Mrs.Martin had told her one day (and there was a blush as she said it,) that it was impossible for any body to be a better son, and therefore she was sure, whenever he married, he would make a good husband.

Not that she _wanted_ him to marry.

She was in no hurry at all.
"Well done, Mrs.Martin!" thought Emma.

"You know what you are about." "And when she had come away, Mrs.Martin was so very kind as to send Mrs.Goddard a beautiful goose--the finest goose Mrs.Goddard had ever seen.

Mrs.Goddard had dressed it on a Sunday, and asked all the three teachers, Miss Nash, and Miss Prince, and Miss Richardson, to sup with her." "Mr.Martin, I suppose, is not a man of information beyond the line of his own business?
He does not read ?" "Oh yes!--that is, no--I do not know--but I believe he has read a good deal--but not what you would think any thing of.