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Pride and Prejudice

by Jane Austen

Chapter 1

It is a truth universally acknowledgedthat a single man in
possession of a large fortune must be in want of a wife.

However little known the feelings or views of such a man may
be on his first entering a neighbourhoodthis truth is so well
fixed in the minds of the surrounding familiesthat he is
considered the rightful property of someone or other of their
daughters.

My dear Mr. Bennet,said his lady to him one dayhave you
heard that Netherfield Park is let at last?

Mr. Bennet replied that he had not.

But it is, returned she; for Mrs. Long has just been hereand
she told me all about it.

Mr. Bennet made no answer.

Do you not want to know who has taken it?cried his wife
impatiently.

YOU want to tell me, and I have no objection to hearing it.

This was invitation enough.

Why, my dear, you must know, Mrs. Long says that

Netherfield is taken by a young man of large fortune from the
north of England; that he came down on Monday in a chaise
and four to see the place, and was so much delighted with it,
that he agreed with Mr. Morris immediately; that he is to take
possession before Michaelmas, and some of his servants are to
be in the house by the end of next week.

What is his name?

Bingley.

Is he married or single?

Oh! Single, my dear, to be sure! A single man of large
fortune; four or five thousand a year. What a fine thing for our
girls!

How so? How can it affect them?


My dear Mr. Bennet,replied his wifehow can you be so

tiresome! You must know that I am thinking of his marrying
one of them.

Is that his design in settling here?

Design! Nonsense, how can you talk so! But it is very likely
that he MAY fall in love with one of them, and therefore you
must visit him as soon as he comes.

I see no occasion for that. You and the girls may go, or you
may send them by themselves, which perhaps will be still
better, for as you are as handsome as any of them, Mr. Bingley
may like you the best of the party.

My dear, you flatter me. I certainly HAVE had my share of
beauty, but I do not pretend to be anything extraordinary now.
When a woman has five grown-up daughters, she ought to give
over thinking of her own beauty.

In such cases, a woman has not often much beauty to think
of.

But, my dear, you must indeed go and see Mr. Bingley when
he comes into the neighbourhood.

It is more than I engage for, I assure you.

But consider your daughters. Only think what an
establishment it would be for one of them. Sir William and
Lady Lucas are determined to go, merely on that account, for
in general, you know, they visit no newcomers. Indeed you
must go, for it will be impossible for US to visit him if you do
not.

You are over-scrupulous, surely. I dare say Mr. Bingley will
be very glad to see you; and I will send a few lines by you to
assure him of my hearty consent to his marrying whichever he
chooses of the girls; though I must throw in a good word for

my little Lizzy.

I desire you will do no such thing. Lizzy is not a bit better
than the others; and I am sure she is not half so handsome as
Jane, nor half so good-humoured as Lydia. But you are always
giving HER the preference.

They have none of them much to recommend them,replied
he; "they are all silly and ignorant like other girls; but Lizzy has
something more of quickness than her sisters."

Mr. Bennet, how CAN you abuse your own children in such a
way? You take delight in vexing me. You have no compassion
for my poor nerves.

You mistake me, my dear. I have a high respect for your
nerves. They are my old friends. I have heard you mention
them with consideration these last twenty years at least.

Mr. Bennet was so odd a mixture of quick partssarcastic
humourreserveand capricethat the experience of three-andtwenty
years had been insufficient to make his wife understand
his character. HER mind was less difficult to develop. She was
a woman of mean understandinglittle informationand
uncertain temper. When she was discontentedshe fancied


herself nervous. The business of her life was to get her
daughters married; its solace was visiting and news.

Chapter 2

Mr. Bennet was among the earliest of those who waited on Mr.
Bingley. He had always intended to visit himthough to the last
always assuring his wife that he should not go; and till the
evening after the visit was paid she had no knowledge of it. It
was then disclosed in the following manner: --Observing his
second daughter employed in trimming a hathe suddenly
addressed her with:

I hope Mr. Bingley will like it, Lizzy.

We are not in a way to know WHAT Mr. Bingley likes,said
her mother resentfullysince we are not to visit.

But you forget, mamma,said Elizabeththat we shall meet
him at the assemblies, and that Mrs. Long promised to introduce
him.

I do not believe Mrs. Long will do any such thing. She has two
nieces of her own. She is a selfish, hypocritical woman, and I
have no opinion of her.

No more have I,said Mr. Bennet; "and I am glad to find that
you do not depend on her serving you."

Mrs. Bennet deigned not to make any replybutunable to
contain herselfbegan scolding one of her daughters.

Don't keep coughing so, Kitty, for Heaven's sake! Have a little
compassion on my nerves. You tear them to pieces.

Kitty has no discretion in her coughs,said her father; "she
times them ill."

I do not cough for my own amusement,replied Kitty fretfully.
When is your next ball to be, Lizzy?

To-morrow fortnight.

Aye, so it is,cried her motherand Mrs. Long does not come
back till the day before; so it will be impossible for her to
introduce him, for she will not know him herself.

Then, my dear, you may have the advantage of your friend, and
introduce Mr. Bingley to HER.

Impossible, Mr. Bennet, impossible, when I am not acquainted
with him myself; how can you be so teasing?

I honour your circumspection. A fortnight's acquaintance is
certainly very little. One cannot know what a man really is by
the end of a fortnight. But if WE do not venture somebody else
will; and after all, Mrs. Long and her daughters must stand their


chance; and, therefore, as she will think it an act of kindness, if
you decline the office, I will take it on myself.

The girls stared at their father. Mrs. Bennet said only
Nonsense, nonsense!

What can be the meaning of that emphatic exclamation?cried
he. "Do you consider the forms of introductionand the stress
that is laid on themas nonsense? I cannot quite agree with you
THERE. What say youMary? For you are a young lady of
deep reflectionI knowand read great books and make
extracts."

Mary wished to say something sensiblebut knew not how.

While Mary is adjusting her ideas,he continuedlet us return
to Mr. Bingley.

I am sick of Mr. Bingley,cried his wife.

I am sorry to hear THAT; but why did not you tell me that
before? If I had known as much this morning I certainly would
not have called on him. It is very unlucky; but as I have actually
paid the visit; we cannot escape the acquaintance now.

The astonishment of the ladies was just what he wished; that of
Mrs. Bennet perhaps surpassing the rest; thoughwhen the first
tumult of joy was overshe began to declare that it was what she
had expected all the while.

How good it was in you, my dear Mr. Bennet! But I knew I
should
persuade you at last. I was sure you loved your girls too well to
neglect such an acquaintance. Well, how pleased I am! and it is
such a good joke, too, that you should have gone this morning
and never said a word about it till now.

Now, Kitty, you may cough as much as you choose,said Mr.
Bennet; andas he spokehe left the roomfatigued with the
raptures of his wife.

What an excellent father you havegirls!" said shewhen the
door was shut. "I do not know how you will ever make him
amends for his kindness; or meeitherfor that matter. At our
time of life it is not so pleasantI can tell youto be making new
acquaintances every day; but for your sakeswe would do
anything. Lydiamy lovethough you ARE the youngestI dare
say Mr. Bingley will dance with you at the next ball."

Oh!said Lydia stoutlyI am not afraid; for though I AM the
youngest, I'm the tallest.

The rest of the evening was spent in conjecturing how soon he
would return Mr. Bennet's visitand determining when they
should ask him to dinner.

Chapter 3


Not all that Mrs. Bennethoweverwith the assistance of her
five daughterscould ask on the subjectwas sufficient to draw
from her husband any satisfactory description of Mr. Bingley.
They attacked him in various way-- with barefaced questions
ingenious suppositionsand distant surmises; but he eluded the
skill of them alland they were at last obliged to accept the
second-hand intelligence of their neighbourLady Lucas. Her
report was highly favourable. Sir William had been delighted
with him. He was quite youngwonderfully handsome
extremely agreeableandto crown the wholehe meant to be
at the next assembly with a large party. Nothing could be more
delightful! To be fond of dancing was a certain step towards
falling in love; and very lively hopes of Mr. Bingley's heart
were entertained.

If I can but see one of my daughters happily settled at
Netherfield,said Mrs. Bennet to her husbandand all the
others equally well married, I shall have nothing to wish for.

In a few days Mr. Bingley returned Mr. Bennet's visitand sat
about ten minutes with him in his library. He had entertained
hopes of being admitted to a sight of the young ladiesof
whose beauty he had heard much; but he saw only the father.
The ladies were somewhat more fortunatefor they had the
advantage of ascertaining from an upper window that he wore
a blue coatand rode a black horse.

An invitation to dinner was soon afterwards dispatched; and
already had Mrs. Bennet planned the courses that were to do
credit to her housekeepingwhen an answer arrived which
deferred it all. Mr. Bingley was obliged to be in town the
following dayandconsequentlyunable to accept the honour
of their invitationetc. Mrs. Bennet was quite disconcerted.
She could not imagine what business he could have in town so
soon after his arrival in Hertfordshire; and she began to fear
that he might be always flying about from one place to another
and never settled at Netherfield as he ought to be. Lady Lucas
quieted her fears a little by starting the idea of his being gone
to London only to get a large party for the ball; and a report
soon followedthat Mr. Bingley was to bring twelve ladies and
seven gentlemen with him to the assembly. The girls grieved
over such a number of ladiesbut were comforted the day
before the ball by hearingthat instead of twelve he brought
only six with him from London-- his five sisters and a cousin.
And when the party entered the assembly room it consisted of
only five altogether-- Mr. Bingleyhis two sistersthe husband
of the eldestand another young man.

Mr. Bingley was good-looking and gentlemanlike; he had a
pleasant countenanceand easyunaffected manners. His
sisters were fine womenwith an air of decided fashion. His
brother-in-lawMr. Hurstmerely looked the gentleman; but
his friend Mr. Darcy soon drew the attention of the room by
his finetall personhandsome featuresnoble mienand the
report which was in general circulation within five minutes
after his entranceof his having ten thousand a year. The
gentlemen pronounced him to be a fine figure of a manthe
ladies declared he was much handsomer than Mr. Bingleyand
he was looked at with great admiration for about half the
eveningtill his manners gave a disgust which turned the tide of
his popularity; for he was discovered to be proud; to be above
his companyand above being pleased; and not all his large
estate in Derbyshire could then save him from having a most


forbiddingdisagreeable countenanceand being unworthy to
be compared with his friend.

Mr. Bingley had soon made himself acquainted with all the
principal people in the room; he was lively and unreserved
danced every dancewas angry that the ball closed so early
and talked of giving one himself at Netherfield. Such amiable
qualities must speak for themselves. What a contrast between
him and his friend! Mr. Darcy danced only once with Mrs.
Hurst and once with Miss Bingleydeclined being introduced
to any other ladyand spent the rest of the evening in walking
about the roomspeaking occasionally to one of his own party.
His character was decided. He was the proudestmost
disagreeable man in the worldand everybody hoped that he
would never come there again. Amongst the most violent
against him was Mrs. Bennetwhose dislike of his general
behaviour was sharpened into particular resentment by his
having slighted one of her daughters.

Elizabeth Bennet had been obligedby the scarcity of
gentlemento sit down for two dances; and during part of that
timeMr. Darcy had been standing near enough for her to hear
a conversation between him and Mr. Bingleywho came from
the dance for a few minutesto press his friend to join it.

Come, Darcy,said heI must have you dance. I hate to see
you standing about by yourself in this stupid manner. You had
much better dance.

I certainly shall not. You know how I detest it, unless I am
particularly acquainted with my partner. At such an assembly as
this it would be insupportable. Your sisters are engaged, and
there is not another woman in the room whom it would not be a
punishment to me to stand up with.

I would not be so fastidious as you are,cried Mr. Bingley
for a kingdom! Upon my honour, I never met with so many
pleasant girls in my life as I have this evening; and there are
several of them you see uncommonly pretty.

YOU are dancing with the only handsome girl in the room,
said Mr. Darcylooking at the eldest Miss Bennet.

Oh! She is the most beautiful creature I ever beheld! But
there is one of her sisters sitting down just behind you, who is
very pretty, and I dare say very agreeable. Do let me ask my
partner to introduce you.

Which do you mean?and turning round he looked for a
moment at Elizabethtill catching her eyehe withdrew his own
and coldly said: "She is tolerablebut not handsome enough to
tempt ME; I am in no humour at present to give consequence
to young ladies who are slighted by other men. You had better
return to your partner and enjoy her smilesfor you are wasting
your time with me."

Mr. Bingley followed his advice. Mr. Darcy walked off; and
Elizabeth remained with no very cordial feelings toward him.
She told the storyhoweverwith great spirit among her
friends; for she had a livelyplayful dispositionwhich delighted
in anything ridiculous.

The evening altogether passed off pleasantly to the whole
family. Mrs. Bennet had seen her eldest daughter much


admired by the Netherfield party. Mr. Bingley had danced with
her twiceand she had been distinguished by his sisters. Jane
was as much gratified by this as her mother could bethough in
a quieter way. Elizabeth felt Jane's pleasure. Mary had heard
herself mentioned to Miss Bingley as the most accomplished
girl in the neighbourhood; and Catherine and Lydia had been
fortunate enough never to be without partnerswhich was all
that they had yet learnt to care for at a ball. They returned
thereforein good spirits to Longbournthe village where they
livedand of which they were the principal inhabitants. They
found Mr. Bennet still up. With a book he was regardless of
time; and on the present occasion he had a good deal of
curiosity as to the events of an evening which had raised such
splendid expectations. He had rather hoped that his wife's
views on the stranger would be disappointed; but he soon
found out that he had a different story to hear.

Oh! my dear Mr. Bennet,as she entered the roomwe have
had a most delightful evening, a most excellent ball. I wish you
had been there. Jane was so admired, nothing could be like it.
Everybody said how well she looked; and Mr. Bingley thought
her quite beautiful, and danced with her twice! Only think of
THAT, my dear; he actually danced with her twice! and she was
the only creature in the room that he asked a second time.
First of all, he asked Miss Lucas. I was so vexed to see him
stand up with her! But, however, he did not admire her at all;
indeed, nobody can, you know; and he seemed quite struck with
Jane as she was going down the dance. So he inquired who she
was, and got introduced, and asked her for the two next. Then
the two third he danced with Miss King, and the two fourth with

Maria Lucas, and the two fifth with Jane again, and the two
sixth with Lizzy, and the BOULANGER--

If he had had any compassion for ME,cried her husband
impatientlyhe would not have danced half so much! For God's
sake, say no more of his partners. O that he had
sprained his ankle in the first place!

Oh! my dear, I am quite delighted with him. He is so
excessively handsome! And his sisters are charming women. I
never in my life saw anything more elegant than their dresses. I
dare say the lace upon Mrs. Hurst's gown--

Here she was interrupted again. Mr. Bennet protested against
any description of finery. She was therefore obliged to seek
another branch of the subjectand relatedwith much bitterness
of spirit and some exaggerationthe shocking rudeness of Mr.
Darcy.

But I can assure you,she addedthat Lizzy does not lose
much by not suiting HIS fancy; for he is a most disagreeable,
horrid man, not at all worth pleasing. So high and so conceited
that there was no enduring him! He walked here, and he
walked there, fancying himself so very great! Not handsome
enough to dance with! I wish you had been there, my dear, to
have given him one of your set-downs. I quite detest the man.

Chapter 4


When Jane and Elizabeth were alonethe formerwho had been
cautious in her praise of Mr. Bingley beforeexpressed to her
sister just how very much she admired him.

He is just what a young man ought to be,said shesensible,
good-humoured, lively; and I never saw such happy manners!-so
much ease, with such perfect good breeding!

He is also handsome,replied Elizabethwhich a young man
ought likewise to be, if he possibly can. His character is thereby
complete.

I was very much flattered by his asking me to dance a second
time. I did not expect such a compliment.

Did not you? I did for you. But that is one great difference
between us. Compliments always take YOU by surprise, and
ME never. What could be more natural than his asking you
again? He could not help seeing that you were about five times
as pretty as every other woman in the room. No thanks to his
gallantry for that. Well, he certainly is very agreeable, and I
give you leave to like him. You have liked many a stupider
person.

Dear Lizzy!

Oh! you are a great deal too apt, you know, to like people in
general. You never see a fault in anybody. All the world are
good and agreeable in your eyes. I never heard you speak ill of
a human being in your life.

I would not wish to be hasty in censuring anyone; but I always
speak what I think.

I know you do; and it is THAT which makes the wonder. With
YOUR good sense, to be so honestly blind to the follies and
nonsense of others! Affectation of candour is common enough-one
meets with it everywhere. But to be candid without
ostentation or design-- to take the good of everybody's
character and make it still better, and say nothing of the bad-belongs
to you alone. And so you like this man's sisters, too, do
you? Their manners are not equal to his.

Certainly not-- at first. But they are very pleasing women when
you converse with them. Miss Bingley is to live with her
brother, and keep his house; and I am much mistaken if we shall
not find a very charming neighbour in her.

Elizabeth listened in silencebut was not convinced; their
behaviour at the assembly had not been calculated to please in
general; and with more quickness of observation and less pliancy
of temper than her sisterand with a judgement too unassailed by
any attention to herselfshe was very little disposed to approve
them. They were in fact very fine ladies; not deficient in good
humour when they were pleasednor in the power of making
themselves agreeable when they chose itbut proud and
conceited. They were rather handsomehad been educated in
one of the first private seminaries in townhad a fortune of
twenty thousand poundswere in the habit of spending more
than they oughtand of associating with people of rankand
were therefore in every respect entitled to think well of
themselvesand meanly of others. They were of a respectable


family in the north of England; a circumstance more deeply
impressed on their memories than that their brother's fortune
and their own had been acquired by trade.

Mr. Bingley inherited property to the amount of nearly a
hundred thousand pounds from his fatherwho had intended to
purchase an estatebut did not live to do it. Mr. Bingley
intended it likewiseand sometimes made choice of his county;
but as he was now provided with a good house and the liberty of
a manorit was doubtful to many of those who best knew the
easiness of his temperwhether he might not spend the
remainder of his days at Netherfieldand leave the next
generation to purchase.

His sisters were anxious for his having an estate of his own; but
though he was now only established as a tenantMiss Bingley
was by no means unwilling to preside at his table-- nor was Mrs.
Hurstwho had married a man of more fashion than fortuneless
disposed to consider his house as her home when it suited her.
Mr. Bingley had not been or age two yearswhen he was tempted
by an accidental recommendation to look at Netherfield House.
He did look at itand into it for half-an-hour-- was pleased with
the situation and the principal roomssatisfied with what the
owner said in its praiseand took it immediately.

Between him and Darcy there was a very steady friendshipin
spite of great opposition of character. Bingley was endeared to
Darcy by the easinessopennessand ductility of his temper
though no disposition could offer a greater contrast to his own
and though with his own he never appeared dissatisfied. On the
strength of Darcy's regardBingley had the firmest relianceand
of his judgement the highest opinion. In understandingDarcy
was the superior. Bingley was by no means deficientbut Darcy
was clever. He was at the same time haughtyreservedand
fastidiousand his mannersthough well-bredwere not inviting.
In that respect his friend had greatly the advantage. Bingley was
sure of being liked wherever he appearedDarcy was continually
giving offense.

The manner in which they spoke of the Meryton assembly was
sufficiently characteristic. Bingley had never met with more
pleasant people or prettier girls in his life; everybody had been
most kind and attentive to him; there had been no formalityno
stiffness; he had soon felt acquainted with all the room; andas
to Miss Bennethe could not conceive an angel more beautiful.
Darcyon the contraryhad seen a collection of people in whom
there was little beauty and no fashionfor none of whom he had
felt the smallest interestand from none received either attention
or pleasure. Miss Bennet he acknowledged to be prettybut she
smiled too much.

Mrs. Hurst and her sister allowed it to be so-- but still they
admired her and liked herand pronounced her to be a sweet
girland one whom they would not object to know more of.
Miss Bennet was therefore established as a sweet girland their
brother felt authorized by such commendation to think of her as
he chose.

Chapter 5


Within a short walk of Longbourn lived a family with whom
the Bennets were particularly intimate. Sir William Lucas had
been formerly in trade in Merytonwhere he had made a
tolerable fortuneand risen to the honour of knighthood by an
address to the king during his mayoralty. The distinction had
perhaps been felt too strongly. It had given him a disgust to
his businessand to his residence in a small market town; and
in quitting them bothhe had removed with his family to a
house about a mile from Merytondenominated from that
period Lucas Lodgewhere he could think with pleasure of his
own importanceandunshackled by businessoccupy himself
solely in being civil to all the world. Forthough elated by his
rankit did not render him supercilious; on the contraryhe was
all attention to everybody. By nature inoffensivefriendlyand
obliginghis presentation at St. James's had made him
courteous.


Lady Lucas was a very good kind of womannot too clever to
be a valuable neighbour to Mrs. Bennet. They had several
children. The eldest of thema sensibleintelligent young
womanabout twenty-sevenwas Elizabeth's intimate friend.


That the Miss Lucases and the Miss Bennets should meet to
talk over a ball was absolutely necessary; and the morning after
the assembly brought the former to Longbourn to hear and to
communicate. "YOU began the evening wellCharlotte said
Mrs. Bennet with civil self-command to Miss Lucas. YOU
were Mr. Bingley's first choice."


Yes; but he seemed to like his second better.


Oh! you mean Jane, I suppose, because he danced with her
twice. To be sure that DID seem as if he admired her-- indeed I
rather believe he DID-- I heard something about it-- but I
hardly know what-- something about Mr. Robinson.


Perhaps you mean what I overheard between him and Mr.
Robinson; did not I mention it to you? Mr. Robinson's asking
him how he liked our Meryton assemblies, and whether he did
not think there were a great many pretty women in the room,
and WHICH he thought the prettiest? and his answering
immediately to the last question: 'Oh! the eldest Miss Bennet,
beyond a doubt; there cannot be two opinions on that point.'


Upon my word! Well, that is very decided indeed-- that does
seem as if-- but, however, it may all come to nothing, you
know.


