ I must go and ask her whether it is an Irish fashion.  Shall I?—­ Yes, I will—­I declare I will—­and you shall see how she takes it;—­ whether she colours.”

He was gone immediately; and Emma soon saw him standing before Miss Fairfax, and talking to her; but as to its effect on the young lady, as he had improvidently placed himself exactly between them, exactly in front of Miss Fairfax, she could absolutely distinguish nothing.

Before he could return to his chair, it was taken by Mrs. Weston.

“This is the luxury of a large party,” said she:—­“one can get near every body, and say every thing.  My dear Emma, I am longing to talk to you.  I have been making discoveries and forming plans, just like yourself, and I must tell them while the idea is fresh.  Do you know how Miss Bates and her niece came here?”

“How?—­They were invited, were not they?”

“Oh! yes—­but how they were conveyed hither?—­the manner of their coming?”

“They walked, I conclude.  How else could they come?”

“Very true.—­Well, a little while ago it occurred to me how very sad it would be to have Jane Fairfax walking home again, late at night, and cold as the nights are now.  And as I looked at her, though I never saw her appear to more advantage, it struck me that she was heated, and would therefore be particularly liable to take cold.  Poor girl!  I could not bear the idea of it; so, as soon as Mr. Weston came into the room, and I could get at him, I spoke to him about the carriage.  You may guess how readily he came into my wishes; and having his approbation, I made my way directly to Miss Bates, to assure her that the carriage would be at her service before it took us home; for I thought it would be making her comfortable at once.  Good soul! she was as grateful as possible, you may be sure. `Nobody was ever so fortunate as herself!’—­but with many, many thanks—­`there was no occasion to trouble us, for Mr. Knightley’s carriage had brought, and was to take them home again.’  I was quite surprized;—­very glad, I am sure; but really quite surprized.  Such a very kind attention—­and so thoughtful an attention!—­ the sort of thing that so few men would think of.  And, in short, from knowing his usual ways, I am very much inclined to think that it was for their accommodation the carriage was used at all.  I do suspect he would not have had a pair of horses for himself, and that it was only as an excuse for assisting them.”