The intelligence, which had been so anxiously announced to her, she was now to be anxiously announcing to another.

Her heart beat quick on hearing Harriet's footstep and voice; so, she supposed, had poor Mrs.
Weston felt when _she_ was approaching Randalls.

Could the event of the disclosure bear an equal resemblance!--But of that, unfortunately, there could be no chance.
"Well, Miss Woodhouse!" cried Harriet, coming eagerly into the room--"is not this the oddest news that ever was ?" "What news do you mean ?" replied Emma, unable to guess, by look or voice, whether Harriet could indeed have received any hint.
"About Jane Fairfax.

Did you ever hear any thing so strange?
Oh!--you need not be afraid of owning it to me, for Mr.Weston has told me himself.

I met him just now.