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where Mrs. Edwardes was sitting respectably attired in one of the two Satin gowns which went through the winter, and a new cap from the Milliner’s, they entered it with much easier feelings and more natural smiles than they had taken away. Their dress was now to be examined; Mrs. Edwardes acknowledged herself too old-fashioned to approve of every modern extravagance, however sanctioned, and though complacently viewing her daughter’s good looks, would give but a qualified admiration; and Mr. Edwardes, not less satisfied with Mary, paid some Compliments of goodhumoured Gallantry to Emma at her expense. The discussion led to more intimate remarks, and Miss Edwardes gently asked Emma if she were not often reckoned very like her youngest brother. Emma thought she could perceive a faint blush accompany the question, and there seemed something still more suspicious in the manner in which Mr. Edwardes took up the subject. ‘You are paying Miss Emma no great compliment, I think, Mary,’ said he hastily. ‘Mr. Sam Watson is a very good sort of young Man, and I dare say a very clever Surgeon, but his complexion has been rather too much exposed to all weathers, to make a likeness to him very flattering.’ Mary apologized in some confusion. ‘She had not thought a strong Likeness at all incompatible with very different degrees of Beauty. There might be resemblance in Countenance; and the complexion, and even the features be very unlike.’ ‘I know nothing of my Brother’s Beauty,’ said Emma, ‘for I have not seen him since he was seven years old, but my father reckons us alike.’ ‘Mr. Watson!’ cried Mr. Edwardes. ‘Well, you astonish me. There is not the least likeness in the world; your brother’s eyes are grey, yours are brown. He has a long face, and a wide mouth. My dear, do you perceive the least resemblance?’ ‘Not the least. Miss Emma Watson puts me very much in mind of her