MY overhearings were more to the purpose than YOURS,
Eliza,said Charlotte. "Mr. Darcy is not so well worth
listening to as his friendis he?-- poor Eliza!-- to be only just
TOLERABLE."


I beg you would not put it into Lizzy's head to be vexed by
his ill-treatment, for he is such a disagreeable man, that it
would be quite a misfortune to be liked by him. Mrs. Long
told me last night that he sat close to her for half-an-hour
without once opening his lips.


Are you quite sure, ma'am?-- is not there a little mistake?
said Jane. "I certainly saw Mr. Darcy speaking to her."



Aye-- because she asked him at last how he liked Netherfield,
and he could not help answering her; but she said he seemed
quite angry at being spoke to.

Miss Bingley told me,said Janethat he never speaks much,
unless among his intimate acquaintances. With THEM he is
remarkably agreeable.

I do not believe a word of it, my dear. If he had been so very
agreeable, he would have talked to Mrs. Long. But I can guess
how it was; everybody says that he is eat up with pride, and I
dare say he had heard somehow that Mrs. Long does not keep
a carriage, and had come to the ball in a hack chaise.

I do not mind his not talking to Mrs. Long,said Miss Lucas
but I wish he had danced with Eliza.

Another time, Lizzy,said her motherI would not dance
with HIM, if I were you.

I believe, ma'am, I may safely promise you NEVER to dance
with him.

His pride,said Miss Lucasdoes not offend ME so much as
pride often does, because there is an excuse for it. One cannot
wonder that so very fine a young man, with family, fortune,
everything in his favour, should think highly of himself. If I
may so express it, he has a RIGHT to be proud.

That is very true,replied Elizabethand I could easily
forgive HIS pride, if he had not mortified MINE.

Pride,observed Marywho piqued herself upon the solidity
of her reflectionsis a very common failing, I believe. By all
that I have ever read, I am convinced that it is very common
indeed; that human nature is particularly prone to it, and that
there are very few of us who do not cherish a feeling of
self-complacency on the score of some quality or other, real or
imaginary. Vanity and pride are different things, though the
words are often used synonymously. A person may be proud
without being vain. Pride relates more to our opinion of
ourselves, vanity to what we would have others think of us.

If I were as rich as Mr. Darcy,cried a young Lucaswho
came with his sistersI should not care how proud I was. I
would keep a pack of foxhounds, and drink a bottle of wine a
day.

Then you would drink a great deal more than you ought,said
Mrs. Bennet; "and if I were to see you at itI should take away
your bottle directly."

The boy protested that she should not; she continued to declare
that she wouldand the argument ended only with the visit.

Chapter 6


The ladies of Longbourn soon waited on those of Netherfield.
The visit was soon returned in due form. Miss Bennet's
pleasing manners grew on the goodwill of Mrs. Hurst and Miss
Bingley; and though the mother was found to be intolerable
and the younger sisters not worth speaking toa wish of
being better acquainted with THEM was expressed towards
the two eldest. By Janethis attention was received with the
greatest pleasurebut Elizabeth still saw superciliousness in
their treatment of everybodyhardly excepting even her sister
and could not like them; though their kindness to Janesuch as it
washad a value as arising in all probability from the influence
of their brother's admiration. It was generally evident
whenever they metthat he DID admire her and to HER it was
equally evident that Jane was yielding to the preference which
she had begun to entertain for him from the firstand was in a
way to be very much in love; but she considered with pleasure
that it was not likely to be discovered by the world in general
since Jane unitedwith great strength of feelinga composure
of temper and a uniform cheerfulness of manner which would
guard her from the suspicions of the impertinent. She
mentioned this to her friend Miss Lucas.

It may perhaps be pleasant,replied Charlotteto be able to
impose on the public in such a case; but it is sometimes a
disadvantage to be so very guarded. If a woman conceals her
affection with the same skill from the object of it, she may lose
the opportunity of fixing him; and it will then be but poor
consolation to believe the world equally in the dark. There is
so much of gratitude or vanity in almost every attachment, that
it is not safe to leave any to itself. We can all BEGIN freely-- a
slight preference is natural enough; but there are very few of us
who have heart enough to be really in love without
encouragement. In nine cases out of ten a women had better
show MORE affection than she feels. Bingley, likes your
sister, undoubtedly; but he may never do more than like her, if
she does not help him on.

But she does help him on, as much as her nature will allow. If
I can perceive her regard for him, he must be a simpleton,
indeed, not to discover it too.

Remember, Eliza, that he does not know Jane's disposition as
you do.

But if a woman is partial to a man, and does not endeavour to
conceal it, he must find it out.

Perhaps he must, if he sees enough of her. But, though
Bingley and Jane meet tolerably often, it is never for many
hours together; and, as they always see each other in large
mixed parties, it is impossible that every moment should be
employed in conversing together. Jane should therefore make
the most of every half-hour in which she can command his
attention. When she is secure of him, there will be more leisure
for falling in love as much as she chooses.

Your plan is a good one,replied Elizabethwhere nothing is
in question but the desire of being well married, and if I were
determined to get a rich husband, or any husband, I dare say I
should adopt it. But these are not Jane's feelings; she is not
acting by design. As yet, she cannot even be certain of the
degree of her own regard nor of its reasonableness. She has
known him only a fortnight. She danced four dances with him


at Meryton; she saw him one morning at his own house, and
has since dined with him in company four times. This is not
quite enough to make her understand his character.

Not as you represent it. Had she merely DINED with him, she
might only have discovered whether he had a good appetite; but
you must remember that four evenings have also been spent
together-- and four evenings may do a great deal.

Yes; these four evenings have enabled them to ascertain that
they both like Vingt-un better than Commerce; but with respect
to any other leading characteristic, I do not imagine that much
has been unfolded.

Well,said CharlotteI wish Jane success with all my heart;
and if she were married to him to-morrow, I should think she
had as good a chance of happiness as if she were to be studying
his character for a twelvemonth. Happiness in marriage is
entirely a matter of chance. If the dispositions of the parties are
ever so well known to each other or ever so similar beforehand,
it does not advance their felicity in the least. They always
continue to grow sufficiently unlike afterwards to have their
share of vexation; and it is better to know as little as possible of
the defects of the person with whom you are to pass your life.

You make me laugh, Charlotte; but it is not sound. You know
it is not sound, and that you would never act in this way
yourself.

Occupied in observing Mr. Bingley's attentions to her sister
Elizabeth was far from suspecting that she was herself becoming
an object of some interest in the eyes of his friend. Mr. Darcy
had at first scarcely allowed her to be pretty; he had looked at
her without admiration at the ball; and when they next methe
looked at her only to criticise. But no sooner had he made it
clear to himself and his friends that she hardly had a good feature
in her facethan he began to find it was rendered uncommonly
intelligent by the beautiful expression of her dark eyes. To this
discovery succeeded some others equally mortifying. Though he
had detected with a critical eye more than one failure of perfect
symmetry in her formhe was forced to acknowledge her figure
to be light and pleasing; and in spite of his asserting that her
manners were not those of the fashionable worldhe was caught
by their easy playfulness. Of this she was perfectly unaware; to
her he was only the man who made himself agreeable nowhere
and who had not thought her handsome enough to dance with.

He began to wish to know more of herand as a step towards
conversing with her himselfattended to her conversation with
others. His doing so drew her notice. It was at Sir William
Lucas'swhere a large party were assembled.

What does Mr. Darcy mean,said she to Charlotteby
listening to my conversation with Colonel Forster?

That is a question which Mr. Darcy only can answer.

But if he does it any more I shall certainly let him know that I
see what he is about. He has a very satirical eye, and if I do not
begin by being impertinent myself, I shall soon grow afraid of
him.

On his approaching them soon afterwardsthough without
seeming to have any intention of speakingMiss Lucas defied


her friend to mention such a subject to him; which immediately
provoking Elizabeth to do itshe turned to him and said:


Did you not think, Mr. Darcy, that I expressed myself
uncommonly well just now, when I was teasing Colonel Forster
to give us a ball at Meryton?


With great energy; but it is always a subject which makes a lady
energetic.


You are severe on us.


It will be HER turn soon to be teased,said Miss Lucas. "I
am going to open the instrumentElizaand you know what
follows."


You are a very strange creature by way of a friend!-- always
wanting me to play and sing before anybody and everybody! If
my vanity had taken a musical turn, you would have been
invaluable; but as it is, I would really rather not sit down before
those who must be in the habit of hearing the very best
performers.On Miss Lucas's perseveringhowevershe added
Very well, if it must be so, it must.And gravely glancing at Mr.
DarcyThere is a fine old saying, which everybody here is of
course familiar with: 'Keep your breath to cool your porridge';
and I shall keep mine to swell my song.


Her performance was pleasingthough by no means capital.
After a song or twoand before she could reply to the entreaties
of several that she would sing againshe was eagerly succeeded
at the instrument by her sister Marywho havingin consequence
of being the only plain one in the familyworked hard for
knowledge and accomplishmentswas always impatient for
display.


Mary had neither genius nor taste; and though vanity had given
her applicationit had given her likewise a pedantic air and
conceited mannerwhich would have injured a higher degree of
excellence than she had reached. Elizabetheasy and unaffected
had been listened to with much more pleasurethough not
playing half so well; and Maryat the end of a long concerto
was glad to purchase praise and gratitude by Scotch and Irish
airsat the request of her younger sisterswhowith some of the
Lucasesand two or three officersjoined eagerly in dancing at
one end of the room.


Mr. Darcy stood near them in silent indignation at such a mode
of passing the eveningto the exclusion of all conversationand
was too much engrossed by his thoughts to perceive that Sir
William Lucas was his neighbourtill Sir William thus began:


What a charming amusement for young people this is, Mr.
Darcy! There is nothing like dancing after all. I consider it as
one of the first refinements of polished society.


Certainly, sir; and it has the advantage also of being in vogue
amongst the less polished societies of the world. Every savage
can dance.


Sir William only smiled. "Your friend performs delightfully he
continued after a pause, on seeing Bingley join the group; and I
doubt not that you are an adept in the science yourselfMr.
Darcy."



You saw me dance at Meryton, I believe, sir.

Yes, indeed, and received no inconsiderable pleasure from the
sight. Do you often dance at St. James's?

Never, sir.

Do you not think it would be a proper compliment to the
place?

It is a compliment which I never pay to any place if I can avoid it.

You have a house in town, I conclude?

Mr. Darcy bowed.

I had once had some thought of fixing in town myself-- for I am
fond of superior society; but I did not feel quite certain that the
air of London would agree with Lady Lucas.

He paused in hopes of an answer; but his companion was not
disposed to make any; and Elizabeth at that instant moving
towards themhe was struck with the action of doing a very
gallant thingand called out to her:

My dear Miss Eliza, why are you not dancing? Mr. Darcy, you
must allow me to present this young lady to you as a very
desirable partner. You cannot refuse to dance, I am sure when
so much beauty is before you.Andtaking her handhe would
have given it to Mr. Darcy whothough extremely surprised
was not unwilling to receive itwhen she instantly drew back
and said with some discomposure to Sir William:

Indeed, sir, I have not the least intention of dancing. I entreat
you not to suppose that I moved this way in order to beg for a
partner.

Mr. Darcywith grave proprietyrequested to be allowed the
honour of her handbut in vain. Elizabeth was determined; nor
did Sir William at all shake her purpose by his attempt at
persuasion.

You excel so much in the dance, Miss Eliza, that it is cruel to
deny me the happiness of seeing you; and though this gentleman
dislikes the amusement in general, he can have no objection, I
am sure, to oblige us for one half-hour.

Mr. Darcy is all politeness,said Elizabethsmiling.

He is, indeed; but, considering the inducement, my dear Miss
Eliza, we cannot wonder at his complaisance-- for who would
object to such a partner?

Elizabeth looked archlyand turned away. Her resistance had
not injured her with the gentlemanand he was thinking of her
with some complacencywhen thus accosted by Miss Bingley:

I can guess the subject of your reverie.

I should imagine not.

You are considering how insupportable it would be to pass
many evenings in this manner-- in such society; and indeed I am
quite of you opinion. I was never more annoyed! The insipidity,


and yet the noise-- the nothingness, and yet the self-importance
of all those people! What would I give to hear your strictures on
them!

You conjecture is totally wrong, I assure you. My mind was
more agreeably engaged. I have been meditating on the very
great pleasure which a pair of fine eyes in the face of a pretty
woman can bestow.

Miss Bingley immediately fixed her eyes on his facea desired he
would tell her what lady had the credit of inspiring such
reflections. Mr. Darcy replied with great intrepidity:

Miss Elizabeth Bennet.

Miss Elizabeth Bennet!repeated Miss Bingley. "I am all
astonishment. How long has she been such a favourite?-- and
praywhen am I to wish you joy?"

That is exactly the question which I expected you to ask. A
lady's imagination is very rapid; it jumps from admiration to
love, from love to matrimony, in a moment. I knew you would
be wishing me joy.

Nay, if you are serious about it, I shall consider the matter is
absolutely settled. You will be having a charming
mother-in-law, indeed; and, of course, she will always be at
Pemberley with you.

He listened to her with perfect indifference while she chose to
entertain herself in this manner; and as his composure convinced
her that all was safeher wit flowed long.

Chapter 7

Mr. Bennet's property consisted almost entirely in an estate of
two thousand a yearwhichunfortunately for his daughterswas
entailedin default of heirs maleon a distant relation; and their
mother's fortunethough ample for her situation in lifecould
but ill supply the deficiency of his. Her father had been an
attorney in Merytonand had left her four thousand pounds.

She had a sister married to a Mr. Phillipswho had been a clerk
to their father and succeeded him in the businessand a brother
settled in London in a respectable line of trade.

The village of Longbourn was only one mile from Meryton; a
most convenient distance for the young ladieswho were usually
tempted thither three or four times a weekto pay their duty to
their aunt and to a milliner's shop just over the way. The two
youngest of the familyCatherine and Lydiawere particularly
frequent in these attentions; their minds were more vacant than
their sisters'and when nothing better offereda walk to
Meryton was necessary to amuse their morning hours and
furnish conversation for the evening; and however bare of news
the country in general might bethey always contrived to learn
some from their aunt. At presentindeedthey were well


supplied both with news and happiness by the recent arrival of
a militia regiment in the neighbourhood; it was to remain the
whole winterand Meryton was the headquarters.

Their visits to Mrs. Phillips were now productive of the most
interesting intelligence. Every day added something to their
knowledge of the officers' names and connections. Their
lodgings were not long a secretand at length they began to
know the officers themselves. Mr. Phillips visited them alland
this opened to his nieces a store of felicity unknown before.
They could talk of nothing but officers; and Mr. Bingley's large
fortunethe mention of which gave animation to their mother
was worthless in their eyes when opposed to the regimentals of
an ensign.

After listening one morning to their effusions on this subjectMr.
Bennet coolly observed:

From all that I can collect by your manner of talking, you must
be two of the silliest girls in the country. I have suspected it
some time, but I am now convinced.

Catherine was disconcertedand made no answer; but Lydia
with perfect indifferencecontinued to express her admiration of
Captain Carterand her hope of seeing him in the course of the
dayas he was going the next morning to London.

I am astonished, my dear,said Mrs. Bennetthat you should
be so ready to think your own children silly. If I wished to think
slightingly of anybody's children, it should not be of my own,
however.

If my children are silly, I must hope to be always sensible of it.

Yes-- but as it happens, they are all of them very clever.

This is the only point, I flatter myself, on which we do not
agree. I had hoped that our sentiments coincided in every
particular, but I must so far differ from you as to think our two
youngest daughters uncommonly foolish.

My dear Mr. Bennet, you must not expect such girls to have
the sense of their father and mother. When they get to our age, I
dare say they will not think about officers any more than we do.
I remember the time when I liked a red coat myself very well-and,
indeed, so I do still at my heart; and if a smart young
colonel, with five or six thousand a year, should want one of my
girls I shall not say nay to him; and I thought Colonel Forster
looked very becoming the other night at Sir William's in his
regimentals.

Mamma,cried Lydiamy aunt says that Colonel Forster and
Captain Carter do not go so often to Miss Watson's as they did
when they first came; she sees them now very often standing in
Clarke's library.

Mrs. Bennet was prevented replying by the entrance of the
footman with a note for Miss Bennet; it came from Netherfield
and the servant waited for an answer. Mrs. Bennet's eyes
sparkled with pleasureand she was eagerly calling outwhile
her daughter read:

Well, Jane, who is it from? What is it about? What does he
say? Well, Jane, make haste and tell us; make haste, my love.


It is from Miss Bingley,said Janeand then read it aloud.

MY DEAR FRIEND,-


If you are not so compassionate as to dine to-day with
Louisa and mewe shall be in danger of hating each other for
the rest of our livesfor a whole day's tete-a-tete between two
women can never end without a quarrel. Come as soon as you
can on receipt of this. My brother and the gentlemen are to dine
with the officers.-- Yours ever

CAROLINE BINGLEY

With the officers!cried Lydia. "I wonder my aunt did not tell
us of THAT."

Dining out,said Mrs. Bennetthat is very unlucky.

Can I have the carriage?said Jane.

No, my dear, you had better go on horseback, because it seems
likely to rain; and then you must stay all night.

That would be a good scheme,said Elizabethif you were
sure that they would not offer to send her home.

Oh! but the gentlemen will have Mr. Bingley's chaise to go to
Meryton, and the Hursts have no horses to theirs.

I had much rather go in the coach.

But, my dear, your father cannot spare the horses, I am sure.
They are wanted in the farm, Mr. Bennet, are they not?

They are wanted in the farm much oftener than I can get them."

But if you have got them to-day,said Elizabethmy mother's
purpose will be answered.

She did at last extort from her father an acknowledgment that
the horses were engaged; Jane was therefore obliged to go on
horsebackand her mother attended her to the door with many
cheerful prognostics of a bad day. Her hopes were answered;
Jane had not been gone long before it rained hard. Her sisters
were uneasy for herbut her mother was delighted. The rain
continued the whole evening without intermission; Jane certainly
could not some back.

This was a lucky idea of mine, indeed!said Mrs. Bennet more
than onceas if the credit of making it rain were all her own. Till
the next morninghowevershe was not aware of all the felicity
of her contrivance. Breakfast was scarcely over when a servant
from Netherfield brought the following note for Elizabeth:

MY DEAREST LIZZY,-


I find myself very unwell this morningwhichI
supposeis to be imputed to my getting wet through yesterday.
My kind friends will not hear of my returning till I am better.
They insist also on my seeing Mr. Jones-- therefore do not be
alarmed if you should hear of his having been to me-- and
excepting a sore throat and headachethere is not much the
matter with me.-- Yoursetc."

Well, my dear,said Mr. Bennetwhen Elizabeth had read the
note aloudif your daughter should have a dangerous fit of


illness-- if she should die, it would be a comfort to know that it
was all in pursuit of Mr. Bingley, and under your orders.

Oh! I am not afraid of her dying. People do not die of little
trifling colds. She will be taken good care of. As long as she
stays there, it is all very well. I would go an see her if I could
have the carriage.

Elizabethfeeling really anxiouswas determined to go to her
though the carriage was not to be had; and as she was no
horsewomanwalking was her only alternative. She declared her
resolution.

How can you be so silly,cried her motheras to think of such
a thing, in all this dirt! You will not be fit to be seen when you
get there.

I shall be very fit to see Jane-- which is all I want.

Is this a hint to me, Lizzy,said her fatherto send for the horses?

No, indeed, I do not wish to avoid the walk. The distance is
nothing when one has a motive; only three miles. I shall be back
by dinner.

I admire the activity of your benevolence,observed Marybut
every impulse of feeling should be guided by reason; and, in my
opinion, exertion should always be in proportion to what is
required.

We will go as far as Meryton with you,said Catherine and
Lydia. Elizabeth accepted their companyand the three young
ladies set off together.

If we make haste,said Lydiaas they walked alongperhaps
we may see something of Captain Carter before he goes.

In Meryton they parted; the two youngest repaired to the
lodgings of one of the officers' wives, and Elizabeth continued
her walk alone, crossing field after field at a quick pace, jumping
over stiles and springing over puddles with impatient activity,
and finding herself at last within view of the house, with weary
ankles, dirty stockings, and a face glowing with the warmth of
exercise.

She was shown into the breakfast-parlour, where all but Jane
were assembled, and where her appearance created a great deal
of surprise. That she should have walked three miles so early in
the day, in such dirty weather, and by herself, was almost
incredible to Mrs. Hurst and Miss Bingley; and Elizabeth was
convinced that they held her in contempt for it. She was
received, however, very politely by them; and in their brother's
manners there was something better than politeness; there was
good humour and kindness. Mr. Darcy said very little, and Mr.
Hurst nothing at all. The former was divided between
admiration of the brilliancy which exercise had given to her
complexion, and doubt as to the occasion's justifying her coming
so far alone. The latter was thinking only of his breakfast.

Her inquiries after her sister were not very favourably answered.
Miss Bennet had slept ill, and though up, was very feverish, and
not well enough to leave her room. Elizabeth was glad to be
taken to her immediately; and Jane, who had only been withheld
by the fear of giving alarm or inconvenience from expressing in


her note how much she longed for such a visit, was delighted at
her entrance. She was not equal, however, to much
conversation, and when Miss Bingley left them together, could
attempt little besides expressions of gratitude for the
extraordinary kindness she was treated with. Elizabeth silently
attended her.

When breakfast was over they were joined by the sisters; and
Elizabeth began to like them herself, when she saw how much
affection and solicitude they showed for Jane. The apothecary
came, and having examined his patient, said, as might be
supposed, that she had caught a violent cold, and that they must
endeavour to get the better of it; advised her to return to bed,
and promised her some draughts. The advice was followed
readily, for the feverish symptoms increased, and her head ached
acutely. Elizabeth did not quit her room for a moment; nor were
the other ladies often absent; the gentlemen being out, they had,
in fact, nothing to do elsewhere.

