Emma-Jane Austen Volume III-Chapter 13 Đây là một tác phẩm anh ngữ tiếng với những từ vựng quen thuộc. Nhằm giúp các em và các bạn yêu thich tiếng anh luyện tập và củng cố thêm kỹ năng đọc tiếng anh . | Emma Jane Austen Volume III Chapter XIII The weather continued much the same all the following morning and the same loneliness and the same melancholy seemed to reign at Hartfield but in the afternoon it cleared the wind changed into a softer quarter the clouds were carried off the sun appeared it was summer again. With all the eagerness which such a transition gives Emma resolved to be out of doors as soon as possible. Never had the exquisite sight smell sensation of nature tranquil warm and brilliant after a storm been more attractive to her. She longed for the serenity they might gradually introduce and on Mr. Perry s coming in soon after dinner with a disengaged hour to give her father she lost no time ill hurrying into the shrubbery. There with spirits freshened and thoughts a little relieved she had taken a few turns when she saw Mr. Knightley passing through the garden door and coming towards her. It was the first intimation of his being returned from London. She had been thinking of him the moment before as unquestionably sixteen miles distant. There was time only for the quickest arrangement of mind. She must be collected and calm. In half a minute they were together. The How d ye do s were quiet and constrained on each side. She asked after their mutual friends they were all well. When had he left them Only that morning. He must have had a wet ride. Yes. He meant to walk with her she found. He had just looked into the dining-room and as he was not wanted there preferred being out of doors. She thought he neither looked nor spoke cheerfully and the first possible cause for it suggested by her fears was that he had perhaps been communicating his plans to his brother and was pained by the manner in which they had been received. They walked together. He was silent. She thought he was often looking at her and trying for a fuller view of her face than it suited her to give. And this belief produced another dread. Perhaps he wanted to speak to her of his .