Miss Woodhouse looks as if she did not want me.

My aunt always sends me off when she is shopping.

She says I fidget her to death; and Miss Woodhouse looks as if she could almost say the same.

What am I to do ?" "I am here on no business of my own," said Emma; "I am only waiting for my friend.

She will probably have soon done, and then we shall go home.
But you had better go with Mrs.Weston and hear the instrument." "Well--if you advise it .-- But (with a smile) if Colonel Campbell should have employed a careless friend, and if it should prove to have an indifferent tone--what shall I say?
I shall be no support to Mrs.
Weston.