THE WATSONS
very little interruption till she heard of Mr. Howard as a partner.
"Dance with Mr. Howard! Good heavens! you don't say so! Why, he is quite one of the great and grand ones. Did you not find him very high?"
"His manners are of a kind to give me much more ease and confidence than Tom Musgrave's."
"Well, go on. I should have been frightened out of my wits to have had anything to do with the Osbornes' set."
Emma concluded her narration.
"And so you really did not dance with Tom Musgrave at all; but you must have liked him,—you must have been struck with him altogether."
"I do not like him, Elizabeth. I allow his person and air to be good, and that his manners to a certain point—his address rather—is pleasing; but I see nothing else to admire in him. On the contrary, he seems very vain, very conceited, absurdly anxious for distinction, and absolutely contemptible in some of the measures he takes for being so. There is a ridiculousness about him that entertains me; but his company gives me no other agreeable emotion."
"My dearest Emma! you are like nobody else