When the clock struck three, Elizabeth felt that she must go, and
very unwillingly said so. Miss Bingley offered her the carriage,
and she only wanted a little pressing to accept it, when Jane
testified such concern in parting with her, that Miss Bingley was
obliged to convert the offer of the chaise to an invitation to
remain at Netherfield for the present. Elizabeth most thankfully
consented, and a servant was dispatched to Longbourn to
acquaint the family with her stay and bring back a supply of
clothes.

Chapter 8

At five o'clock the two ladies retired to dress, and at half-past
six Elizabeth was summoned to dinner. To the civil inquiries
which then poured in, and amongst which she had the pleasure
of distinguishing the much superior solicitude of Mr. Bingley's,
she could not make a very favourable answer. Jane was by no
means better. The sisters, on hearing this, repeated three or four
times how much they were grieved, how shocking it was to have
a bad cold, and how excessively they disliked being ill
themselves; and then thought no more of the matter: and their
indifference towards Jane when not immediately before them
restored Elizabeth to the enjoyment of all her former dislike.

Their brother, indeed, was the only one of the party whom she
could regard with any complacency. His anxiety for Jane was
evident, and his attentions to herself most pleasing, and they
prevented her feeling herself so much an intruder as she
believed she was considered by the others. She had very little
notice from any but him. Miss Bingley was engrossed by Mr.
Darcy, her sister scarcely less so; and as for Mr. Hurst, by whom
Elizabeth sat, he was an indolent man, who lived only to eat,
drink, and play at cards; who, when he found her to prefer a
plain dish to a ragout, had nothing to say to her.

When dinner was over, she returned directly to Jane, and Miss
Bingley began abusing her as soon as she was out of the room.
Her manners were pronounced to be very bad indeed, a mixture


of pride and impertinence; she had no conversation, no style, no
beauty. Mrs. Hurst thought the same, and added:

She has nothingin shortto recommend herbut being an
excellent walker. I shall never forget her appearance this
morning. She really looked almost wild."

She did, indeed, Louisa. I could hardly keep my countenance.
Very nonsensical to come at all! Why must SHE be scampering
about the country, because her sister had a cold? Her hair, so
untidy, so blowsy!

Yes, and her petticoat; I hope you saw her petticoat, six inches
deep in mud, I am absolutely certain; and the gown which had
been let down to hide it not doing its office.

Your picture may be very exact, Louisa,said Bingley; "but
this was all lost upon me. I thought Miss Elizabeth Bennet
looked remarkably well when she came into the room this
morning. Her dirty petticoat quite escaped my notice."

YOU observed it, Mr. Darcy, I am sure,said Miss Bingley;
and I am inclined to think that you would not wish to see
YOUR sister make such an exhibition.

Certainly not.

To walk three miles, or four miles, or five miles, or whatever it
is, above her ankles in dirt, and alone, quite alone! What could
she mean by it? It seems to me to show an abominable sort of
conceited independence, a most country-town indifference to
decorum.

It shows an affection for her sister that is very pleasing,said
Bingley.

I am afraid, Mr. Darcy,observed Miss Bingley in a half
whisperthat this adventure has rather affected your
admiration of her fine eyes.

Not at all,he replied; "they were brightened by the exercise."
A short pause followed this speechand Mrs. Hurst began again:

I have a excessive regard for Miss Jane Bennet, she is really a
very sweet girl, and I wish with all my heart she were well
settled. But with such a father and mother, and such low
connections, I am afraid there is no chance of it.

I think I have heard you say that their uncle is an attorney on
Meryton.

Yes; and they have another, who lives somewhere near
Cheapside.

That is capital,added her sisterand they both laughed
heartily.

If they had uncles enough to fill ALL Cheapside,cried
Bingleyit would not make them one jot less agreeable.

But it must very materially lessen their chance of marrying men
of any consideration in the world,replied Darcy.

To this speech Bingley made no answer; but his sisters gave it


their hearty assentand indulged their mirth for some time at the
expense of their dear friend's vulgar relations.

With a renewal of tendernesshoweverthey returned to her
room on leaving the dining-parlourand sat with her till
summoned to coffee. She was still very poorlyand Elizabeth
would not quit her at alltill late in the eveningwhen she had
the comfort of seeing her sleepand when it seemed to her rather
right than pleasant that she should go downstairs herself. On
entering the drawing-room she found the whole party at looand
was immediately invited to join them; but suspecting them to be
playing highshe declined itfor the short time she could stay
belowwith a book. Mr. Hurst looked at her with astonishment.

Do you prefer reading to cards?said he; "that is rather
singular."

Miss Eliza Bennet,said Miss Bingleydespises cards. She is a
great reader, and has no pleasure in anything else.

I deserve neither such praise nor such censure,cried Elizabeth;
I am NOT a great reader, and I have pleasure in many things.

In nursing your sister I am sure you have pleasure,said
Bingley; "and I hope it will be soon increased by seeing her quite
well."

Elizabeth thanked him from her heartand then walked towards
the table where a few books were lying. He immediately offered
to fetch her others-- all that his library afforded.

And I wish my collection were larger for your benefit and my
own credit; but I am an idle fellow, and though I have not many,
I have more than I ever looked into.

Elizabeth assured him that she could suit herself perfectly with
those in the room.

I am astonished,said Miss Bingleythat my father should
have left so small a collection of books. What a delightful library
you have at Pemberley, Mr. Darcy!

It ought to be good,he repliedit has been the work of many
generations.

And then you have added so much to it yourself, you are
always buying books.

I cannot comprehend the neglect of a family library in such days
as these.

Neglect! I am sure you neglect nothing that can add to the
beauties of that noble place. Charles, when you build YOUR
house, I wish it may be half as delightful as Pemberley.

I wish it may.

But I would really advise you to make your purchase in that
neighbourhood, and take Pemberley for a kind of model. There
is not a finer county in England than Derbyshire.

With all my heart; I will buy Pemberley itself if Darcy will sell
it.


I am talking of possibilities, Charles.

Upon my word, Caroline, I should think it more possible to get
Pemberley by purchase than by imitation.

Elizabeth was so much caught with what passedas to leave her
very little attention for her book; and soon laying it wholly aside
she drew near the card-tableand stationed herself between Mr.
Bingley and his eldest sisterto observe the game."

Is Miss Darcy much grown since the spring?said Miss
Bingley; "will she be as tall as I am?"

I think she will. She is now about Miss Elizabeth Bennet's
height, or rather taller.

How I long to see her again! I never met with anybody who
delighted me so much. Such a countenance, such manners! And
so extremely accomplished for her age! Her performance on the
pianoforte is exquisite.

It is amazing to me,said Bingleyhow young ladies can have
patience to be so very accomplished as they all are.

All young ladies accomplished! My dear Charles, what do you
mean?

Yes, all of them, I think. They all paint tables, cover screens,
and net purses. I scarcely know anyone who cannot do all this,
and I am sure I never heard a young lady spoken of for the first
time, without being informed that she was very accomplished.

Your list of the common extent of accomplishments,said
Darcyhas too much truth. The word is applied to many a
woman who deserves it no otherwise than by netting a purse or
covering a screen. But I am very far from agreeing with you in
your estimation of ladies in general. I cannot boast of knowing
more than half-a-dozen, in the whole range of my acquaintance,
that are really accomplished.

Nor I, I am sure,said Miss Bingley.

Then,observed Elizabethyou must comprehend a great deal
in your idea of an accomplished woman.

Yes, I do comprehend a great deal in it.

Oh! certainly,cried his faithful assistantno one can be really
esteemed accomplished who does not greatly surpass what is
usually met with. A woman must have a thorough knowledge of
music, singing, drawing, dancing, and the modern languages, to
deserve the word; and besides all this, she must possess a certain
something in her air and manner of walking, the tone of her
voice, her address and expressions, or the word will be but
half-deserved.

All this she must possess,added Darcyand to all this she
must yet add something more substantial, in the improvement of
her mind by extensive reading.

I am no longer surprised at your knowing ONLY six
accomplished women. I rather wonder now at your knowing
ANY.


Are you so severe upon your own sex as to doubt the
possibility of all this?

I never saw such a woman. I never saw such capacityand
tasteand applicationand eleganceas you describe united."

Mrs. Hurst and Miss Bingley both cried out against the injustice
of her implied doubtand were both protesting that they knew
many women who answered this descriptionwhen Mr. Hurst
called them to orderwith bitter complaints of their inattention
to what was going forward. As all conversation was thereby at
an endElizabeth soon afterwards left the room.

Elizabeth Bennet,said Miss Bingleywhen the door was
closed on heris one of those young ladies who seek to
recommend themselves to the other sex by undervaluing their
own; and with many men, I dare say, it succeeds. But, in my
opinion, it is a paltry device, a very mean art.

Undoubtedly,replied Darcyto whom this remark was chiefly
addressedthere is a meanness in ALL the arts which ladies
sometimes condescend to employ for captivation. Whatever
bears affinity to cunning is despicable.

Miss Bingley was not so entirely satisfied with this reply as to
continue the subject.

Elizabeth joined them again only to say that her sister was
worseand that she could not leave her. Bingley urged Mr.
Jones being sent for immediately; while his sistersconvinced
that no country advice could be of any servicerecommended an
express to town for one of the most eminent physicians. This
she would not hear of; but she was not so unwilling to comply
with their brother's proposal; and it was settled that Mr. Jones
should be sent for early in the morningif Miss Bennet were not
decidedly better. Bingley was quite uncomfortable; his sisters
declared that they were miserable: They solaced their
wretchednesshoweverby duets after supperwhile he could
find no better relief to his feelings than by giving his housekeeper
directions that every attention might be paid to the sick lady and
her sister.

Chapter 9

Elizabeth passed the chief of the night in her sister's roomand
in the morning had the pleasure of being able to send a tolerable
answer to the inquiries which she very early received from Mr.
Bingley by a housemaidand some time afterwards from the two
elegant ladies who waited on his sisters. In spite of this
amendmenthowevershe requested to have a note sent to
Longbourndesiring her mother to visit Janeand form her own
judgement of her situation. The note was immediately
dispatchedand its contents as quickly complied with. Mrs.
Bennetaccompanied by her two youngest girlsreached
Netherfield soon after the family breakfast.

Had she found Jane in any apparent dangerMrs. Bennet would


have been very miserable; but being satisfied on seeing her that
her illness was not alarmingshe had no wish of her recovering
immediatelyas her restoration to health would probably remove
her from Netherfield. She would not listenthereforeto her
daughter's proposal of being carried home; neither did the
apothecarywho arrived about the same timethink it at all
advisable. After sitting a little while with Janeon Miss
Bingley's appearance and invitationthe mother and three
daughter all attended her into the breakfast parlour. Bingley met
them with hopes that Mrs. Bennet had not found Miss Bennet
worse than she expected.

Indeed I have, sir,was her answer. "She is a great deal too ill
to be moved. Mr. Jones says we must not think of moving her.
We must trespass a little longer on your kindness."

Removed!cried Bingley. "It must not be thought of. My
sisterI am surewill not hear of her removal."

You may depend upon it, madam,said Miss Bingleywith cold
civilitythat Miss Bennet will receive every possible attention
while she remains with us.

Mrs. Bennet was profuse in her acknowledgements.

I am sure,she addedif it was not for such good friends I do
not know what would become of her, for she is very ill indeed,
and suffers a vast deal, though with the greatest patience in the
world, which is always the way with her, for she has, without
exception, the sweetest temper I have ever met with. I often tell
my other girls they are nothing to HER. You have a sweet room
here, Mr. Bingley, and a charming prospect over the gravel
walk. I do not know a place in the country that is equal to
Netherfield. You will not think of quitting it in a hurry, I hope,
though you have but a short lease.

Whatever I do is done in a hurry,replied he; "and therefore if I
should resolve to quit NetherfieldI should probably be off in
five minutes. At presenthoweverI consider myself as quite
fixed here."

That is exactly what I should have supposed of you,said
Elizabeth.

You begin to comprehend me, do you?cried heturning
towards her.

Oh! yes-- I understand you perfectly.

I wish I might take this for a compliment; but to be so easily
seen through I am afraid is pitiful.

That is as it happens. It does not follow that a deep, intricate
character is more or less estimable than such a one as yours.

Lizzy,cried her motherremember where you are, and do not
run on in the wild manner that you are suffered to do at home.

I did not know before,continued Bingley immediatelythat
your were a studier of character. It must be an amusing study.

Yes, but intricate characters are the MOST amusing. They
have at least that advantage.


The country,said Darcycan in general supply but a few
subjects for such a study. In a country neighbourhood you move
in a very confined and unvarying society.

But people themselves alter so much, that there is something
new to be observed in them for ever.

Yes, indeed,cried Mrs. Bennetoffended by his manner of
mentioning a country neighbourhood. "I assure you there is
quite as much of THAT going on in the country as in town."

Everybody was surprisedand Darcyafter looking at her for a
momentturned silently away. Mrs. Bennetwho fancied she
had gained a complete victory over himcontinued her triumph.

I cannot see that London has any great advantage over the
country, for my part, except the shops and public places. The
country is a vast deal pleasanter, is it not, Mr. Bingley?

When I am in the country,he repliedI never wish to leave it;
and when I am in town it is pretty much the same. They have
each their advantages, and I can be equally happy in either.

Aye-- that is because you have the right disposition. But that
gentleman,looking at Darcyseemed to think the country was
nothing at all.

Indeed, mamma, you are mistaken,said Elizabethblushing for
her mother. "You quite mistook Mr. Darcy. He only meant that
there was not such a variety of people to be met with in the
country as in the townwhich you must acknowledge to be
true."

Certainly, my dear, nobody said there were; but as to not
meeting with many people in this neighbourhood, I believe there
are few neighbourhoods larger. I know we dine with
four-and-twenty families.

Nothing but concern for Elizabeth could enable Bingley to keep
his countenance. His sister was less delicateand directed her
eyes towards Mr. Darcy with a very expressive smile. Elizabeth
for the sake of saying something that might turn her mother's
thoughtsnow asked her if Charlotte Lucas had been at
Longbourn since HER coming away.

Yes, she called yesterday with her father. What an agreeable
man Sir William is, Mr. Bingley, is not he? So much the man of
fashion! So genteel and easy! He had always something to say
to everybody. THAT is my idea of good breeding; and those
persons who fancy themselves very important, and never open
their mouths, quite mistake the matter.

Did Charlotte dine with you?

No, she would go home. I fancy she was wanted about
mince-pies. For my part, Mr. Bingley, I always keep servants
that can do their own work; MY daughters are brought up very
differently. But everybody is to judge for themselves, and the
Lucases are a very good sort of girls, I assure you. It is a pity
they are not handsome! Not that I think Charlotte so VERY
plain-- but then she is our particular friend.

She seems a very pleasant young woman.


Oh! dear, yes; but you must own she is very plain. Lady Lucas
herself has often said so, and envied me Jane's beauty. I do not
like to boast of my own child, but to be sure, Jane-- one does
not often see anybody better looking. It is what everybody says.
I do not trust my own partiality. When she was only fifteen,
there was a man at my brother Gardiner's in town so much in
love with her that my sister-in-law was sure he would make her
an offer before we came away. But, however, he did not.
Perhaps he thought her too young. However, he wrote some
verses on her, and very pretty they were.

And so ended his affection,said Elizabeth impatiently. "There
has been many a oneI fancyovercome in the same way. I
wonder who first discovered the efficacy of poetry in driving
away love!"

I have been used to consider poetry as the FOOD of love,said
Darcy.

Of a fine, stout, healthy love it may. Everything nourishes
what is strong already. But if it be only a slight, thin sort of
inclination, I am convinced that one good sonnet will starve it
entirely away.

Darcy only smiled; and the general pause which ensued made
Elizabeth tremble lest her mother should be exposing herself
again. She longed to speakbut could think of nothing to say;
and after a short silence Mrs. Bennet began repeating her thanks
to Mr. Bingley for his kindness to Janewith an apology for
troubling him also with Lizzy. Mr. Bingley was unaffectedly
civil in his answerand forced his younger sister to be civil also
and say what the occasion required. She performed her part
indeed without much graciousnessbut Mrs. Bennet was
satisfiedand soon afterwards ordered her carriage. Upon this
signalthe youngest of her daughters put herself forward. The
two girls had been whispering to each other during the whole
visitand the result of it wasthat the youngest should tax Mr.
Bingley with having promised on his first coming into the
country to give a ball at Netherfield.

Lydia was a stoutwell-grown girl of fifteenwith a fine
complexion and good-humoured countenance; a favourite with
her motherwhose affection had brought her into public at an
early age. She had high animal spiritsand a sort of natural
self-consequencewhich the attention of the officersto whom
her uncle's good dinnersand her own easy manners recommended
herhad increased into assurance. She was very equal
thereforeto address Mr. Bingley on the subject of the balland
abruptly reminded him that it would be the most shameful thing
in the world if he did not keep it. His answer to this sudden
attack was delightful to her mother's ear:

I am perfectly ready, I assure you, to keep my engagement; and
when your sister is recovered, you shall, if you please, name the
very day of the ball. But you would not wish to be dancing
when she is ill.

Lydia declared herself satisfied. "Oh! yes-- it would be much
better to wait till Jane was welland by that time most likely
Captain Carter would be at Meryton again. And when you have
given YOUR ball she added, I shall insist on their giving one
also. I shall tell Colonel Forster it will be quite a shame if he
does not."


Mrs. Bennet and her daughter then departedand Elizabeth
returned instantly to Janeleaving her own and her relations'
behaviour to the remarks of the two ladies and Mr. Darcy; the
latter of whomhowevercould not be prevailed on to join in
their censure of HERin spite of all Miss Bingley's witticisms on
FINE EYES.

Chapter 10

The day passed much as the day before had done. Mrs. Hurst
and Miss Bingley had spent some hours of the morning with the
invalidwho continuedthough slowlyto mend; and in the
evening Elizabeth joined their party in the drawing-room. The
loo-tablehoweverdid not appear. Mr. Darcy was writingand
Miss Bingleyseated near himwas watching the progress of his
letter and repeatedly calling his attention by messages to his
sister. Mr. Hurst and Mr. Bingley were at piquetand Mrs.
Hurst was observing their game.

Elizabeth took up some needleworkand was sufficiently
amused in attending to what passed between Darcy and his
companion. The perpetual commendations of the ladyeither on
his handwritingor on the evenness of his linesor on the length
of his letterwith the perfect unconcern with which her praises
were receivedformed a curious dialogueand was exactly in
union with her opinion of each.

How delighted Miss Darcy will be to receive such a letter!

He made no answer.

You write uncommonly fast.

You are mistaken. I write rather slowly.

How many letters you must have occasion to write in the
course of a year! Letters of business, too! How odious I should
think them!

It is fortunate, then, that they fall to my lot instead of yours.

Pray tell your sister that I long to see her.

I have already told her so once, by your desire.

I am afraid you do not like your pen. Let me mend it for you.
mend pens remarkably well.

Thank you-- but I always mend my own.

How can you contrive to write so even?

He was silent.

Tell your sister I am delighted to hear of her improvement on
the harp; and pray let her know that I am quite in raptures with
her beautiful little design for a table, and I think it infinitely


superior to Miss Grantley's.

Will you give me leave to defer your raptures till I write again?
At present I have not room to do them justice.

Oh! It is of no consequence. I shall see her in January. But do
you always write such charming long letters to her, Mr. Darcy?

They are generally long; but whether always charming it is not
for me to determine.

It is a rule with me, that a person who can write a long letter
with ease, cannot write ill.

That will not do for a compliment to Darcy, Caroline,cried
her brotherbecause he does not write with ease. He studies
too much for words of four syllables. Do not you, Darcy?

My style of writing is very different from yours.

Oh!cried Miss BingleyCharles writes in the most careless
way imaginable. He leaves out half his words, and blots the
rest.

My ideas flow so rapidly that I have not time to express them-by
which means my letters sometimes convey no ideas at all to
my correspondents.

Your humility, Mr. Bingley,said Elizabethmust disarm
reproof.

Nothing is more deceitful,said Darcythan the appearance of
humility. It is often only carelessness of opinion, and sometimes
an indirect boast.

And which of the two do you call MY little recent piece of
modesty?

The indirect boast; for you are really proud of your defects in
writing, because you consider them as proceeding from a
rapidity of thought and carelessness of execution, which, if not
estimable, you think at least highly interesting. The power of
doing anything with quickness is always prized much by the
possessor, and often without any attention to the imperfection of
the performance. When you told Mrs. Bennet this morning, that
if you ever resolved upon quitting Netherfield you should be
gone in five minutes, you meant it to be a sort of panegyric, of
compliment to yourself-- and yet what is there so very laudable
in a precipitance which must leave very necessary business
undone, and can be of no real advantage to yourself or anyone
else?

Nay,cried Bingleythis is too much, to remember at night all
the foolish things that were said in the morning. And, yet, upon
my honour, I believe what I said of myself to be true, and I
believe it at this moment. At least, therefore, I did not assume
the character of needless precipitance merely to show off before
the ladies.

I dare say you believed it; but I am by no means convinced that
you would be gone with such celerity. Your conduct would be
quite as dependent on chance as that of any man I know; and if,
as you were mounting your horse, a friend were to say, 'Bingley,
you had better stay till next week,' you would probably do it,


you would probably not go-- and at another word, might stay a
month.

You have only proved by this,cried Elizabeththat Mr.
Bingley did not do justice to his own disposition. You have
shown him off now much more than he did himself.

I am exceedingly gratified,said Bingleyby your converting
what my friend says into a compliment on the sweetness of my
temper. But I am afraid you are giving it a turn which that
gentleman did by no means intend; for he would certainly think
better of me, if under such a circumstance I were to give a flat
denial, and ride off as fast as I could.

Would Mr. Darcy then consider the rashness of your original
intentions as atoned for by your obstinacy in adhering to it?

Upon my word, I cannot exactly explain the matter; Darcy must
speak for himself.

