Kitty, a fair but frozen maid.
The name makes me think of poor Isabella; for she was very near being christened Catherine after her grandmama. I hope we shall have her here next week. Have you thought, my dear, where you shall put her-and what room there will be for the children?"
"Oh! yes-she will have her own room, of course; the room she always has;-and there is the nursery for the children,-just as usual, you know. Why should there be any change?"
"I do not know, my dear-but it is so long since she was here!-not since last Easter, and then only for a few days.-Mr. John Knightley's being a lawyer is very inconvenient.-Poor Isabella!-she is sadly taken away from us all!-and how sorry she will be when she comes, not to see Miss Taylor here!"
"She will not be surprized, papa, at least."
"I do not know, my dear. I am sure I was very much surprized when I first heard she was going to be married."
"We must ask Mr. and Mrs. Weston to dine with us, while Isabella is here."
"Yes, my dear, if there is time.-But-(in a very depressed tone)-she is coming for only one week. There will not be time for any thing."
"It is unfortunate that they cannot stay longer-but it seems a case of necessity. Mr. John Knightley must be in town again on the 28th, and we ought to be thankful, papa, that we are to have the whole of the time they can give to the country, that two or three days are not to be taken out for the Abbey. Mr. Knightley promises to give up his claim this Christmas– though you know it is longer since they were with him, than with us."
"It would be very hard, indeed, my dear, if poor Isabella were to be anywhere but at Hartfield."