"I deny it."
"But it is necessary that you should, or you will transgress again."
"Again!" said Emma, a little alarmed; "have I done so already then?"
"Certainly," replied Sir William gravely, "were you not guilty of detaining Mr. Howard by your side, when her ladyship needed him?"
"Indeed, no! he went directly she sent for him," said she, coloring.
"To send, should have been on her part, superfluous; to go on his, impossible; he should, instinctively, have sought her side, and placed himself in her service."
"Surely not—Mr. Howard is not the individual of highest rank, and could not, therefore, rightly, appropriate such a situation; and he is a free agent, and has, surely, the power of choice."
"He has, no doubt, every thing to guide him. I cannot doubt of his having taste, judgment, discernment, sense; his choice cannot be questioned in some respects—but, if he intends to please her ladyship, he must prove his admiration for the mature charms of forty five, not the blooming graces—but, I am growing personal and particular, I forbear lest I should offend!"
Emma looked a little puzzled.
"Howard is my intimate friend," added Sir William, "and I really wish him well; now, do not you think he had better marry the dowager."