You expect me to account for opinions which you choose to
call mine, but which I have never acknowledged. Allowing the
case, however, to stand according to your representation, you
must remember, Miss Bennet, that the friend who is supposed to
desire his return to the house, and the delay of his plan, has
merely desired it, asked it without offering one argument in
favour of its propriety.

To yield readily-- easily-- to the PERSUASION of a friend is
no merit with you.

To yield without conviction is no compliment to the
understanding of either.

You appear to me, Mr. Darcy, to allow nothing for the
influence of friendship and affection. A regard for the requester
would often make one readily yield to a request, without waiting
for arguments to reason one into it. I am not particularly
speaking of such a case as you have supposed about Mr.
Bingley. We may as well wait, perhaps, till the circumstance
occurs before we discuss the discretion of his behaviour
thereupon. But in general and ordinary cases between friend and
friend, where one of them is desired by the other to change a
resolution of no very great moment, should you think ill of that
person for complying with the desire, without waiting to be
argued into it?

Will it not be advisable, before we proceed on this subject, to
arrange with rather more precision the degree of importance
which is to appertain to this request, as well as the degree of
intimacy subsisting between the parties?

By all means,cried Bingley; "let us hear all the particularsnot
forgetting their comparative height and size; for that will have
more weight in the argumentMiss Bennetthan you may be
aware of. I assure youthat if Darcy were not such a great tall
fellowin comparison with myselfthat I should not pay him half
so much deference. I declare I do not know a more awful object
than Darcyon particular occasionsand in particular places; at
his own house especiallyand of a Sunday eveningwhen he has
nothing to do."

Mr. Darcy smiled; but Elizabeth thought she could perceive that
he was rather offendedand therefore checked her laugh. Miss


Bingley warmly resented the indignity he had receivedin an
expostulation with her brother for talking such nonsense.

I see your design, Bingley,said his friend. "You dislike an
argumentand want to silence this."

Perhaps I do. Arguments are too much like disputes. If you
and Miss Bennet will defer yours till I am out of the room, I shall
be very thankful; and then you may say whatever you like of
me.

What you ask,said Elizabethis no sacrifice on my side; and
Mr. Darcy had much better finish his letter.

Mr. Darcy took her adviceand did finish his letter.

When that business was overhe applied to Miss Bingley and
Elizabeth for an indulgence of some music. Miss Bingley moved
with some alacrity to the pianoforte; andafter a polite request
that Elizabeth would lead the way which the other as politely
and more earnestly negativedshe seated herself.

Mrs. Hurst sang with her sisterand while they were thus
employedElizabeth could not help observingas she turned
over some music-books that lay on the instrumenthow
frequently Mr. Darcy's eyes were fixed on her. She hardly knew
how to suppose that she could be an object of admiration to so
great a man; and yet that he should look at her because he
disliked herwas still more strange. She could only imagine
howeverat last that she drew his notice because there was
something more wrong and reprehensibleaccording to his ideas
of rightthan in any other person present. The supposition did
not pain her. She liked him too little to care for his approbation.

After playing some Italian songsMiss Bingley varied the charm
by a lively Scotch air; and soon afterwards Mr. Darcydrawing
near Elizabethsaid to her:

Do not you feel a great inclination, Miss Bennet, to seize such
an opportunity of dancing a reel?

She smiledbut made no answer. He repeated the questionwith
some surprise at her silence.

Oh!said sheI heard you before, but I could not immediately
determine what to say in reply. You wanted me, I know, to say
'Yes,' that you might have the pleasure of despising my taste;
but I always delight in overthrowing those kind of schemes, and
cheating a person of their meditated contempt. I have,
therefore, made up my mind to tell you, that I do not want to
dance a reel at all-- and now despise me if you dare.

Indeed I do not dare.

Elizabethhaving rather expected to affront himwas amazed at
his gallantry; but there was a mixture of sweetness and archness
in her manner which made it difficult for her to affront anybody;
and Darcy had never been so bewitched by any woman as he
was by her. He really believedthat were it not for the inferiority
of her connectionshe should be in some danger.

Miss Bingley sawor suspected enough to be jealous; and her
great anxiety for the recovery of her dear friend Jane received
some assistance from her desire of getting rid of Elizabeth.


She often tried to provoke Darcy into disliking her guestby
talking of their supposed marriageand planning his happiness in
such an alliance.

I hope,said sheas they were walking together in the
shrubbery the next dayyou will give your mother-in-law a few
hints, when this desirable event takes place, as to the advantage
of holding her tongue; and if you can compass it, do sure the
younger girls of running after officers. And, if I may mention so
delicate a subject, endeavour to check that little something,
bordering on conceit and impertinence, which your lady
possesses.

Have you anything else to propose for my domestic felicity?

Oh! yes. Do let the portraits of your uncle and aunt Phillips get
placed in the gallery at Pemberley. Put them next to your
great-uncle the judge. They are in the same profession, you
know, only in different lines. As for your Elizabeth's picture, you
must not have it taken, for what painter could do justice to those
beautiful eyes?

It would not be easy, indeed, to catch their expression, but their
colour and shape, and the eyelashes, so remarkably fine, might
be copied.

At that moment they were met from another walk by Mrs. Hurst
and Elizabeth herself.

I did not know that you intended to walk,said Miss Bingley
in some confusionlest they had been overheard.

You used us abominably ill, answered Mrs. Hurstrunning
away without telling us that you were coming out.

Then taking the disengaged arm of Mr. Darcyshe left Elizabeth
to walk by herself. The path just admitted three. Mr. Darcy felt
their rudenessand immediately said:

This walk is not wide enough for our party. We had better go
into the avenue.

But Elizabethwho had not the least inclination to remain with
themlaughingly answered:

No, no; stay where you are. You are charmingly grouped, and
appear to uncommon advantage. The picturesque would be
spoilt by admitting a fourth. Good-bye.

She then ran gaily offrejoicingas she rambled aboutin the
hope of being at home again in a day or two. Jane was already
so much recovered as to intend leaving her room for a couple of
hours that evening.

Chapter 11


When the ladies removed after dinnerElizabeth ran up to her
sisterand seeing her well guarded from coldattended her into
the drawing-roomwhere she was welcomed by her two friends
with many professions of pleasure; and Elizabeth had never seen
them so agreeable as they were during the hour which passed
before the gentlemen appeared. Their powers of conversation
were considerable. They could describe an entertainment with
accuracyrelate an anecdote with humourand laugh at their
acquaintance with spirit.

But when the gentlemen enteredJane was no longer the first
object; Miss Bingley's eyes were instantly turned toward Darcy
and she had something to say to him before he had advanced
many steps. He addressed himself to Miss Bennetwith a polite
congratulation; Mr. Hurst also made her a slight bowand said
he was "very glad"; but diffuseness and warmth remained for
Bingley's salutation. He was full of joy and attention. The first
half-hour was spent in piling up the firelest she should suffer
from the change of room; and she removed at his desire to the
other side of the fireplacethat she might be further from the
door. He then sat down by herand talked scarcely to anyone
else. Elizabethat work in the opposite cornersaw it all with
great delight.

When tea was overMr. Hurst reminded his sister-in-law of the
card-table-- but in vain. She had obtained private intelligence
that Mr. Darcy did not wish for cards; and Mr. Hurst soon found
even his open petition rejected. She assured him that no one
intended to playand the silence of the whole party on the
subject seemed to justify her. Mr. Hurst had therefore nothing to
dobut to stretch himself on one of the sofas and go to sleep.
Darcy took up a book; Miss Bingley did the same; and Mrs.
Hurstprincipally occupied in playing with her bracelets and
ringsjoined now and then in her brother's conversation with
Miss Bennet.

Miss Bingley's attention was quite as much engaged in watching
Mr. Darcy's progress through HIS bookas in reading her own;
and she was perpetually either making some inquiryor looking
at his page. She could not win himhoweverto any
conversation; he merely answered her questionand read on. At
lengthquite exhausted by the attempt to be amused with her
own bookwhich she had only chosen because it was the second
volume of hisshe gave a great yawn and saidHow pleasant it
is to spend an evening in this way! I declare after all there is no
enjoyment like reading! How much sooner one tires of anything
than of a book! When I have a house of my own, I shall be
miserable if I have not an excellent library.

No one made any reply. She then yawned againthrew aside her
bookand cast her eyes round the room in quest for some
amusement; when hearing her brother mentioning a ball to Miss
Bennetshe turned suddenly towards him and said:

By the bye, Charles, are you really serious in meditating a dance
at Netherfield? I would advise you, before you determine on it,
to consult the wishes of the present party; I am much mistaken if
there are not some among us to whom a ball would be rather a
punishment than a pleasure.

If you mean Darcy,cried her brotherhe may go to bed, if he
chooses, before it begins-- but as for the ball, it is quite a settled
thing; and as soon as Nicholls has made white soup enough, I
shall send round my cards.


I should like balls infinitely better,she repliedif they were
carried on in a different manner; but there is something
insufferably tedious in the usual process of such a meeting. It
would surely be much more rational if conversation instead of
dancing were made the order of the day.

Much more rational, my dear Caroline, I dare say, but it would
not be near so much like a ball.

Miss Bingley made no answerand soon afterwards she got up
and walked about the room. Her figure was elegantand she
walked well; but Darcyat whom it was all aimedwas still
inflexibly studious. In the desperation of her feelingsshe
resolved on one effort moreandturning to Elizabethsaid:

Miss Eliza Bennet, let me persuade you to follow my example,
and take a turn about the room. I assure you it is very refreshing
after sitting so long in one attitude.

Elizabeth was surprisedbut agreed to it immediately. Miss
Bingley succeeded no less in the real object of her civility; Mr.
Darcy looked up. He was as much awake to the novelty of
attention in that quarter as Elizabeth herself could beand
unconsciously closed his book. He was directly invited to join
their partybut he declined itobserving that he could imagine
but two motives for their choosing to walk up and down the
room togetherwith either of which motives his joining them
would interfere. "What could he mean? She was dying to know
what could be his meaning?"-- and asked Elizabeth whether she
could at all understand him?

Not at all,was her answer; "but depend upon ithe means to
be severe on usand our surest way of disappointing him will be
to ask nothing about it."

Miss Bingleyhoweverwas incapable of disappointing Mr.
Darcy in anythingand persevered therefore in requiring an
explanation of his two motives.

I have not the smallest objection to explaining them,said he
as soon as she allowed him to speak. "You either choose this
method of passing the evening because you are in each other's
confidenceand have secret affairs to discussor because you are
conscious that your figures appear to the greatest advantage in
walking; if the firstI would be completely in your wayand if
the secondI can admire you much better as I sit by the fire."

Oh! shocking!cried Miss Bingley. "I never heard anything so
abominable. How shall we punish him for such a speech?"

Nothing so easy, if you have but the inclination,said Elizabeth.
We can all plague and punish one another. Tease him-- laugh
at him. Intimate as you are, you must know how it is to be
done.

But upon my honour, I do NOT. I do assure you that my
intimacy has not yet taught me THAT. Tease calmness of
manner and presence of mind! No, no-- feel he may defy us
there. And as to laughter, we will not expose ourselves, if you
please, by attempting to laugh without a subject. Mr. Darcy may
hug himself.

Mr. Darcy is not to be laughed at!cried Elizabeth. "That is an


uncommon advantageand uncommon I hope it will continue
for it would be a great loss to ME to have many such
acquaintances. I dearly love a laugh."

Miss Bingley,said hehas given me more credit than can be.
The wisest and the best of men-- nay, the wisest and best of their
actions-- may be rendered ridiculous by a person whose first
object in life is a joke.

Certainly,replied Elizabeth-- "there are such peoplebut I
hope I am not one of THEM. I hope I never ridicule what is
wise and good. Follies and nonsensewhims and
inconsistenciesDO divert meI ownand I laugh at them
whenever I can. But theseI supposeare precisely what you
are without."

Perhaps that is not possible for anyone. But it has been the
study of my life to avoid those weaknesses which often expose a
strong understanding to ridicule.

Such as vanity and pride.

Yes, vanity is a weakness indeed. But pride-- where there is a
real superiority of mind, pride will be always under good
regulation.

Elizabeth turned away to hide a smile.

Your examination of Mr. Darcy is over, I presume,said Miss
Bingley; "and pray what is the result?"

I am perfectly convinced by it that Mr. Darcy has no defect.
He owns it himself without disguise.

No,said DarcyI have made no such pretension. I have
faults enough, but they are not, I hope, of understanding. My
temper I dare not vouch for. It is, I believe, too little yielding-certainly
too little for the convenience of the world. I cannot
forget the follies and vices of other so soon as I ought, nor their
offenses against myself. My feelings are not puffed about with
every attempt to move them. My temper would perhaps be
called resentful. My good opinion once lost, is lost forever.

THAT is a failing indeed!cried Elizabeth. "Implacable
resentment IS a shade in a character. But you have chosen your
fault well. I really cannot LAUGH at it. You are safe from me."

There is, I believe, in every disposition a tendency to some
particular evil-- a natural defect, which not even the best
education can overcome.

And YOUR defect is to hate everybody.

And yours, he replied with a smileis willfully to
misunderstand them.

Do let us have a little music,cried Miss Bingleytired of a
conversation in which she had no share. "Louisayou will not
mind my waking Mr. Hurst?"

Her sister had not the smallest objectionand the pianoforte was
opened; and Darcyafter a few moments' recollectionwas not
sorry for it. He began to feel the danger of paying Elizabeth too
much attention.


Chapter 12

In consequence of an agreement between the sistersElizabeth
wrote the next morning to their motherto beg that the carriage
might be sent for them in the course of the day. But Mrs.
Bennetwho had calculated on her daughters remaining at
Netherfield till the following Tuesdaywhich would exactly
finish Jane's weekcould not bring herself to receive them with
pleasure before. Her answerthereforewas not propitiousat
least not to Elizabeth's wishesfor she was impatient to get
home. Mrs. Bennet sent them word that they could not possibly
have the carriage before Tuesday; and in her postscript it was
addedthat if Mr. Bingley and his sister pressed them to stay
longershe could spare them very well. Against staying longer
howeverElizabeth was positively resolved-- nor did she much
expect it would be asked; and fearfulon the contraryas being
considered as intruding themselves needlessly longshe urged
Jane to borrow Mr. Bingley's carriage immediatelyand at
length it was settled that their original design of leaving
Netherfield that morning should be mentionedand the request
made.

The communication excited many professions of concern; and
enough was said of wishing them to stay at least till the
following day to work on Jane; and till the morrow their going
was deferred. Miss Bingley was then sorry that she had
proposed the delayfor her jealousy and dislike of one sister
much exceeded her affection for the other.

The master of the house heard with real sorrow that they were
to go so soonand repeatedly tried to persuade Miss Bennet that
it would not be safe for her-- that she was not enough recovered;
but Jane was firm where she felt herself to be right.

To Mr. Darcy it was welcome intelligence-- Elizabeth had been
at Netherfield long enough. She attracted him more than he
liked-- and Miss Bingley was uncivil to HERand more teasing
than usual to himself. He wisely resolved to be particularly
careful that no sign of admiration should NOW escape him
nothing that could elevate her with the hope of influencing his
felicity; sensible that if such an idea had been suggestedhis
behaviour during the last day must have material weight in
confirming or crushing it. Steady to his purposehe scarcely
spoke ten words to her through the whole of Saturdayand
though they were at one time left by themselves for half-an-hour
he adhered most conscientiously to his bookand would not
even look at her.

On Sundayafter morning servicethe separationso agreeable
to almost alltook place. Miss Bingley's civility to Elizabeth
increased at last very rapidlyas well as her affection for Jane;
and when they partedafter assuring the latter of the pleasure it
would always give her to see her either at Longbourn or
Netherfieldand embracing her most tenderlyshe even shook
hands with the former. Elizabeth took leave of the whole party
in the liveliest of spirits.


They were not welcomed home very cordially by their mother.
Mrs. Bennet wondered at their comingand thought them very
wrong to give so much troubleand was sure Jane would have
caught cold again. But their fatherthough very laconic in his
expressions of pleasurewas really glad to see them; he had felt
their importance in the family circle. The evening conversation
when they were all assembledhad lost much of its animation
and almost all its sense by the absence of Jane and Elizabeth.


They found Maryas usualdeep in the study of thorough-bass
and human nature; and had some extracts to admireand some
new observations of threadbare morality to listen to. Catherine
and Lydia had information for them of a different sort. Much
had been done and much had been said in the regiment since the
preceding Wednesday; several of the officers had dined lately
with their unclea private had been floggedand it had actually
been hinted that colonel Foster was going to be married.


Chapter 13


I hope, my dear,said Mr. Bennet to his wifeas they were at
breakfast the next morningthat you have ordered a good
dinner to-day, because I have reason to expect an addition to our
family party.


Who do you mean, my dear? I know of nobody that is coming,
I am sure, unless Charlotte Lucas should happen to call in-- And
I hope MY dinners are good enough for her. I do not believe
she often sees such at home.


The person of whom I speak is a gentleman, and a stranger.


Mrs. Bennet's eyes sparkled. "A gentleman and a stranger! It is
Mr. BingleyI am sure! WellI am sure I shall be extremely glad
to see Mr. Bingley. But--good Lord! how unlucky! There is not
a bit of fish to be got to-day. Lydiamy lovering the bell-- I
must speak to Hill this moment."


It is NOT Mr. Bingley,said her husband; "it is a person whom
I never saw in the whole course of my life."


This roused a general astonishment; and he had the pleasure of
being eagerly questioned by his wife and his five daughters at
once.


After amusing himself some time with their curiosityhe thus
explained:


About a month ago I received this letter; and about a fortnight
ago I answered it, for I thought it a case of some delicacy, and
requiring early attention. It is from my cousin, Mr. Collins, who,
when I am dead, may turn you all out of this house as soon as he
pleases.


Oh! my dear,cried his wifeI cannot bear to hear that
mentioned. Pray do not talk of that odious man. I do think it is



the hardest thing in the world, that your estate should be entailed
away from your own children; and I am sure, if I had been you, I
should have tried long ago to do something or other about it.

Jane and Elizabeth tried to explain to her the nature of an entail.
They had often attempted to do it beforebut it was a subject on
which Mrs. Bennet was beyond the reach of reasonand she
continued to rail bitterly against the cruelty of settling and estate
away from a family of five daughtersin favour of a man whom
nobody cared anything about.

It certainly is a most iniquitous affair,said Mr. Bennetand
nothing can clear Mr. Collins from the guilt of inheriting
Longbourn. But if you will listen to his letter, you may perhaps
be a little softened by his manner of expressing himself.

No, that I am sure I shall not; and I think it is very impertinent
of him to write to you at all, and very hypocritical. I hate such
false friends. Why could he not keep on quarreling with you, as
his father did before him?

Why, indeed; he does seem to have had some filial scruples on
that head, as you will hear.

Hunsford, near Westerham, Kent,

15th October.
Dear Sir,-
The disagreement subsisting between yourself and my late
honoured father always gave me much uneasinessand since I
have had the misfortune to lose himI have frequently wished to
heal the breach; but for some time I was kept back by my own
doubtsfearing lest it might seem disrespectful to his memory for
me to be on good terms with anyone with whom it had always
pleased him to be at variance--'ThereMrs. Bennet.'-- My
mindhoweveris now made up on the subjectfor having
received ordination at EasterI have been so fortunate as to be
distinguished by the patronage of the Right Honourable Lady
Catherine de Bourghwidow of Sir Lewis de Bourghwhose
bounty and beneficence has preferred me to the valuable rectory
of this parishwhere it shall be my earnest endeavour to demean
myself with grateful respect towards her Ladyshipand be ever
ready to perform those rites and ceremonies which are instituted
by the Church of England. As a clergymanmoreoverI feel it
my duty to promote and establish the blessing of peace in all
families within in the reach of my influence; and on these
grounds I flatter myself that my present overtures are highly
commendableand that the circumstance of my being next in the
entail of Longbourn estate will be kindly overlooked on your
sideand not lead you to reject the offered olive-branch. I
cannot otherwise than be concerned at being the means of
injuring your amiable daughtersand beg leave to apologise for
itas well as to assure you of my readiness to make them every
possible amends-- but of this hereafter. If you should have no
objection to receive me into your houseI propose myself the
satisfaction of waiting on you and your familyMonday
November 18thby four o'clockand shall probably trespass on
your hospitality till the Saturday se'ennight followingwhich I
can do without any inconvenienceas Lady Catherine is far from
objecting to my occasional absence on a Sundayprovided that
some other clergyman is engaged to do the duty of the day.-- I
remaindear sirwith respectful compliments to your lady and
daughtersyour well-wisher and friend

WILLIAM COLLINS


At four o'clock, therefore, we may expect this peace-making
gentleman,said Mr. Bennetas he folded up the letter. "He
seems to be a most conscientious and polite young manupon
my wordand I doubt not will prove a valuable acquaintance
especially if Lady Catherine should be so indulgent as to let him
come to us again."

There is some sense in what he says about the girls, however,
and if he is disposed to make them any amends, I shall not be the
person to discourage him.

Though it is difficult,said Janeto guess in what way he can
mean to make us the atonement he thinks our due, the wish is
certainly to his credit.

Elizabeth was chiefly struck by his extraordinary deference for
Lady Catherineand his kind intention of christeningmarrying
and burying his parishioners whenever it were required.

He must be an oddity, I think,said she. "I cannot make him
out. There is something very pompous in his style. And what
can he mean by apologising for being next in the entail? We
cannot suppose he would help it if he could. Could he be a
sensible mansir?"

No, my dear, I think not. I have great hopes of finding him
quite the reverse. Thee is a mixture of servility and
self-importance in his letter, which promises well. I am
impatient to see him.

In point of composition,said Marythe letter does not seem
defective. The idea of the olive-branch perhaps is not wholly
new, yet I think it is well expressed.

