Emma-Jane Austen Volume III-Chapter 8 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 VIII The wretchedness of a scheme to Box Hill was in Emma s thoughts all the evening. How it might be considered by the rest of the party she could not tell. They in their different homes and their different ways might be looking back on it with pleasure but in her view it was a morning more completely misspent more totally bare of rational satisfaction at the time and more to be abhorred in recollection than any she had ever passed. A whole evening of back-gammon with her father was felicity to it. There indeed lay real pleasure for there she was giving up the sweetest hours of the twenty-four to his comfort and feeling that unmerited as might be the degree of his fond affection and confiding esteem she could not in her general conduct be open to any severe reproach. As a daughter she hoped she was not without a heart. She hoped no one could have said to her How could you be so unfeeling to your father I must I will tell you truths while I can. Miss Bates should never again no never If attention in future could do away the past she might hope to be forgiven. She had been often remiss her conscience told her so remiss perhaps more in thought than fact scornful ungracious. But it should be so no more. In the warmth of true contrition she would call upon her the very next morning and it should be the beginning on her side of a regular equal kindly intercourse. She was just as determined when the morrow came and went early that nothing might prevent her. It was not unlikely she thought that she might see Mr. Knightley in her way or perhaps he might come in while she were paying her visit. She had no objection. She would not be ashamed of the appearance of the penitence so justly and truly hers. Her eyes were towards Donwell as she walked but she saw him not. The ladies were all at home. She had never rejoiced at the sound before nor ever before entered the passage nor walked up the stairs with any wish of giving pleasure but in .
