"Mr. Knightley and Jane Fairfax!" exclaimed Emma. "Dear Mrs.
Weston, how could you think of such a thing?—Mr. Knightley!—Mr.
Knightley must not marry!—You would not have little Henry cut out
from Donwell?— Oh! no, no, Henry must have Donwell. I cannot at all
consent to Mr. Knightley's marrying; and I am sure it is not at all
likely. I am amazed that you should think of such a thing."
"My dear Emma, I have told you what led me to think of it. I do
not want the match—I do not want to injure dear little Henry— but
the idea has been given me by circumstances; and if Mr. Knightley
really wished to marry, you would not have him refrain on Henry's
account, a boy of six years old, who knows nothing of the
matter?"
"Yes, I would. I could not bear to have Henry supplanted.— Mr.
Knightle