To Catherine and Lydianeither the letter nor its writer were in
any degree interesting. It was next to impossible that their
cousin should come in a scarlet coatand it was now some
weeks since they had received pleasure from the society of a
man in any other colour. As for their motherMr. Collins's letter
had done away much of her ill-willand she was preparing to see
him with a degree of composure which astonished her husband
and daughters.

Mr. Collins was punctual to his timeand was received with
great politeness by the whole family. Mr. Bennet indeed said
little; but the ladies were ready enough to talkand Mr. Collins
seemed neither in need of encouragementnor inclined to be
silent himself. He was a tallheavy-looking young man of
five-and-twenty. His air was grave and statelyand his manners
were very formal. He had not been long seated before he
complimented Mrs. Bennet on having so fine a family of
daughters; said he had heard much of their beautybut that in
this instance fame had fallen short of the truth; and addedthat
he did not doubt her seeing them all in due time disposed of in
marriage. This gallantry was not much to the taste of some of
his hearers; but Mrs. Bennetwho quarreled with no
complimentsanswered most readily.

You are very kind, I am sure; and I wish with all my heart it
may prove so, for else they will be destitute enough. Things are
settled so oddly.

You allude, perhaps, to the entail of this estate.


Ah! sir, I do indeed. It is a grievous affair to my poor girls, you
must confess. Not that I mean to find fault with YOU, for such
things I know are all chance in this world. There is no knowing
how estates will go when once they come to be entailed.

I am very sensible, madam, of the hardship to my fair cousins,
and could say much on the subject, but that I am cautious of
appearing forward and precipitate. But I can assure the young
ladies that I come prepared to admire them. At present I will
not say more; but, perhaps, when we are better acquainted--

He was interrupted by a summons to dinner; and the girls smiled
on each other. They were not the only objects of Mr. Collin's
admiration. The hallthe dining-roomand all its furniturewere
examined and praised; and his commendation of everything
would have touched Mrs. Bennet's heartbut for the mortifying
supposition of his viewing it all as his own future property. The
dinner too in its turn was highly admired; and he begged to
know to which of his fair cousins the excellency of its cooking
was owing. But he was set right there by Mrs. Bennetwho
assured him with some asperity that they were very well able to
keep a good cookand that her daughters had nothing to do in
the kitchen. He begged pardon for having displeased her. In a
softened tone she declared herself not at all offended; but he
continued to apologise for about a quarter of an hour.

Chapter 14

During dinnerMr. Bennet scarcely spoke at all; but when the
servants were withdrawnhe thought it time to have some
conversation with his guestand therefore started a subject in
which he expected him to shineby observing that he seemed
very fortunate in his patroness. Lady Catherine de Bourgh's
attention to his wishesand consideration for his comfort
appeared very remarkable. Mr. Bennet could not have chosen
better. Mr. Collins was eloquent in her praise. The subject
elevated him to more than usual solemnity of mannerand with a
most important aspect he protested that "he had never in his life
witnessed such behaviour in a person of rank-- such affability
and condescensionas he had himself experienced from Lady
Catherine. She had been graciously pleased to approve of both
of the discourses which he had already had the honour of
preaching before her. She had also asked him twice to dine at
Rosingsand had sent for him only the Saturday beforeto make
up her pool of quadrille in the evening. Lady Catherine was
reckoned proud by many people he knewbut HE had never
seen anything but affability in her. She had always spoken to
him as she would to any other gentleman; she made not the
smallest objection to his joining in the society of the
neighbourhood nor to his leaving the parish occasionally for a
week or twoto visit his relations. She had even condescended
to advise him to marry as soon as he couldprovided he chose
with discretion; and had once paid him a visit in his humble
parsonagewhere she had perfectly approved all the alterations
he had been makingand had even vouchsafed to suggest some
herself-- some shelves in the closet upstairs."


That is all very proper and civil, I am sure,said Mrs. Bennet
and I dare say she is a very agreeable woman. It is a pity that
great ladies in general are not more like her. Does she live near
you, sir?


The garden in which stands my humble abode is separated only
by a lane from Rosings Park, her ladyship's residence.


I think you said she was a widow, sir? Has she any family?


She has only one daughter, the heiress of Rosings, and of very
extensive property.


Ah!said Mrs. Bennetshaking her headthen she is better off
than many girls. And what sort of young lady is she? Is she
handsome?


She is a most charming young lady indeed. Lady Catherine
herself says that, in point of true beauty, Miss de Bourgh is far
superior to the handsomest of her sex, because there is that in
her features which marks the young lady of distinguished birth.
She is unfortunately of a sickly constitution, which has prevented
her from making that progress in many accomplishments which
she could not have otherwise failed of, as I am informed by the
lady who superintended her education, and who still resides with
them. But she is perfectly amiable, and often condescends to
drive by my humble abode in her little phaeton and ponies.


Has she been presented? I do not remember her name among
the ladies at court.


Her indifferent state of health unhappily prevents her being in
town; and by that means, as I told Lady Catherine one day, has
deprived the British court of its brightest ornaments. Her
ladyship seemed pleased with the idea; and you may imagine that
I am happy on every occasion to offer those little delicate
compliments which are always acceptable to ladies. I have more
than once observed to Lady Catherine, that her charming
daughter seemed born to be a duchess, and that the most
elevated rank, instead of giving her consequence, would be
adorned by her. These are the kind of little things which please
her ladyship, and it is a sort of attention which I conceive myself
peculiarly bound to pay.


You judge very properly,said Mr. Bennetand it is happy for
you that you possess the talent of flattering with delicacy. May I
ask whether these pleasing attentions proceed from the impulse
of the moment, or are the result of previous study?


They arise chiefly from what is passing at the time, and though
I sometimes amuse myself with suggesting and arranging such
little elegant compliments as may be adapted to ordinary
occasions, I always wish to give them as unstudied an air as
possible.


Mr. Bennet's expectations were fully answered. His cousin was
as absurd as he had hopedand he listened to him with the
keenest enjoymentmaintaining at the same time the most
resolute composure of countenanceandexcept in an occasional
glance at Elizabethrequiring no partner in his pleasure.


By tea-timehoweverthe dose had been enoughand Mr.
Bennet was glad to take his guest into the drawing-room again
andwhen tea was overglad to invite him to read aloud to the



ladies. Mr. Collins readily assentedand a book was produced;
buton beholding it (for everything announced it to be from a
circulating library)he started backand begging pardon
protested that he never read novels. Kitty stared at himand
Lydia exclaimed. Other books were producedand after some
deliberation he chose Fordyce's Sermons. Lydia gaped as he
opened the volumeand before he hadwith very monotonous
solemnityread three pagesshe interrupted him with:

Do you know, mamma, that my uncle Phillips talks of turning
away Richard; and if he does, Colonel Forster will hire him. My
aunt told me so herself on Saturday. I shall walk to Meryton
to-morrow to hear more about it, and to ask when Mr. Denny
comes back from town.

Lydia was bid by her two eldest sisters to hold her tongue; but
Mr. Collinsmuch offendedlaid aside his bookand said:

I have often observed how little young ladies are interested by
books of a serious stamp, though written solely for their benefit.
It amazes me, I confess; for, certainly, there can be nothing so
advantageous to them as instruction. But I will no longer
importune my young cousin.

Then turning to Mr. Bennethe offered himself as his antagonist
at backgammon. Mr. Bennet accepted the challengeobserving
that he acted very wisely in leaving the girls to their own trifling
amusements. Mrs. Bennet and her daughters apologised most
civilly for Lydia's interruptionand promised that it should not
occur againif he would resume his book; but Mr. Collinsafter
assuring them that he bore his young cousin no ill-willand
should never resent her behaviour as any affrontseated himself
at another table with Mr. Bennetand prepared for
backgammon.

Chapter 15

Mr. Collins was not a sensible manand the deficiency of nature
had been but little assisted by education or society; the greatest
part of his life having been spent under the guidance of an
illiterate and miserly father; and though he belonged to one of
the universitieshe had merely kept the necessary termswithout
forming at it any useful acquaintance. The subjection in which
his father had brought him up had given him originally great
humility of manner; but it was now a good deal counteracted by
the self-conceit of a weak headliving in retirementand the
consequential feelings of early and unexpected prosperity. A
fortunate chance had recommended him to Lady Catherine de
Bourgh when the living of Hunsford was vacant; and the respect
which he felt for her high rankand his veneration for her as his
patronessmingling with a very good opinion of himselfof his
authority as a clergymanand his right as a rectormade him
altogether a mixture of pride and obsequiousness
self-importance and humility.

Having now a good house and a very sufficient incomehe
intended to marry; and in seeking a reconciliation with the


Longbourn family he had a wife in viewas he meant to choose
one of the daughtersif he found them as handsome and amiable
as they were represented by common report. This was his plan
off amends-- of atonement-- for inheriting their father's estate;
and he thought it an excellent onefull of eligibility and
suitablenessand excessively generous and disinterested on his
own part.

His plan did not vary on seeing them. Miss Bennet's lovely face
confirmed his viewsand established all his strictest notions of
what was due to seniority; and for the first evening SHE was his
settled choice. The next morninghowevermade an alteration;
for in a quarter of an hour's tete-a-tete with Mrs. Bennet before
breakfasta conversation beginning with his parsonage-house
and leading naturally to the avowal of his hopesthat a mistress
might be found for it at Longbournproduced from heramid
very complaisant smiles and general encouragementa caution
against the very Jane he had fixed on. "As to her YOUNGER
daughtersshe could not take upon her to say-- she could not
positively answer-- but she did not KNOW of any prepossession;
her ELDEST daughtershe must just mention-- she felt it
incumbent on her to hintwas likely to be very soon engaged."

Mr. Collins had only to change from Jane to Elizabeth-- and it
was soon done-- done while Mrs. Bennet was stirring the fire.
Elizabethequally next to Jane in birth and beautysucceeded
her of course.

Mrs. Bennet treasured up the hintand trusted that she might
soon have two daughters married; and the man whom she could
not bear to speak of the day before was now high in her good
graces.

Lydia's intention of walking to Meryton was not forgotten;
every sister except Mary agreed to go with her; and Mr. Collins
was to attend themat the request of Mr. Bennetwho was most
anxious to get rid of himand have his library to himself; for
thither Mr. Collins had followed him after breakfast; and there he
would continuenominally engaged with one of the largest folios
in the collectionbut really talking to Mr. Bennetwith little
cessationof his house and garden at Hunsford. Such doings
discomposed Mr. Bennet exceedingly. In his library he had been
always sure of leisure and tranquillity; and though preparedas
he told Elizabethto meet with folly and conceit in every other
room of the househe was used to be free from them there; his
civilitythereforewas most prompt in inviting Mr. Collins to
join his daughters in their walk; and Mr. Collinsbeing in fact
much better fitted for a walker than a readerwas extremely
pleased to close his large bookand go.

In pompous nothings on his sideand civil assents on that of his
cousinstheir time passed till they entered Meryton. The
attention of the younger ones was then no longer to be gained by
him. Their eyes were immediately wandering up in the street in
quest of the officersand nothing less than a very smart bonnet
indeedor a really new muslin in a shop windowcould recall
them.

But the attention of every lady was soon caught by a young man
whom they had never seen beforeof most gentlemanlike
appearancewalking with another officer on the other side of the
way. The officer was the very Mr. Denny concerning whose
return from London Lydia came to inquireand he bowed as
they passed. All were struck with the stranger's airall


wondered who he could be; and Kitty and Lydiadetermined if
possible to find outled the way across the streetunder pretense
of wanting something in an opposite shopand fortunately had
just gained the pavement when the two gentlementurning back
had reached the same spot. Mr. Denny addressed them directly
and entreated permission to introduce his friendMr. Wickham
who had returned with him the day before from townand he
was happy to say had accepted a commission in their corps.
This was exactly as it should be; for the young man wanted only
regimentals to make him completely charming. His appearance
was greatly in his favour; he had all the best part of beautya
fine countenancea good figureand very pleasing address. The
introduction was followed up on his side by a happy readiness of
conversation-- a readiness at the same time perfectly correct and
unassuming; and the whole party were still standing and talking
together very agreeablywhen the sound of horses drew their
noticeand Darcy and Bingley were seen riding down the street.
On distinguishing the ladies of the groupthe two gentlemen
came directly towards themand began the usual civilities.
Bingley was the principal spokesmanand Miss Bennet the
principal object. He was thenhe saidon his way to Longbourn
on purpose to inquire after her. Mr. Darcy corroborated it with
a bowan was beginning to determine not to fix his eyes on
Elizabethwhen they were suddenly arrested by the sight of the
strangerand Elizabeth happening to see the countenance of
both as they looked at each otherwas all astonishment at the
effect of the meeting. Both changed colourone looked white
the other red. Mr. Wickhamafter a few momentstouched his
hat-- a salutation which Mr. Darcy just deigned to return. What
could be the meaning of it? It was impossible to imagine; it was
impossible not to long to know.

In another minuteMr. Bingleybut without seeming to have
noticed what passedtook leave and rode on with his friend.

Mr. Denny and Mr. Wickham walked with the young ladies to
the door of Mr. Phillip's houseand then made their bowsin
spite of Miss Lydia's pressing entreaties that they should come
inand even in spite of Mrs. Phillips's throwing up the parlour
window and loudly seconding the invitation.

Mrs. Phillips was always glad to see her nieces; and the two
eldestfrom their recent absencewere particularly welcomeand
she was eagerly expressing her surprise at their sudden return
homewhichas their own carriage had not fetched themshe
should have known nothing aboutif she had not happened to
see Mr. Jones's shop-boy in the streetwho had told her that
they were not to send any more draughts to Netherfield because
the Miss Bennets were come awaywhen her civility was
claimed towards Mr. Collins by Jane's introduction of him. She
received him with her very best politenesswhich he returned
with as much moreapologising for his intrusionwithout any
previous acquaintance with herwhich he could not help
flattering himselfhowevermight be justified by his relationship
to the young ladies who introduced him to her notice. Mrs.
Phillips was quite awed by such an excess of good breeding; but
her contemplation of one stranger was soon put to an end by
exclamations and inquiries about the other; of whomhowever
she could only tell her nieces what they already knewthat Mr.
Denny had brought him from Londonand that he was to have a
lieutenant's commission in the ----shire. She had been watching
him the last hourshe saidas he walked up and down the street
and had Mr. Wickham appearedKitty and Lydia would certainly
have continued the occupationbut unluckily no one passed


windows now except a few of the officerswhoin comparison
with the strangerwere become "stupiddisagreeable fellows."
Some of them were to dine with the Phillipses the next dayand
their aunt promised to make her husband call on Mr. Wickham
and give him an invitation alsoif the family from Longbourn
would come in the evening. This was agreed toand Mrs.
Phillips protested that they would have a nice comfortable noisy
game of lottery ticketsand a little bit of hot supper afterwards.
The prospect of such delights was very cheeringand they parted
in mutual good spirits. Mr. Collins repeated his apologies in
quitting the roomand was assured with unwearying civility that
they were perfectly needless.

As they walked homeElizabeth related to Jane what she had
seen pass between the two gentlemen; but though Jane would
have defended either or bothhad they appeared to be in the
wrongshe could no more explain such behaviour than her sister.

Mr. Collins on his return highly gratified Mrs. Bennet by
admiring Mrs. Phillips's manners and politeness. He protested
thatexcept Lady Catherine and her daughterhe had never seen
a more elegant woman; for she had not only received him with
the utmost civilitybut even pointedly included him in her
invitation for the next eveningalthough utterly unknown to her
before. Somethinghe supposedmight be attributed to his
connection with thembut yet he had never met with so much
attention in the whole course of his life.

Chapter 16

As no objection was made to the young people's engagement
with their auntand all Mr. Collins's scruples of leaving Mr. and
Mrs. Bennet for a single evening during his visit were most
steadily resistedthe coach conveyed him and his five cousins at
a suitable hour to Meryton; and the girls had the pleasure of
hearingas they entered the drawing-roomthat Mr. Wickham
had accepted their uncle's invitationand was then in the house.

When this information was givenand they had all taken their
seatsMr. Collins was at leisure to look around him and admire
and he was so much struck with the size and furniture of the
apartmentthat he declared he might almost have supposed
himself in the small summer breakfast parlour at Rosings; a
comparison that did not at first convey much gratification; but
when Mrs. Phillips understood from him what Rosings wasand
who was its proprietor-- when she had listened to the description
of only one of Lady Catherine's drawing-roomsand found that
the chimney-piece alone had cost eight hundred poundsshe felt
all the force of the complimentand would hardly have resented
a comparison with the housekeeper's room.

In describing to her all the grandeur of Lady Catherine and her
mansionwith occasional digressions in praise of his own humble
abodeand the improvements it was receivinghe was happily
employed until the gentlemen joined them; and he found in Mrs.
Phillips a very attentive listenerwhose opinion of his
consequence increased with what she heardand who was


resolving to retail it all among her neighbours as soon as she
could. To the girlswho could not listen to their cousinand
who had nothing to do but to wish for an instrumentand
examine their own indifferent imitations of china on the
mantelpiecethe interval of waiting appeared very long. It was
over at lasthowever. The gentlemen did approachand when
Mr. Wickham walked into the roomElizabeth felt that she had
neither been seeing him beforenor thinking of him sincewith
the smallest degree of unreasonable admiration. The officers of
the ----shire were in general a very creditablegentlemanlike set
and the best of them were of the present party; but Mr.
Wickham was as far beyond them all in personcountenanceair
and walkas THEY were superior to the broad-facedstuffy
uncle Phillipsbreathing port winewho followed them into the
room.

Mr. Wickham was the happy man towards whom almost every
female eye was turnedand Elizabeth was the happy woman by
whom he finally seated himself; and the agreeable manner in
which he immediately fell into conversationthough it was only
on its being a wet nightmade her feel that the commonest
dullestmost threadbare topic might be rendered interesting by
the skill of the speaker.

With such rivals for the notice of the fair as Mr. Wickham and
the officersMr. Collins seemed to sink into insignificance; to
the young ladies he certainly was nothing; but he had still at
intervals a kind listener in Mrs. Phillipsand was by her
watchfulnessmost abundantly supplied with coffee and muffin.
When the card-tables were placedhe had the opportunity of
obliging her in turnby sitting down to whist.

I know little of the game at present,said hebut I shall be
glad to improve myself, for in my situation in life--Mrs. Phillips
was very glad for his compliancebut could not wait for his
reason.

Mr. Wickham did not play at whistand with ready delight was he
received at the other table between Elizabeth and Lydia. At first
there seemed danger of Lydia's engrossing him entirelyfor she
was a most determined talked; but being likewise extremely fond
of lottery ticketsshe soon grew too much interested in the
gametoo eager in making bets and exclaiming after prizes to
have attention for anyone in particular. Allowing for the
common demands of the gameMr. Wickham was therefore at
leisure to talk to Elizabethand she was very willing to hear him
though what she chiefly wished to hear she could not hope to be
told-- the history of his acquaintance with Mr. Darcy. She dared
not even mention that gentleman. Her curiosityhoweverwas
unexpectedly relieved. Mr. Wickham began the subject himself.
He inquired how far Netherfield was from Meryton; andafter
receiving her answerasked in a hesitating manner how long Mr.
Darcy had been staying there.

About a month,said Elizabeth; and thenunwilling to let the
subject dropaddedhe is a man of very large property in
Derbyshire, I understand.

Yes,replied Mr. Wickham; "his estate there is a noble one. A
clear ten thousand per annum. You could not have met with a
person more capable of giving you certain information on that
head than myselffor I have been connected with his family in a
particular manner from my infancy."


Elizabeth could not but look surprised.

You may well be surprised, Miss Bennet, at such an assertion,
after seeing, as you probably might, the very cold manner of our
meeting yesterday. Are you much acquainted with Mr. Darcy?

As much as I ever wish to be,cried Elizabeth very warmly. "I
have spent four days in the same house with himand I think him
very disagreeable."

I have no right to give MY opinion,said Wickhamas to his
being agreeable or otherwise. I am not qualified to form one. I
have known him too long and too well to be a fair judge. It is
impossible for ME to be impartial. But I believe your opinion of
him would in general astonish-- and perhaps you would not
express it quite so strongly anywhere else. Here you are in your
own family.

Upon my word, I say no more HERE than I might say in any
house in the neighbourhood, except Netherfield. He is not at all
liked in Hertfordshire. Everybody is disgusted with his pride.
You will not find him more favourably spoken of by any one.

I cannot pretend to be sorry,said Wickhamafter a short
interruptionthat he or that any man should not be estimated
beyond their deserts; but with HIM I believe it does not often
happen. The world is blinded by his fortune and consequence,
or frightened by his high and imposing manners, and sees him
only as he chooses to be seen.

I should take himeven on MY slight acquaintanceto be an
ill-tempered man." Wickham shook his head.

I wonder,said heat the next opportunity of speaking
whether he is likely to be in this country much longer.

I do not at all know; but I HEARD nothing of his going away
when I was at Netherfield. I hope your plans in favour of the
----shire will not be affected by his being in the neighbourhood.

Oh! no-- it is not for ME to be driven away by Mr. Darcy. If
HE wishes to avoid seeing ME, he must go. We are not on
friendly terms, and it always gives me pain to meet him, but I
have no reason for avoiding HIM but what I might proclaim
before all the world, a sense of very great ill-usage, and most
painful regrets at his being what he is. His father, Miss Bennet,
the late Mr. Darcy, was one of the best men that ever breathed,
and the truest friend I ever had; and I can never be in company
with this Mr. Darcy without being grieved to the soul by a
thousand tender recollections. His behaviour to myself has been
scandalous; but I verily believe I could forgive him anything and
everything, rather than his disappointing the hopes and
disgracing the memory of his father.

Elizabeth found the interest of the subject increaseand listened
with all her heart; but the delicacy of it prevented further inquiry.

Mr. Wickham began to speak on more general topicsMeryton
the neighbourhoodthe societyappearing highly pleased with all
that he had yet seenand speaking of the latter with gentle but
very intelligible gallantry.

