I only name possibilities.

I do not pretend to Emma's genius for foretelling and guessing.

I hope, with all my heart, the young man may be a Weston in merit, and a Churchill in fortune .-- But Harriet Smith--I have not half done about Harriet Smith.

I think her the very worst sort of companion that Emma could possibly have.

She knows nothing herself, and looks upon Emma as knowing every thing.