It would be dreadful, of course, if some day I should suddenly discover that I did love him enough to marry him and then he shouldn't ask me.

That isn't likely to happen.

I don't believe I could give up my work for any man.

My whole heart is in it." In spite of her declaration of unswerving loyalty to her work, more than once, Tom's fine resolute face rose before Grace on the return journey to Overton.

During the afternoon Emma, usually loquacious, became absorbed in a book, so that Grace, who could not settle herself to read, had altogether too much opportunity for reflection.
She was inwardly thankful when the lights of Overton twinkled into view.
Emma was still deep in her book.