It was now the middle of June and the weather was sunny and hot. Mrs Elton was making plans for a picnic71 on Box Hill. Box Hill was the most beautiful place in the neighbourhood. Mrs Elton and her friends were going to drive there in their carriages. They would take food and drink with them. Mrs Elton started to make all the arrangements! Emma had never been to Box Hill and she wanted to go there. But she did not want to go with Mrs Elton. Mrs Elton went on with her plans for the picnic and then one of the horses went lame74. The visit to Box Hill could not take place that day. ‘What shall we do, Knightley?’ Mrs Elton cried. ‘The weather is good now, but it may not be so good in a few days. And without the horses, we can go nowhere today.’ ‘You can come to Donwell Abbey,’ Mr Knightley said. ‘You will not need horses and carriages. You can walk from the village to my house. My strawberries75 are very fine this year. Come to Donwell Abbey and eat them.’ Mrs Elton was delighted. ‘What a good idea, Knightley,’ she said. ‘All our friends will be there, of course. I shall arrange everything for you. I arrange parties very well.’ ‘You may arrange parties in your own house, Mrs Elton, but not in mine,’ Mr Knightley said. ‘If I ever marry, my wife will make all the arrangements. Until then, I shall arrange things at Donwell Abbey myself.’ ‘Well, you are a strange man!’ Mrs Elton said with a laugh. ‘But I expect that my ideas will be the same as yours. Everything will be very easy, of course. We can all walk about, eat the strawberries and sit together for a picnic under the trees ...’ ‘I am sorry, but my ideas are different from yours, Mrs Elton,’ Mr Knightley said. ‘Eat strawberries in the garden, if you wish. But my servants will prepare food and we will eat it inside - in the dining-room. I want everyone to be cool and comfortable when they visit Donwell Abbey.’