What a strange thing love is! he can see ready wit in Harriet, but will not dine alone for her." Soon afterwards Mr.Elton quitted them, and she could not but do him the justice of feeling that there was a great deal of sentiment in his manner of naming Harriet at parting; in the tone of his voice while assuring her that he should call at Mrs.Goddard's for news of her fair friend, the last thing before he prepared for the happiness of meeting her again, when he hoped to be able to give a better report; and he sighed and smiled himself off in a way that left the balance of approbation much in his favour.
After a few minutes of entire silence between them, John Knightley began with-- "I never in my life saw a man more intent on being agreeable than Mr.
Elton.

It is downright labour to him where ladies are concerned.

With men he can be rational and unaffected, but when he has ladies to please, every feature works." "Mr.Elton's manners are not perfect," replied Emma; "but where there is a wish to please, one ought to overlook, and one does overlook a great deal.

Where a man does his best with only moderate powers, he will have the advantage over negligent superiority.

There is such perfect good-temper and good-will in Mr.Elton as one cannot but value." "Yes," said Mr.John Knightley presently, with some slyness, "he seems to have a great deal of good-will towards you." "Me!" she replied with a smile of astonishment, "are you imagining me to be Mr.Elton's object ?" "Such an imagination has crossed me, I own, Emma; and if it never occurred to you before, you may as well take it into consideration now." "Mr.Elton in love with me!--What an idea!" "I do not say it is so; but you will do well to consider whether it is so or not, and to regulate your behaviour accordingly.