At first, if you had not told me that more wonderful things had happened; that there had been matches of greater disparity (those were your very words);--I should not have dared to give way to--I should not have thought it possible--But if _you_, who had been always acquainted with him--" "Harriet!" cried Emma, collecting herself resolutely--"Let us understand each other now, without the possibility of farther mistake.

Are you speaking of--Mr.Knightley ?" "To be sure I am.

I never could have an idea of any body else--and so I thought you knew.

When we talked about him, it was as clear as possible." "Not quite," returned Emma, with forced calmness, "for all that you then said, appeared to me to relate to a different person.

I could almost assert that you had _named_ Mr.Frank Churchill.