It was the prospect of constant society, and good society,he
addedwhich was my chief inducement to enter the ----shire. I


knew it to be a most respectable, agreeable corps, and my friend
Denny tempted me further by his account of their present
quarters, and the very great attentions and excellent
acquaintances Meryton had procured them. Society, I own, is
necessary to me. I have been a disappointed man, and my spirits
will not bear solitude. I MUST have employment and society.
A military life is not what I was intended for, but circumstances
have now made it eligible. The church OUGHT to have been
my profession-- I was brought up for the church, and I should at
this time have been in possession of a most valuable living, had it
pleased the gentleman we were speaking of just now.


Indeed!


Yes-- the late Mr. Darcy bequeathed me the next presentation
of the best living in his gift. He was my godfather, and
excessively attached to me. I cannot do justice to his kindness.
He meant to provide for me amply, and thought he had done it;
but when the living fell, it was given elsewhere.


Good heavens!cried Elizabeth; "but how could THAT be?
How could his will be disregarded? Why did you not seek legal
redress?"


There was just such an informality in the terms of the bequest
as to give me no hope from law. A man of honour could not
have doubted the intention, but Mr. Darcy chose to doubt it-- or
to treat it as a merely conditional recommendation, and to assert
that I had forfeited all claim to it by extravagance, imprudence--
in short anything or nothing. Certain it is, that the living became
vacant two years ago, exactly as I was of an age to hold it, and
that it was given to another man; and no less certain is it, that I
cannot accuse myself of having really done anything to deserve
to lose it. I have a warm, unguarded temper, and I may have
spoken my opinion OF him, and TO him, too freely. I can recall
nothing worse. But the fact is, that we are very different sort of
men, and that he hates me.


This is quite shocking! He deserves to be publicly disgraced.


Some time or other he WILL be-- but it shall not be by ME.
Till I can forget his father, I can never defy or expose HIM.


Elizabeth honoured him for such feelingsand thought him
handsomer than ever as he expressed them.


But what,said sheafter a pausecan have been his motive?
What can have induced him to behave so cruelly?


A thorough, determined dislike of me-- a dislike which I cannot
but attribute in some measure to jealousy. Had the late Mr.
Darcy liked me less, his son might have borne with me better;
but his father's uncommon attachment to me irritated him, I
believe, very early in life. He had not a temper to bear the sort of
competition in which we stood-- the sort of preference which
was often given me.


I had not thought Mr. Darcy so bad as this-- though I have
never liked him. I had not thought so very ill of him. I had
supposed him to be despising his fellow-creatures in general, but
did not suspect him of descending to such malicious revenge,
such injustice, such inhumanity as this.


After a few minutes' reflectionhowevershe continuedI DO



remember his boasting one day, at Netherfield, of the
implacability of his resentments, of his having an unforgiving
temper. His disposition must be dreadful.

I will not trust myself on the subject,replied Wickham; "I
can hardly be just to him."

Elizabeth was again deep in thoughtand after a time exclaimed
to treat in such a manner the godson, the friend, the favourite of
his father!She could have addeda young man, too, like
YOU, whose very countenance may vouch for your being
amiable-- but she contented herself withand one, too, who
had probably been his companion from childhood, connected
together, as I think you said, in the closest manner!

We were born in the same parish, within the same park; the
greatest part of our youth was passed together; inmates of the
same house, sharing the same amusements, objects of the same
parental care. MY father began life in the profession which your
uncle, Mr. Phillips, appears to do so much credit to-- but he
gave up everything to be of use to the late Mr. Darcy and
devoted all his time to the care of the Pemberley property. He
was most highly esteemed by Mr. Darcy, a most intimate,
confidential friend. Mr. Darcy often acknowledged himself to be
under the greatest obligations to my father's active
superintendence, and when, immediately before my father's
death, Mr. Darcy gave him a voluntary promise of providing for
me, I am convinced that he felt it to be as much a debt of
gratitude to HIM, as of his affection to myself.

How strange!cried Elizabeth. "How abominable! I wonder
that the very pride of this Mr. Darcy has not made him just to
you! If from no better motivethat he should not have been too
proud to be dishonest-- for dishonesty I must call it."

It IS wonderful,replied Wickhamfor almost all his actions
may be traced to pride; and pride had often been his best friend.
It has connected him nearer with virtue than with any other
feeling. But we are none of us consistent, and in his behaviour
to me there were stronger impulses even than pride.

Can such abominable pride as his have ever done him good?

Yes. It has often led him to be liberal and generous, to give his
money freely, to display hospitality, to assist his tenants, and
relieve the poor. Family pride, and FILIAL pride-- for he is very
proud of what his father was-- have done this. Not to appear to
disgrace his family, to degenerate from the popular qualities, or
lose the influence of the Pemberley House, is a powerful motive.
He has also BROTHERLY pride, which, with SOME brotherly
affection, makes him a very kind and careful guardian of his
sister, and you will hear him generally cried up as the most
attentive and best of brothers.

What sort of girl is Miss Darcy?

He shook his head. "I wish I could call her amiable. It gives me
pain to speak ill of a Darcy. But she is too much like her
brother-- veryvery proud. As a childshe was affectionate and
pleasingand extremely fond of me; and I have devoted hours
and hours to her amusement. But she is nothing to me now.
She is a handsome girlabout fifteen or sixteenandI
understandhighly accomplished. Since her father's deathher
home has been Londonwhere a lady lives with herand


superintends her education."

After many pauses and many trials of other subjectsElizabeth
could not help reverting once more to the firstand saying:

I am astonished at his intimacy with Mr. Bingley! How can Mr.
Bingley, who seems good humour itself, and is, I really believe,
truly amiable, be in friendship with such a man? How can they
suit each other? Do you know Mr. Bingley?

Not at all.

He is a sweet-tempered, amiable, charming man. He cannot
know what Mr. Darcy is.

Probably not; but Mr. Darcy can please where he chooses. He
does not want abilities. He can be a conversible companion if he
thinks it worth his while. Among those who are at all his equals
in consequence, he is a very different man from what he is to the
less prosperous. His pride never deserts him; but with the rich
he is liberal-minded, just, sincere, rational, honourable, and
perhaps agreeable-- allowing something for fortune and figure.

The whist party soon afterwards breaking upthe players
gathered round the other table and Mr. Collins took his station
between his cousin Elizabeth and Mrs. Phillips. The usual
inquiries as to his success was made by the latter. It had not
been very great; he had lost every point; but when Mrs. Phillips
began to express her concern thereuponhe assured her with
much earnest gravity that it was not of the least importancethat
he considered the money as a mere trifleand begged that she
would not make herself uneasy.

I know very wellmadam said he, that when persons sit down
to a card tablethey must take their chances of these thingsand
happily I am not in such circumstances as to make five shillings
any object. There are undoubtedly many who could not say the
samebut thanks to Lady Catherine de BourghI am removed
far beyond the necessity of regarding little matters."

Mr. Wickham's attention was caught; and after observing Mr.
Collins for a few momentshe asked Elizabeth in a low voice
whether her relation was very intimately acquainted with the
family of de Bourgh.

Lady Catherine de Bourgh,she repliedhas very lately given
him a living. I hardly know how Mr. Collins was first
introduced to her notice, but he certainly has not known her
long.

You know of course that Lady Catherine de Bourgh and Lady
Anne Darcy were sisters; consequently that she is aunt to the
present Mr. Darcy.

No, indeed, I did not. I knew nothing at all of Lady Catherine's
connections. I never heard of her existence till the day before
yesterday.

Her daughter, Miss de Bourgh, will have a very large fortune,
and it is believed that she and her cousin will unite the two
estates.

This information made Elizabeth smileas she thought of poor
Miss Bingley. Vain indeed must be all her attentionsvain and


useless her affection for his sister and her praise of himselfif he
were already self-destined for another.

Mr. Collins,said shespeaks highly both of Lady Catherine
and her daughter; but from some particulars that he has related
of her ladyship, I suspect his gratitude misleads him, and that in
spite of her being his patroness, she is an arrogant, conceited
woman.

I believe her to be both in a great degree,replied Wickham; "I
have not seen her for many yearsbut I very well remember that
I never liked herand that her manners were dictatorial and
insolent. She has the reputation of being remarkably sensible
and clever; but I rather believe she derives part of her abilities
from her rank and fortunepart from her authoritative manner
and the rest from the pride for her nephewwho chooses that
every one connected with him should have an understanding of
the first class."

Elizabeth allowed that he had given a very rational account of it
and they continued talking togetherwith mutual satisfaction till
supper put an end to cardsand gave the rest of the ladies their
share of Mr. Wickham's attentions. There could be no
conversation in the noise of Mrs. Phillips's supper partybut his
manners recommended him to everybody. Whatever he said
was said well; and whatever he diddone gracefully. Elizabeth
went away with her head full of him. She could think of nothing
but of Mr. Wickhamand of what he had told herall the way
home; but there was not time for her even to mention his name
as they wentfor neither Lydia nor Mr. Collins were once silent.
Lydia talked incessantly of lottery ticketsof the fish she had lost
and the fish she had won; and Mr. Collins in describing the
civility of Mr. and Mrs. Phillipsprotesting that he did not in the
least regard his losses at whistenumerating all the dishes at
supperand repeatedly fearing that he crowded his cousinshad
more to say than he could well manage before the carriage
stopped at Longbourn House.

Chapter 17

Elizabeth related to Jane the next day what had passed between
Mr. Wickham and herself. Jane listened with astonishment and
concern; she knew not how to believe that Mr. Darcy could be
so unworthy of Mr. Bingley's regard; and yetit was not in her
nature to question the veracity of a young man of such amiable
appearance as Wickham. The possibility of his having endured
such unkindnesswas enough to interest all her tender feelings;
and nothing remained therefore to be donebut to think well of
them bothto defend the conduct of eachand throw into the
account of accident or mistake whatever could not be otherwise
explained.

They have both,said shebeen deceived, I dare say, in some
way or other, of which we can form no idea. Interested people
have perhaps misrepresented each to the other. It is, in short,
impossible for us to conjecture the causes or circumstances
which may have alienated them, without actual blame on either


side.

Very true, indeed; and now, my dear Jane, what have you got
to say on behalf of the interested people who have probably been
concerned in the business? Do clear THEM too, or we shall be
obliged to think ill of somebody?

Laugh as much as you choose, but you will not laugh me out of
my opinion. My dearest Lizzy, do but consider in what a
disgraceful light it places Mr. Darcy, to be treating his father's
favourite in such a manner, one whom his father had promised to
provide for. It is impossible. No man of common humanity, no
man who had any value for his character, could be capable of it.
Can his most intimate friends be so excessively deceived in him?
Oh! no.

I can much more easily believe Mr. Bingley's being imposed on,
than that Mr. Wickham should invent such a history of himself as
he gave me last night; names, facts, everything mentioned
without ceremony. If it be not so, let Mr. Darcy contradict it.
Besides, there was truth in his looks.

It is difficult indeed-- it is distressing. One does not know what
to think.

I beg your pardon; one knows exactly what to think.

But Jane could think with certainty on only one point-- that Mr.
Bingleyif he HAD been imposed onwould have much to suffer
when the affair became public.

The two young ladies were summoned from the shrubbery
where this conversation passedby the arrival of the very
persons of whom they had been speaking; Mr. Bingley and his
sisters came to give their personal invitation for the
long-expected ball at Netherfieldwhich was fixed for the
following Tuesday. The two ladies were delighted to see their
dear friend againcalled it an age since they had metand
repeatedly asked what she had been doing with herself since
their separation. To the rest of the family they paid little
attention; avoiding Mrs. Bennet as much as possiblesaying not
much to Elizabethand nothing at all to the others. They were
soon gone againrising from their seats with an activity which
took their brother by surpriseand hurrying off as if eager to
escape from Mrs. Bennet's civilities.

The prospect of the Netherfield ball was extremely agreeable to
every female of the family. Mrs. Bennet chose to consider it as
given in compliment to her eldest daughterand was particularly
flattered by receiving the invitation from Mr. Bingley himself
instead of a ceremonious card. Jane pictured to herself a happy
evening in the society of her two friendsand the attentions of
her brother; and Elizabeth thought with pleasure of dancing a
great deal with Mr. Wickhamand of seeing a confirmation of
everything in Mr. Darcy's look and behavior. The happiness
anticipated by Catherine and Lydia depended less on any single
eventor any particular personfor though they eachlike
Elizabethmeant to dance half the evening with Mr. Wickham
he was be no means the only partner who could satisfy themand
a ball wasat any ratea ball. And even Mary could assure her
family that she had no disinclination for it.

While I can have my mornings to myself,said sheit is
enough-- I think it is no sacrifice to join occasionally in evening


engagements. Society has claims on us all; and I profess myself
one of hose who consider intervals of recreation and amusement
as desirable for everybody.

Elizabeth's spirits were so high on this occasionthat though she
did not often speak unnecessarily to Mr. Collinsshe could not
help asking him whether he intended to accept Mr. Bingley's
invitationand if he didwhether he would think it proper to join
in the evening's amusement; and she was rather surprised to find
that he entertained no scruple whatever on that headand was
very far from dreading a rebuke either from the Archbishopor
Lady Catherine de Bourghby venturing to dance.

I am by no means of the opinion, I assure you,said hethat a
ball of this kind, given by a young man of character, to
respectable people, can have any evil tendency; and I am so far
from objecting to dancing myself, that I shall hope to be
honoured with the hands of all my fair cousins in the course of
the evening; and I take this opportunity of soliciting yours, Miss
Elizabeth, for the two first dances especially, a preference which
I trust my cousin Jane will attribute to the right cause, and not to
any disrespect for her.

Elizabeth felt herself completely taken in. She had fully
proposed being engaged by Mr. Wickham for those very dances;
and to have Mr. Collins instead! her liveliness had never been
worse times. There was no help for ithowever. Mr.
Wickham's happiness and her own were perforce delayed a little
longerand Mr. Collins' proposal accepted with as good a grace
as she could. She was not better the pleased with his gallantry
from the idea it suggested of something more. It now first
struck herthat SHE was selected from among her sisters as
worthy of being mistress of Hunsford Parsonageand of
assisting to form a quadrille table at Rosingsin the absence of
more eligible visitors. The idea soon reached to convictionas
she observed his increasing civilities toward herselfand heard
his frequent attempt at a compliment on her wit and vivacity; and
though more astonished than gratified herself by this effect of
her charmsit was not long before her mother gave her to
understand that the probability of their marriage was extremely
agreeable to HER. Elizabethhoweverdid not choose to take
the hintbeing well aware that a serious dispute must be the
consequence of any reply. Mr. Collins might never make the
offerandtill he didit was useless to quarrel about him.

If there had not been a Netherfield ball to prepare for and talk
ofthe younger Miss Bennets would have been in a very pitiable
state at this timefor form the day of the invitationto the day of
the ballthere was such a succession of rain as prevented their
walking to Meryton once. No auntno officersno news could
be sought after-- the very shoe-roses for Netherfield were got by
proxy. Even Elizabeth might have found some trial of her
patience in weather which totally suspended the improvement of
her acquaintance with Mr. Wickham; and nothing less than a
dance on Tuesdaycould have made such a FridaySaturday
Sundayand Monday endurable to Kitty and Lydia.

Chapter 18


Till Elizabeth entered the drawing-room at Netherfieldand
looked in vain for Mr. Wickham among the cluster of red coats
there assembleda doubt of his being present had never occurred
to her. The certainty of meeting him had not been checked by
any of those recollections that might not unreasonably have
alarmed her. She had dressed with more than usual careand
prepared in the highest spirits for the conquest of all that
remained unsubdued of his hearttrusting that it was not more
than might be won in the course of the evening. But in an
instant arose the dreadful suspicion of his being purposely
omitted for Mr. Darcy's pleasure in the Bingleys' invitation to the
officers; and though this was not exactly the casethe absolute
fact of his absence was pronounced by his friend Dennyto
whom Lydia eagerly appliedand who told them that Wickham
had been obliged to go to town on business the day beforeand
was not yet returned; addingwith a significant smileI do not
imagine his business would have called him away just now, if he
had not wanted to avoid a certain gentleman here.

This part of his intelligencethough unheard by Lydiawas
caught by Elizabethandas it assured her that Darcy was not
less answerable for Wickham's absence than if her first surmise
had been justevery feeling of displeasure against the former
was so sharpened by immediate disappointmentthat she could
hardly reply with tolerable civility to the polite inquiries which
he directly afterwards approached to make. Attendance
forbearancepatience with Darcywas injury to Wickham. She
was resolved against any sort of conversation with himand
turned away with a degree of ill-humour which she could not
wholly surmount even in speaking to Mr. Bingleywhose blind
partiality provoked her.

But Elizabeth was not formed for ill-humour; and though every
prospect of her own was destroyed for the eveningit could not
dwell long on her spirits; and having told all her griefs to
Charlotte Lucaswhom she had not seen for a weekshe was
soon able to make a voluntary transition to the oddities of her
cousinand to point him out to her particular notice. The first
two danceshoweverbrought a return of distress; they were
dances of mortification. Mr. Collinsawkward and solemn
apologising instead of attendingand often moving wrong
without being aware of itgave her all the shame and misery
which disagreeable partner for a couple of dances can give. The
moment of her release from him was ecstasy.

She danced next with an officerand had the refreshment of
talking of Wickhamand of hearing that he was universally liked.
When those dances were overshe returned to Charlotte Lucas
and was in conversation with herwhen she found herself
suddenly addressed by Mr. Darcy who took her so much by
surprise in his application for her handthatwithout knowing
what she didshe accepted him. He walked away again
immediatelyand she was left to fret over her own want of
presence of mind; Charlotte tried to console her:

I dare say you will find him very agreeable.

Heaven forbid! THAT would be the greatest misfortune of all!
To find a man agreeable whom on is determined to hate! Do not
wish me such an evil.

When the dancing recommencedhoweverand Darcy


approached to claim her handCharlotte could not help
cautioning her in a whispernot to be a simpletonand allow her
fancy for Wickham to make her appear unpleasant in the eyes of
a man ten times his consequence. Elizabeth made no answer
and took her place in the setamazed at the dignity to which she
was arrived in being allowed to stand opposite to Mr. Darcy
and reading in her neighbours' lookstheir equal amazement in
beholding it. They stood for some time without speaking a
word; and she began to imagine that their silence was to last
through the two dancesand at first was resolved not to break it;
till suddenly fancying that it would be the greater punishment to
her partner to oblige him to talkshe made some slight
observation on the dance. He repliedand was again silent.
After a pause of some minutesshe addressed him a second time
with:-- "It is YOUR turn to say something nowMr. Darcy. I
talked about the danceand YOU ought to make some sort of
remark on the size of the roomor the number of couples."

He smiledand assured her that whatever she wished him to say
should be said.

Very well. That reply will do for the present. Perhaps by and
by I may observe that private balls are much pleasanter than
public ones. But NOW we may be silent.

Do you talk by rule, then, while you are dancing?

Sometimes. One must speak a little, you know. It would look
odd to be entirely silent for half an hour together; and yet for the
advantage of SOME, conversation ought to be so arranged, as
that they may have the trouble of saying as little as possible.

Are you consulting your own feelings in the present case, or do
you imagine that you are gratifying mine?

Both,replied Elizabeth archly; "for I have always seen a great
similarity in the turn of our minds. We are each of an unsocial
taciturn dispositionunwilling to speakunless we expect to say
something that will amaze the whole roomand be handed down
to posterity with all the eclat of a proverb."

This is no very striking resemblance of your own character, I
am sure,said he. "How near it may be to MINEI cannot
pretend to say. YOU think it a faithful portrait undoubtedly."

I must not decide on my own performance.

He made no answerand they were again silent till they had gone
down the dancewhen he asked her if she and her sisters did not
very often walk to Meryton? She answered in the affirmative
andunable to resist the temptationaddedWhen you met us
there the other day, we had just been forming a new
acquaintance.

The effect was immediate. A deeper shade of hauteur
overspread his featuresbut he said not a wordand Elizabeth
though blaming herself for her own weaknesscould not go on.
At length Darcy spokeand in a constrained manner saidMr.
Wickham is blessed with such happy manners as may ensure his
MAKING friends-- whether he may be equally capable of
RETAINING them, is less certain.

He has been so unlucky as to lose YOUR friendship,replied
Elizabeth with emphasisand in a manner which he is likely to


suffer from all his life.


Darcy made no answerand seemed desirous of changing the
subject. At that momentSir William Lucas appeared close to
themmeaning to pass through the set to the other side of the
room; but on perceiving Mr. Darcyhe stopped with a bow of
superior courtesy to compliment him on his dancing and his
partner.


I have been most highly gratified indeed, my dear sir. Such
very superior dancing is not often seen. It is evident that you
belong to the first circles. Allow me to say, however, that your
fair partner does not disgrace you, and that I must hope to have
this pleasure often repeated, especially when a certain desirable
event, my dear Eliza (glancing at her sister and Bingley) shall
take place. What congratulations will then flow in! I appeal to
Mr. Darcy:-- but let me not interrupt you, sir. You will not
thank me for detaining you from the bewitching converse of that
young lady, whose bright eyes are also upbraiding me.


The latter part of this address was scarcely heard by Darcy; but
Sir William's allusion to his friend seemed to strike him forcibly
and his eyes were directed with a very serious expression
towards Bingley and Janewho were dancing together.
Recovering himselfhowevershortlyhe turned to his partner
and saidSir William's interruption has made me forget what
we were talking of.


I do not think we were speaking at all. Sir William could not
have interrupted two people in the room who had less to say for
themselves. We have tried two or three subjects already without
success, and what we are to talk of next I cannot imagine.


What think you of books?said hesmiling.


Books-- oh! no. I am sure we never read the same, or not with
the same feelings.


I am sorry you think so; but if that be the case, there can at
least be no want of subject. We may compare our different
opinions.


No-- I cannot talk of books in a ball-room; my head is always
full of something else.


