Emma thought first of herself, and then of Harriet.
"More than an attachment, indeed," resumed Mrs.Weston; "an engagement--a positive engagement .-- What will you say, Emma--what will any body say, when it is known that Frank Churchill and Miss Fairfax are engaged;--nay, that they have been long engaged!" Emma even jumped with surprize;--and, horror-struck, exclaimed, "Jane Fairfax!--Good God! You are not serious?
You do not mean it ?" "You may well be amazed," returned Mrs.Weston, still averting her eyes, and talking on with eagerness, that Emma might have time to recover-- "You may well be amazed.

But it is even so.

There has been a solemn engagement between them ever since October--formed at Weymouth, and kept a secret from every body.

Not a creature knowing it but themselves--neither the Campbells, nor her family, nor his .-- It is so wonderful, that though perfectly convinced of the fact, it is yet almost incredible to myself.

I can hardly believe it .-- I thought I knew him." Emma scarcely heard what was said .-- Her mind was divided between two ideas--her own former conversations with him about Miss Fairfax; and poor Harriet;--and for some time she could only exclaim, and require confirmation, repeated confirmation.
"Well," said she at last, trying to recover herself; "this is a circumstance which I must think of at least half a day, before I can at all comprehend it.