Emma – why so wayward?

I finished it. Today. On a mottled bench on a windy afternoon in college. I have a feeling I was going ahead of the book the whole time I was reading it. I knew whom Harriet Smith is going to end up with. I knew who’s after Jane Fairfax. I knew, particularly, who’s going to sweep Emma off her feet. Somehow, it wasn’t as much fun as Pride and Prejudice, even though I knew (then) that Darcy Darcy and Liz were going to be together. I don’t know why. Too many hints, probably. Too expository. Not as mischievous as Pride and Prejudice, or even Sense and Sensibility. But still, still made me chuckle.