The PRESENT always occupies you in such scenes-- does it?
said hewith a look of doubt.


Yes, always,she repliedwithout knowing what she saidfor
her thoughts had wandered far from the subjectas soon
afterwards appeared by her suddenly exclaimingI remember
hearing you once say, Mr. Darcy, that you hardly ever forgave,
that you resentment once created was unappeasable. You are
very cautious, I suppose, as to its BEING CREATED.


I am,said hewith a firm voice.


And never allow yourself to be blinded by prejudice?


I hope not.


It is particularly incumbent on those who never change their
opinion, to be secure of judging properly at first.



May I ask to what these questions tend?"

Merely to the illustration of YOUR character,said she
endeavouring to shake off her gravity. "I am trying to make it
out."

And what is your success?

She shook her head. "I do not get on at all. I hear such
different accounts of you as puzzle me exceedingly."

I can readily believe,answered he gravelythat reports may
vary greatly with respect to me; and I could wish, Miss Bennet,
that you were not to sketch my character at the present moment,
as there is reason to fear that the performance would reflect no
credit on either.

But if I do not take your likeness now, I may never have
another opportunity.

I would by no means suspend any pleasure of yours,he coldly
replied. She said no moreand they went down the other dance
and parted in silence; and on each side dissatisfiedthough not to
an equal degreefor in Darcy's breast there was a tolerable
powerful feeling towards herwhich soon procured her pardon
and directed all his anger against another.

They had not long separatedwhen Miss Bingley came towards
herand with an expression of civil disdain accosted her:-- "So
Miss ElizaI hear you are quite delighted with George
Wickham! Your sister has been talking to me about himand
asking me a thousand questions; and I find that the young man
quite forgot to tell youamong his other communicationthat he
was the son of old Wickhamthe late Mr. Darcy's steward. Let
me recommend youhoweveras a friendnot to give implicit
confidence to all his assertions; for as to Mr. Darcy's using him
illit is perfectly false; foron the contraryhe has always been
remarkably kind to himthough George Wickham has treated
Mr. Darcy in a most infamous manner. I do not know the
particularsbut I know very well that Mr. Darcy is not in the
least to blamethat he cannot bear to hear George Wickham
mentionedand that though my brother thought that he could
not well avoid including him in his invitation to the officershe
was excessively glad to find that he had taken himself out of the
way. His coming into the country at all is a most insolent thing
indeedand I wonder how he could presume to do it. I pity you
Miss Elizafor this discovery of your favourite's guilt; but really
considering his descentone could not expect much better."

His guilt and his descent appear by your account to be the
same,said Elizabeth angrily; "for I have heard you accuse him
of nothing worse than of being the son of Mr. Darcy's steward
and of THATI can assure youhe informed me himself."

I beg your pardon,replied Miss Bingleyturning away with a
sneer. "Excuse my interference: it was kindly meant."

Insolent girl!said Elizabeth to herself. "You are much
mistaken if you expect to influence me by such a paltry attack
as this. I see nothing in it but your own wilful ignorance and the
malice of Mr. Darcy." She then sought her eldest sisterwho
has undertaken to make inquiries on the same subject of Bingley.
Jane met her with a smile of such sweet complacencya glow of
such happy expressionas sufficiently marked how well she was


satisfied with the occurrences of the evening. Elizabeth instantly
read her feelingsand at that moment solicitude for Wickham
resentment against his enemiesand everything elsegave way
before the hope of Jane's being in the fairest way for happiness.

I want to know,said shewith a countenance no less smiling
than her sister'swhat you have learnt about Mr. Wickham.
But perhaps you have been too pleasantly engaged to think of
any third person; in which case you may be sure of my pardon.

No,replied JaneI have not forgotten him; but I have nothing
satisfactory to tell you. Mr. Bingley does not know the whole of
his history, and is quite ignorant of the circumstances which have
principally offended Mr. Darcy; but he will vouch for the good
conduct, the probity, and honour of his friend, and is perfectly
convinced that Mr. Wickham has deserved much less attention
from Mr. Darcy than he has received; and I am sorry to say by
his account as well as his sister's, Mr. Wickham is by no means a
respectable young man. I am afraid he has been very imprudent,
and has deserved to lose Mr. Darcy's regard.

Mr. Bingley does not know Mr. Wickham himself?

No; he never saw him till the other morning at Meryton.

This account then is what he has received from Mr. Darcy. I
am satisfied. But what does he say of the living?

He does not exactly recollect the circumstances, though he has
heard them from Mr. Darcy more than once, but he believes that
it was left to him CONDITIONALLY only.

I have not a doubt of Mr. Bingley's sincerity,said Elizabeth
warmly; "but you must excuse my not being convinced by
assurances only. Mr. Bingley's defense of his friend was a very
able oneI dare say; but since he is unacquainted with several
parts of the storyand has learnt the rest from that friend
himselfI shall venture to still think of both gentlemen as I did
before."

She then changed the discourse to one more gratifying to each
and on which there could be no difference of sentiment.
Elizabeth listened with delight to the happythough modest
hopes which Jane entertained of Mr. Bingley's regardand said
all in her power to heighten her confidence in it. On their being
joined by Mr. Bingley himselfElizabeth withdrew to Miss
Lucas; to whose inquiry after the pleasantness of her last partner
she had scarcely repliedbefore Mr. Collins came up to them
and told her with great exultation that he had just been so
fortunate as to make a most important discovery.

I have found out,said heby a singular accident, that there is
now in the room a near relation of my patroness. I happened to
overhear the gentleman himself mentioning to the young lady
who does the honours of the house the names of his cousin Miss
de Bourgh, and of her mother Lady Catherine. How
wonderfully these sort of things occur! Who would have
thought of my meeting with, perhaps, a nephew of Lady
Catherine de Bourgh in his assembly! I am most thankful that
the discovery is made in time for me to pay my respects to him,
which I am now going to do, and trust he will excuse my not
having done it before. My total ignorance of the connection
must plead my apology.


You are not going to introduce yourself to Mr. Darcy!

Indeed I am. I shall entreat his pardon for not having done it
earlier. I believe him to be Lady Catherine's NEPHEW. It will
be in my power to assure him that her ladyship was quite well
yesterday se'nnight.

Elizabeth tried hard to dissuade him from such a scheme
assuring him that Mr. Darcy would consider his addressing him
without introduction as an impertinent freedomrather than a
compliment to his aunt; that it was not in the least necessary
there should be any notice on either side; and that if it wereit
must belong to Mr. Darcythe superior in consequenceto begin
the acquaintance. Mr. Collins listened to her with the
determined air of following his own inclinationandwhen she
ceased speakingreplied thus:-- "My dear Miss ElizabethI have
the highest opinion in the world in your excellent judgement in
all matters within the scope of your understanding; but permit
me to saythat there must be a wide difference between the
established forms of ceremony amongst the laityand those
which regulate the clergy; forgive me leave to observe that I
consider the clerical office as equal in point of dignity with the
highest rank in the kingdom-- provided that a proper humility of
behaviour is at the same time maintained. You must therefore
allow me to follow the dictates of my conscience on this
occasionwhich leads me to perform what I look on as a point
of duty. Pardon me for neglecting to profit by your advice
which on every other subject shall be my constant guidethough
in the case before us I consider myself more fitted by education
and habitual study to decide on what is right than a young lady
like yourself." And with a low bow he left her to attack Mr.
Darcywhose reception of his advances she eagerly watched
and whose astonishment at being so addressed was very evident.
Her cousin prefaced his speech with a solemn bow and though
she could not hear a word of itshe felt as if hearing it alland
saw in the motion of his lips the words "apology Hunsford
and Lady Catherine de Bourgh." It vexed her to see him
expose himself to such a man. Mr. Darcy was eyeing him with
unrestrained wonderand when at last Mr. Collins allowed him
time to speakreplied with an air of distant civility. Mr. Collins
howeverwas not discouraged from speaking againand Mr.
Darcy's contempt seemed abundantly increasing with the length
of his second speechand at the end of it he only made him a
slight bowand moved another way. Mr. Collins then returned
to Elizabeth.

I have no reason, I assure you,said heto be dissatisfied with
my reception. Mr. Darcy seemed much pleased with the
attention. He answered me with the utmost civility, and even
paid me the compliment of saying that he was so well convinced
of Lady Catherine's discernment as to be certain she could never
bestow a favour unworthily. It was really a very handsome
thought. Upon the whole, I am much pleased with him.

As Elizabeth had no longer any interest of her own to pursue
she turned her attention almost entirely on her sister and Mr.
Bingley; and the train of agreeable reflections which her
observations gave birth tomade her perhaps almost as happy as
Jane. She saw her in idea settled in that very housein all the
felicity which a marriage of true affection could bestow; and she
felt capableunder such circumstancesof endeavouring even to
like Bingley's two sisters. Her mother's thoughts she plainly saw
were bent the same wayand she determined not to venture near
herlest she might hear too much. When they sat down to


supperthereforeshe considered it a most unlucky perverseness
which placed them within one of each other; and deeply was she
vexed to find that her mother was talking to that one person
(Lady Lucas) freelyopenlyand of nothing else but her
expectation that Jane would soon be married to Mr. Bingley. It
was an animating subjectand Mrs. Bennet seemed incapable of
fatigue while enumerating the advantages of the match. His
being such a charming young manand so richand living but
three miles from themwere the first points of self-gratulation;
and then it was such a comfort to think how fond the two sisters
were of Janeand to be certain that they must desire the
connection as much as she could do. It wasmoreoversuch a
promising thing for her younger daughtersas Jane's marrying so
greatly must throw them in the way of other rich men; and lastly
it was so pleasant at her time of life to be able to consign her
single daughters to the care of their sisterthat she might not be
obliged to go into company more than she liked. It was
necessary to make this circumstance a matter of pleasure
because on such occasions it is the etiquette; but no one was less
likely than Mrs. Bennet to find comfort in staying home at any
period of her life. She concluded with many good wishes that
Lady Lucas might soon be equally fortunatethough evidently
and triumphantly believing there was no chance of it.

In vain did Elizabeth endeavour to check the rapidity of her
mother's wordsor persuade her to describe her felicity in a less
audible whisper; forto her inexpressible vexationshe could
perceive that the chief of it was overheard by Mr. Darcywho
sat opposite to them. Her mother only scolded her for being
nonsensical.

What is Mr. Darcy to me, pray, that I should be afraid of him?
I am sure we owe him no such particular civility as to be obliged
to say nothing HE may not like to hear.

For heaven's sake, madam, speak lower. What advantage can it
be for you to offend Mr. Darcy? You will never recommend
yourself to his friend by so doing!

Nothing that she could sayhoweverhad any influence. Her
mother would talk of her views in the same intelligible tone.
Elizabeth blushed and blushed again with shame and vexation.
She could not help frequently glancing her eye at Mr. Darcy
though every glance convinced her of what she dreaded; for
though he was not always looking at her mothershe was
convinced that his attention was invariably fixed by her. The
expression of his face changed gradually from indignant
contempt to a composed and steady gravity.

At lengthhoweverMrs. Bennet had no more to say; and Lady
Lucaswho had been long yawning at the repetition of delights
which she saw no likelihood of sharingwas left to the comforts
of cold ham and chicken. Elizabeth now began to revive. But
not long was the interval of tranquillity; forwhen supper was
oversinging was talked ofand she had the mortification of
seeing Maryafter very little entreatypreparing to oblige the
company. By many significant looks and silent entreatiesdid
she endeavour to prevent such a proof of complaisancebut in
vain; Mary would not understand them; such an opportunity of
exhibiting was delightful to herand she began her song.
Elizabeth's eyes were fixed on her with most painful sensations
and she watched her progress through the several stanzas with
an impatience which was very ill rewarded at their close; for
Maryon receivingamongst the thanks of the tablethe hint of a


hope that she might be prevailed on to favour them againafter
the pause of half a minute began another. Mary's powers were
by no means fitted for such a display; her voice was weakand
her manner affected. Elizabeth was in agonies. She looked at
Janeto see how she bore it; but Jane was very composedly
talking to Bingley. She looked at his two sistersand saw them
making signs of derision at each otherand at Darcywho
continuedhoweverimperturbably grave. She looked at her
father to entreat his interferencelest Mary should be singing all
night. He took the hintand when Mary had finished her second
songsaid aloudThat will do extremely well, child. You have
delighted us long enough. Let the other young ladies have time
to exhibit.

Marythough pretending not to hearwas somewhat
disconcerted; and Elizabethsorry for herand sorry for her
father's speechwas afraid her anxiety had done no good.
Others of the party were now applied to.

If I,said Mr. Collinswere so fortunate as to be able to sing,
I should have great pleasure, I am sure, in obliging the company
with an air; for I consider music as a very innocent diversion,
and perfectly compatible with the profession of a clergyman. I
do not mean, however, to assert that we can be justified in
devoting too much of our time to music, for there are certainly
other things to be attended to. The rector of a parish has much
to do. In the first place, he must make such an agreement for
tithes as a may be beneficial to himself and not offensive to his
patron. He must write his own sermons; and the time that
remains will not be too much for his parish duties, and the care
and improvement of his dwelling, which he cannot be excused
from making as a comfortable as a possible. And I do not think
it of light importance that he should have attentive and
conciliatory manner towards everybody, especially towards
those to whom he owes his preferment. I cannot acquit him of
that duty; nor could I think well of the man who should omit an
occasion of testifying his respect towards anybody connected
with the family.And with a bow to Mr. Darcyhe concluded
his speechwhich had been spoken so loud as a to be heard by
half the room. Many stared-- many smiled; but no one looked
more amused than Mr. Bennet himselfwhile his wife seriously
commended Mr. Collins for having spoken so sensiblyand
observed in a half-whisper to Lady Lucasthat he was a
remarkably clevergood kind of young man.

To Elizabeth it appeared thathad her family made an agreement
to expose themselves as a much as a they could during the
eveningit would have been impossible for them to play their
parts with more spirit or finer success; and happy did she think it
for Bingley and her sister that some of the exhibition had
escaped his noticeand that his feelings were not of a sort to be
much distressed by the folly which he must have witnessed.
That his two sisters and Mr. Darcyhowevershould have such
an opportunity of ridiculing her relationswas bad enoughand
she could not determine whether the silent contempt of the
gentlemanor the insolent smiles of the ladieswere more
intolerable.

The rest of the evening brought her little amusement. She was
teased by Mr. Collinswho continued most perseveringly by her
sideand though he could not prevail on her to dance with him
againput it out of her power to dance with others. In vain did
she entreat him to stand up with somebody elseand offer to
introduce him to any young lady in the room. He assured her


that as to dancinghe was perfectly indifferent to it; that his
chief object was by delicate attentions to recommend himself to
her and that he should therefore make a point of remaining close
to her the whole evening. There was no arguing upon such a
project. She owed her greatest relief to her friend Miss Lucas
who often joined themand good-naturedly engaged Mr.
Collins's conversation to herself.

She was at least free from the offense of Mr. Darcy's further
notice; though often standing within a very short distance of her
quite disengagedhe never came near enough to speak. She felt
it to be the probable consequence of her allusions to Mr.
Wickhamand rejoiced in it.

The Longbourn party were the last of all the company to depart
andby a manoeuvre of Mrs. Bennethad to wait for their
carriage a quarter of an hour after everybody else was gone
which gave them time to see how heartily they were wished
away by some of the family. Mrs. Hurst and her sister scarcely
opened their mouthsexcept to complain of fatigueand were
evidently impatient to have the house to themselves. They
repulsed every attempt of Mrs. Bennet at conversationand by
so doing threw a languor over the whole partywhich was very
little relieved by the long speeches of Mr. Collinswho was
complimenting Mr. Bingley and his sisters on the elegance of
their entertainmentand the hospitality and politeness which had
marked their behaviour to their guests. Darcy said nothing at all.
Mr. Bennetin equal silencewas enjoying the scene. Mr.
Bingley and Jane were standing togethera little detached from
the restand talked only to each other. Elizabeth preserved as
steady a silence as either Mrs. Hurst or Miss Bingley; and even
Lydia was too much fatigued to utter more than the occasional
exclamation of "Lordhow tired I am!" accompanied by a
violent yawn.

When at length they arose to take leaveMrs. Bennet was most
pressingly civil in her hope of seeing the whole family soon at
Longbournand addressed herself especially to Mr. Bingleyto
assure him how happy he would make them by eating a family
dinner with them at any timewithout the ceremony of a formal
invitation. Bingley was all grateful pleasureand he readily
engaged for taking the earliest opportunity of waiting on her
after his return from Londonwhither he was obliged to go the
next day for a short time.

Mrs. Bennet was perfectly satisfiedand quitted the house under
the delightful persuasion thatallowing for the necessary
preparations of settlementsnew carriagesand wedding clothes
she should undoubtedly see her daughter settled at Netherfield in
the course of three or four months. Of having another daughter
married to Mr. Collinsshe thought with equal certaintyand
with considerablethough not equalpleasure. Elizabeth was the
least dear to her of all her children; and though the man and the
match were quite good enough for HERthe worth of each was
eclipsed by Mr. Bingley and Netherfield.

Chapter 19


The next day opened a new scene at Longbourn. Mr. Collins
made his declaration in form. Having resolved to do it without
loss of timeas his leave of absence extended only to the
following Saturdayand having no feelings of diffidence to make
it distressing to himself even at the momenthe set about it in a
very orderly mannerwith all the observanceswhich he
supposed a regular part of the business. On finding Mrs.
BennetElizabethand one of the younger girls togethersoon
after breakfasthe addressed the mother in these words: "May I
hopemadamfor your interest with your fair daughter
Elizabethwhen I solicit for the honour of a private audience
with her in the course of this morning?"

Before Elizabeth had time for anything but a blush of surprise
Mrs. Bennet answered instantlyOh dear!-- yes-- certainly. I
am sure Lizzy will be very happy-- I am sure she can have no
objection, Come, Kitty, I want you upstairs.Andgathering
her work togethershe was hastening awaywhen Elizabeth
called out:

Dear madam, do not go. I beg you will not go. Mr. Collins
must excuse me. He can have nothing to say to me that anybody
need not hear. I am going away myself.

No, no, nonsense, Lizzy. I desire you to stay where you are.
And upon Elizabeth's seeming reallywith vexed and
embarrassed looksabout to escapeshe added: "LizzyI
INSIST upon your staying and hearing Mr. Collins."

Elizabeth would not oppose such and injunction-- and a
moment's consideration making her also sensible that it would
be wisest to get it over as soon and as quietly as possibleshe sat
down again and tried to concealby incessant employment the
feelings which were divided between distress and diversion.
Mrs. Bennet and Kitty walked offand as soon as they were
goneMr. Collins began.

Believe me, my dear Miss Elizabeth, that your modesty, so far
from doing you any disservice, rather adds to your other
perfections. You would have been less amiable in my eyes had
there NOT been this little unwillingness; but allow me to assure
you, that I have your respected mother's permission for this
address. You can hardly doubt the purport of my discourse,
however your natural delicacy may lead you to dissemble; my
attentions have been too marked to be mistaken. Almost as
soon as I entered the house, I singled you out as the companion
of my future life. But before I am run away with by my feelings
on this subject, perhaps it would be advisable for me to state
my reasons for marrying-- and, moreover, for coming into
Hertfordshire with the design of selecting a wife, as I certainly
did.

The idea of Mr. Collinswith all his solemn composurebeing
run away with by his feelingsmade Elizabeth so near laughing
that she could not use the short pause he allowed in any attempt
to stop him furtherand he continued:

My reasons for marrying are, first, that I think it a right thing
for every clergyman in easy circumstances (like myself) to set
the example of matrimony in his parish; secondly, that I am
convinced that it will add very greatly to my happiness; and
thirdly--which perhaps I ought to have mentioned earlier, that it
is the particular advice and recommendation of the very noble


lady whom I have the honour of calling patroness. Twice has
she condescended to give me her opinion (unasked too!) on this
subject; and it was but the very Saturday night before I left
Hunsford-- between our pools at quadrille, while Mrs. Jenkinson
was arranging Miss de Bourgh's footstool, that she said, 'Mr.
Collins, you must marry. A clergyman like you must marry.
Choose properly, choose a gentlewoman for MY sake; and for
your OWN, let her be an active, useful sort of person, not brought
up high, but able to make a small income go a good way. This is
my advice. Find such a woman as soon as you can, bring her to
Hunsford, and I will visit her.' Allow me, by the way, to
observe, my fair cousin, that I do not reckon the notice and
kindness of Lady Catherine de Bourgh as among the least of the
advantages in my power to offer. You will find her manners
beyond anything I can describe; and your wit and vivacity, I
think, must be acceptable to her, especially when tempered with
the silence and respect which her rank will inevitably excite.
Thus much for my general intention in favour of matrimony; it
remains to be told why my views were directed towards
Longbourn instead of my own neighbourhood, where I can
assure you there are many amiable young women. But the fact
is, that being, as I am, to inherit this estate after the death of
your honoured father (who, however, may live many years
longer), I could not satisfy myself without resolving to choose a
wife from among his daughters, that the loss to them might be as
little as possible, when the melancholy event takes place-- which,
however, as I have already said, may not be for several years.
This has been my motive, my fair cousin, and I flatter myself it
will not sink me in your esteem. And now nothing remains but
for me but to assure you in the most animated language of the
violence of my affection. To fortune I am perfectly indifferent,
and shall make no demand of that nature on your father, since I
am well aware that it could not be complied with; and that one
thousand pounds in the four per cents, which will not be yours
till after your mother's decease, is all that you may ever be
entitled to. On that head, therefore, I shall be uniformly silent;
and you may assure yourself that no ungenerous reproach shall
ever pass my lips when we are married.

It was absolutely necessary to interrupt him now.

You are too hasty, sir,she cried. "You forget that I have
made no answer. Let me do it without further loss of time.
Accept my thanks for the compliment you are paying me. I am
very sensible of the honour of your proposalsbut it is
impossible for me to do otherwise than to decline them."

I am not now to learn,replied Mr. Collinswith a formal wave
of the handthat it is usual with young ladies to reject the
addresses of the man whom they secretly mean to accept, when
he first applies for their favour; and that sometimes the refusal is
repeated a second, or even a third time. I am therefore by no
means discouraged by what you have just said, and shall hope to
lead you to the altar ere long.

Upon my word, sir,cried Elizabethyour hope is a rather
extraordinary one after my declaration. I do assure you that I
am not one of those young ladies (if such young ladies there are)
who are so daring as to risk their happiness on the chance of
being asked a second time. I am perfectly serious in my refusal.
You could not make ME happy, and I am convinced that I am
the last woman in the world who could make you so. Nay, were
your friend Lady Catherine to know me, I am persuaded she
would find me in every respect ill qualified for the situation.


Were it certain that Lady Catherine would think so,said Mr.
Collins very gravely-- "but I cannot imagine that her ladyship
would at all disapprove of you. And you may be certain when I
have the honour of seeing her againI shall speak in the very
highest terms of your modestyeconomyand other amiable
qualification."

Indeed, Mr. Collins, all praise of me will be unnecessary. You
must give me leave to judge for myself, and pay me the
compliment of believing what I say. I wish you very happy and
very rich, and by refusing you hand, do all in my power to
prevent your being otherwise. In making me the offer, you must
have satisfied the delicacy of your feelings with regard to my
family, and may take possession of Longbourn estate whenever
it falls, without any self-reproach. This matter may be
considered, therefore, as finally settled.And rising as she thus
spokeshe would have quitted the roomhad Mr. Collins not
thus addressed her:

When I do myself the honour of speaking to you next on the
subject, I shall hope to receive a more favourable answer than
you have now given me; though I am far from accusing you of
cruelty at present, because I know it to be the established
custom of your sex to reject a man on the first application, and
perhaps you have even now said as much to encourage my suit
as would be consistent with the true delicacy of the female
character.

Really, Mr. Collins,cried Elizabeth with some warmthyou
puzzle me exceedingly. If what I have hitherto said can appear
to you in the form of encouragement, I know not how to express
my refusal in such a way as to convince you of its being one.

You must give me leave to flatter myself, my dear cousin, that
your refusal of my addresses is merely words of course. My
reasons for believing it are briefly these: It does not appear to
me that my hand is unworthy your acceptance, or that the
establishment I can offer would be any other than highly
desirable. My situation in life, my connections with the family of
de Bourgh, and my relationship to your own, are circumstances
highly in my favour; and you should take it into further
consideration, that in spite of your manifold attractions, it is by
no means certain that another offer of marriage may ever be
made you. Your portion is unhappily so small that it will in all
likelihood undo the effects of your loveliness and amiable
qualifications. As I must therefore conclude that you are not
serious in your rejection of me, I shall choose to attribute it to
your wish of increasing my love by suspense, according to the
usual practice of elegant females.

I do assure you, sir, that I have no pretensions whatever to that
kind of elegance which consists in tormenting a respectable man.
I would rather be paid the compliment of being believed sincere.
I thank you again and again for the honour you have done me in
your proposals, but to accept them is absolutely impossible. My
feelings in every respect forbid it. Can I speak plainer? Do not
consider me now as an elegant female, intending to plague you,
but as a rational creature, speaking the truth from her heart.

You are uniformly charming!cried hewith an air of awkward
gallantry; "and I am persuaded that when sanctioned by the
express authority of both your excellent parentsmy proposals
will not fail of being acceptable."


To such perseverance in wilful self-deception Elizabeth would
make no replyand immediately and in silence withdrew
determinedthat if he persisted in considering her repeated
refusals as flattering encouragementto apply to her father
whose negative might be uttered in such a manner as to be
decisiveand whose behavior at least could not be mistaken for
the affectation and coquetry of an elegant female.

Chapter 20

Mr. Collins was not left long to the silent contemplation of his
successful love; for Mrs. Bennethaving dawdled about in the
vestibule to watch for the end of the conferenceno sooner saw
Elizabeth open the door and with quick step pass her towards
the staircasethan she entered the breakfast-roomand
congratulated both him and herself in warm terms on the happy
prospect or their nearer connection. Mr. Collins received and
returned these felicitations with equal pleasureand then
proceeded to relate the particulars of their interviewwith the
result of which he trusted he had every reason to be satisfied
since the refusal which his cousin had steadfastly given him
would naturally flow from her bashful modesty and the genuine
delicacy of her character.

This informationhoweverstartled Mrs. Bennet; she would
have been glad to be equally satisfied that her daughter had
meant to encourage him by protesting against his proposalsbut
she dared not believe itand could not help saying so.

But, depend upon it, Mr. Collins,she addedthat Lizzy shall
be brought to reason. I will speak to her about it directly. She
is a very headstrong, foolish girl, and does not know her own
interest but I will MAKE her know it.

Pardon me for interrupting you, madam,cried Mr. Collins;
but if she is really headstrong and foolish, I know not whether
she would altogether be a very desirable wife to a man in my
situation, who naturally looks for happiness in the marriage
state. If therefore she actually persists in rejecting my suit,
perhaps it were better not to force her into accepting me,
because if liable to such defects of temper, she could not
contribute much to my felicity.

Sir, you quite misunderstand me,said Mrs. Bennetalarmed.
Lizzy is only headstrong in such matters as these. In everything
else she is as good-natured a girl as ever lived. I will go directly
to Mr. Bennet, and we shall very soon settle it with her, I am
sure.

She would not give him time to replybut hurrying instantly to
her husbandcalled out as she entered the libraryOh! Mr.
Bennet, you are wanted immediately; we are all in an uproar.
You must come and make Lizzy marry Mr. Collins, for she vows
she will not have him, and if you do not make haste he will
change his mind and not have HER.


Mr. Bennet raised his eyes from his book as she enteredand
fixed them on her face with a calm unconcern which was not in
the least altered by her communication.

I have not the pleasure of understanding you,said hewhen
she had finished her speech. "Of what are you talking?"

Of Mr. Collins and Lizzy. Lizzy declares she will not have Mr.
Collins, and Mr. Collins begins to say that he will not have
Lizzy.

And what am I to do on the occasion? It seems an hopeless
business.

Speak to Lizzy about it yourself. Tell her that you insist upon
her marrying him.

Let her be called down. She shall hear my opinion.

Mrs. Bennet rang the belland Miss Elizabeth was summoned to
the library.

Come here, child,cried her father as she appeared. "I have
sent for you on an affair of importance. I understand that Mr.
Collins has made you an offer of marriage. Is it true?" Elizabeth
replied that it was. "Very well-- and this offer of marriage you
have refused?"

I have, sir.

Very well. We now come to the point. Your mother insists
upon your accepting it. Is it not so, Mrs. Bennet?

Yes, or I will never see her again.

An unhappy alternative is before you, Elizabeth. From this day
you must be a stranger to one of your parents. Your mother will
never see you again if you do NOT marry Mr. Collins, and I will
never see you again if you DO.

Elizabeth could not but smile at such a conclusion of such a
beginningbut Mrs. Bennetwho had persuaded herself that her
husband regarded the affair as she wishedwas excessively
disappointed.

What do you mean, Mr. Bennet, in talking this way? You
promised me to INSIST upon her marrying him.

My dear,replied her husbandI have two small favours to
request. First, that you will allow me the free use of my
understanding on the present occasion; and secondly, of my
room. I shall be glad to have the library to myself as soon as
may be.

Not yethoweverin spite of her disappointment in her husband
did Mrs. Bennet give up the point. She talked to Elizabeth again
and again; coaxed and threatened her by turns. She endeavoured
to secure Jane in her interest; but Janewith all possible
mildnessdeclined interfering; and Elizabethsometimes with
real earnestnessand sometimes with playful gaietyreplied to
her attacks. Though her manner variedhoweverher
determination never did.

Mr. Collinsmeanwhilewas meditating in solitude on what had


passed. He thought too well of himself to comprehend on what
motives his cousin could refuse him; and though his pride was
hurthe suffered in no other way. His regard for her was quite
imaginary; and the possibility of her deserving her mother's
reproach prevented his feeling any regret.


While the family were in this confusionCharlotte Lucas came to
spend the day with them. She was met in the vestibule by Lydia
whoflying to hercried in a half whisperI am glad you are
come, for there is such fun here! What do you think has
happened this morning? Mr. Collins has made an offer to Lizzy,
and she will not have him.


Charlotte hardly had time to answerbefore they were joined by
Kittywho came to tell the same news; and no sooner had they
entered the breakfast-roomwhere Mrs. Bennet was alonethan
she likewise began on the subjectcalling on Miss Lucas for her
compassionand entreating her to persuade her friend Lizzy to
comply with the wishes of all her family. "Pray domy dear
Miss Lucas she added in a melancholy tone, for nobody is on
my sidenobody takes part with me. I am cruelly usednobody
feels for my poor nerves."


Charlotte's reply was spared by the entrance of Jane and
Elizabeth.


Aye, there she comes,continued Mrs. Bennetlooking as
unconcerned as may be, and caring no more for us than if we
were at York, provided she can have her own way. But I tell
you, Miss Lizzy-- if you take it into your head to go on refusing
every offer of marriage in this way, you will never get a husband
at all-- and I am sure I do not know who is to maintain you
when your father is dead. I shall not be able to keep you--
and so I warn you. I have done with you from this very day. I
told you in the library, you know, that I should never speak to
you again, and you will find me as good as my word. I have no
pleasure in talking to undutiful children. Not that I have much
pleasure, indeed, in talking to anybody. People who suffer as I
do from nervous complaints can have no great inclination for
talking. Nobody can tell what I suffer! But it is always so.
Those who do not complain are never pitied.


Her daughters listened in silence to this effusionsensible that
any attempt to reason with her or soothe her would only
increase the irritation. She talked onthereforewithout
interruption from any of themtill they were joined by Mr.
Collinswho entered the room with an air more stately than
usualand on perceiving whomshe said to the girlsNow, I do
insist upon it, that you, all of you, hold your tongues, and let me
and Mr. Collins have a little conversation together.


Elizabeth passed quietly out of the roomJane and Kitty
followedbut Lydia stood her grounddetermined to hear all she
could; and Charlottedetained first by the civility of Mr. Collins
whose inquiries after herself and all her family were very minute
and then by a little curiositysatisfied herself with walking to the
window and pretending not to hear. In a doleful voice Mrs.
Bennet began the projected conversation: "Oh! Mr. Collins!"


My dear madam, replied helet us be for ever silent on this
point. Far be it from me,he presently continuedin a voice that
marked his displeasureto resent the behaviour of your daughter.
Resignation to inevitable evils is the evil duty of us all; the
peculiar duty of a young man who has been so fortunate as I



have been in early preferment; and I trust I am resigned.
Perhaps not the less so from feeling a doubt of my positive
happiness had my fair cousin honoured me with her hand; for I
have often observed that resignation is never so perfect as when
the blessing denied begins to lose somewhat of its value in our
estimation. You will not, I hope, consider me as showing any
disrespect to your family, my dear madam, by thus withdrawing
my pretensions to your daughter's favour, without having paid
yourself and Mr. Bennet to compliment of requesting you to
interpose your authority in my behalf. My conduct may, I fear,
be objectionable in having accepted my dismission from your
daughter's lips instead of your own. But we are all liable to
error. I have certainly meant well through the whole affair. My
object has been to secure an amiable companion for myself, with
due consideration for the advantage of all your family, and if my
MANNER has been at all reprehensible, I here beg leave to
apologise.

Chapter 21

The discussion of Mr. Collins's offer was now nearly at an end
and Elizabeth had only to suffer from the uncomfortable feelings
necessarily attending itand occasionally from some peevish
allusions of her mother. As for the gentleman himselfHIS
feelings were chiefly expressednot by embarrassment or
dejectionor by trying to avoid herbut by stiffness of manner
and resentful silence. He scarcely ever spoke to herand the
assiduous attentions which he had been so sensible of himself
were transferred for the rest of the day to Miss Lucaswhose
civility in listening to him was a seasonable relief to them alland
especially to her friend.

The morrow produced no abatement of Mrs. Bennet's ill-humour
or ill health. Mr. Collins was also in the same state of angry
pride. Elizabeth had hoped that his resentment might shorten his
visitbut his plan did not appear in the least affected by it. He
was always to have gone on Saturdayand to Saturday he meant
to stay.

After breakfastthe girls walked to Meryton to inquire if Mr.
Wickham were returnedand to lament over his absence from
the Netherfield ball. He joined them on their entering the town
and attended them to their aunt's where his regret and vexation
and the concern of everybodywas well talked over. To
Elizabethhoweverhe voluntarily acknowledged that the
necessity of his absence HAD been self-imposed.

I found,said heas the time drew near that I had better not
meet Mr. Darcy; that to be in the same room, the same party
with him for so many hours together, might be more than I could
bear, and that scenes might arise unpleasant to more than
myself.

She highly approved his forbearanceand they had leisure for a
full discussion of itand for all the commendation which they
civilly bestowed on each otheras Wickham and another officer
walked back with them to Longbournand during the walk he


particularly attended to her. His accompanying them was a
double advantage; she felt all the compliment it offered to
herselfand it was most acceptable as an occasion of introducing
him to her father and mother.

Soon after their returna letter was delivered to Miss Bennet; it
came from Netherfield. The envelope contained a sheet of
elegantlittlehot-pressed paperwell covered with a lady's fair
flowing hand; and Elizabeth saw her sister's countenance change
as she read itand saw her dwelling intently on some particular
passages. Jane recollected herself soonand putting the letter
awaytried to join with her usual cheerfulness in the general
conversation; but Elizabeth felt an anxiety on the subject which
drew off her attention even from Wickham; and no sooner had
he and he companion taken leavethan a glance from Jane
invited her to follow her upstairs. When they had gained their
own roomJanetaking out her lettersaidThis is from
Caroline Bingley; what it contains has surprised me a good deal.
The whole party have left Netherfield by this time, and are on
their way to town-- and without any intention of coming back
again. You shall hear what she says.

She then read the first sentence aloudwhich comprised the
information of their having just resolved to follow their brother
to town directlyand of their meaning to dine in Grosvenor
Streetwhere Mr. Hurst had a house. The next was in these
words: "I do not pretend to regret anything I shall leave in
Hertfordshireexcept your societymy dearest friend; but we
will hopeat some future periodto enjoy many returns of that
delightful intercourse we have knownand in the meanwhile may
lessen the pain of separation by a very frequent and most
unreserved correspondence. I depend on you for that." To
these highflown expressions Elizabeth listened with all the
insensibility of distrust; and though the suddenness of their
removal surprised hershe saw nothing in it really to lament; it
was not to be supposed that their absence from Netherfield
would prevent Mr. Bingley's being there; and as to the loss of
their societyshe was persuaded that Jane must cease to regard
itin the enjoyment of his.

It is unlucky,said sheafter a short pausethat you should
not be able to see your friends before they leave the country.
But may we not hope that the period of future happiness to
which Miss Bingley looks forward may arrive earlier than she is
aware, and that the delightful intercourse you have known as
friends will be renewed with yet greater satisfaction as sisters?
Mr. Bingley will not be detained in London by them.

Caroline decidedly says that none of the party will return into
Hertfordshire this winter. I will read it to you:

'When my brother left us yesterdayhe imagined that the
business which took him to London might be concluded in three
or four days; but as we are certain it cannot be soand at the
same time convinced that when Charles gets to town he will be
in no hurry to leave it againwe have determined on following
him thitherthat he may not be obliged to spend his vacant hours
in a comfortless hotel. Many of my acquaintances are already
there for the winter; I wish that I could hear that youmy dearest
friendhad any intention of making one of the crowd-- but of
that I despair. I sincerely hope your Christmas in Hertfordshire
may abound in the gaieties which that season generally brings
and that your beaux will be so numerous as to prevent your
feeling the loss of the three of whom we shall deprive you.' "


It is evident by this,added Janethat he comes back no more
this winter.

It is only evident that Miss Bingley does not mean that he
SHOULD.

Why will you think so? It must be his own doing. He is his
own master. But you do not know ALL. I WILL read you the
passage which particularly hurts me. I will have no reserves
from YOU.

'Mr. Darcy is impatient to see his sister; and, to confess the
truth, WE are scarcely less eager to meet her again. I really do
not think Georgiana Darcy has her equal for beauty, elegance,
and accomplishments; and the affection she inspires in Louisa
and myself is heightened into something still more interesting,
from the hope we dare entertain of her being hereafter our
sister. I do not know whether I ever before mentioned to you
my feelings on this subject; but I will not leave the country
without confiding them, and I trust you will not esteem them
unreasonable. My brother admires her greatly already; he will
have frequent opportunity now of seeing her on the most
intimate footing; her relations all wish the connection as much as
his own; and a sister's partiality is not misleading me, I think,
when I call Charles most capable of engaging any woman's
heart. With all these circumstances to favour an attachment, and
nothing to prevent it, am I wrong, my dearest Jane, in indulging
the hope of an event which will secure the happiness of so many?'

What do you think of THIS sentence, my dear Lizzy?said
Jane as she finished it. "Is it not clear enough? Does it not
expressly declare that Caroline neither expects nor wishes me to
be her sister; that she is perfectly convinced of her brother's
indifference; and that if she suspects the nature of my feelings for
himshe means (most kindly!) to put me on my guard? Can
there be any other opinion on the subject?"

Yes, there can; for mine is totally different. Will you hear it?

Most willingly.

You shall have it in a few words. Miss Bingley sees that her
brother is in love with youand wants him to marry Miss Darcy.
She follows him to town in hope of keeping him thereand tries
to persuade you that he does not care about you."

Jane shook her head.

Indeed, Jane, you ought to believe me. No one who has ever
seen you together can doubt his affection. Miss Bingley, I am
sure, cannot. She is not such a simpleton. Could she have seen
half as much love in Mr. Darcy for herself, she would have
ordered her wedding clothes. But the case is this: We are not
rich enough or grand enough for them; and she is the more
anxious to get Miss Darcy for her brother, from the notion that
when there has been ONE intermarriage, she may have less
trouble in achieving a second: in which there is certainly some
ingenuity, and I dare say it would succeed, if Miss de Bourgh
were out of the way. But, my dearest Jane, you cannot seriously
imagine that because Miss Bingley tells you her brother greatly
admires Miss Darcy, he is in the smallest degree less sensible of
YOUR merit than when he took leave of you on Tuesday, or
that it will be in her power to persuade him that, instead of being


in love with you, he is very much in love with her friend.

If we thought alike of Miss Bingley,replied Janeyour
representation of all this might make me quite easy. But I know
the foundation is unjust. Caroline is incapable of wilfully
deceiving anyone; and all that I can hope in this case is that she
is deceiving herself.

That is right. You could not have started a more happy idea,
since you will not take comfort in mine. Believe her to be
deceived, by all means. You have now done your duty by her,
and must fret no longer.

But, my dear sister, can I be happy, even supposing the best, in
accepting a man whose sisters and friends are all wishing him to
marry elsewhere?

You must decide for yourself,said Elizabeth; "and ifupon
mature deliberationyou find that the misery of disobliging his
two sisters is more than equivalent to the happiness of being his
wifeI advise you by all means to refuse him."

How can you talk so?said Janefaintly smiling. "You must
know that though I should be exceedingly grieved at their
disapprobationI could not hesitate."

I did not think you would; and that being the case, I cannot
consider your situation with much compassion.

But if he returns no more this winter, my choice will never be
required. A thousand things may arise in six months!

The idea of his returning no more Elizabeth treated with the
utmost contempt. It appeared to her merely the suggestion of
Caroline's interested wishesand she could not for a moment
suppose that those wisheshowever openly or artfully spoken
could influence a young man so totally independent of everyone.

She represented to her sister as forcibly as possible what she felt
on the subjectand had soon the pleasure of seeing its happy
effect. Jane's temper was not despondingand she was
gradually led to hopethough the diffidence of affection
sometimes overcame the hopethat Bingley would return to
Netherfield and answer every wish of her heart.

They agreed that Mrs. Bennet should only hear of the departure
of the familywithout being alarmed on the score of the
gentleman's conduct; but even this partial communication gave
her a great deal of concernand she bewailed it as exceedingly
unlucky that the ladies should happen to go away just as they
were all getting so intimate together. After lamenting it
howeverat some lengthshe had the consolation that Mr.
Bingley would be soon down again and soon dining at
Longbournand the conclusion of all was the comfortable
declarationthat though he had been invited only to a family
dinnershe would take care to have two full courses.

Chapter 22


The Bennets were engaged to dine with the Lucases and again
during the chief of the day was Miss Lucas so kind as to listen to
Mr. Collins. Elizabeth took an opportunity of thanking her. "It
keeps him in good humour said she, and I am more obliged to
you than I can express." Charlotte assured her friend of her
satisfaction in being usefuland that it amply repaid her for the
little sacrifice of her time. This was very amiablebut
Charlotte's kindness extended farther than Elizabeth had any
conception of; its object was nothing else than to secure her
from any return of Mr. Collins's addressesby engaging them
towards herself. Such was Miss Lucas's scheme; and
appearances were so favourablethat when they parted at night
she would have felt almost secure of success if he had not been
to leave Hertfordshire so very soon. But here she did injustice
to the fire and independence of his characterfor it led him to
escape out of Longbourn House the next morning with
admirable slynessand hasten to Lucas Lodge to throw himself
at her feet. He was anxious to avoid the notice of his cousins
from a conviction that if they saw him departthey could not fail
to conjecture his designand he was not willing to have the
attempt known till its success might be known likewise; for
though feeling almost secureand with reasonfor Charlotte had
been tolerably encouraginghe was comparatively diffident since
the adventure of Wednesday. His receptionhoweverwas of
the most flattering kind. Miss Lucas perceived him from an
upper window as he walked towards the houseand instantly set
out to meet him accidentally in the lane. But little had she dared
to hope that so much love and eloquence awaited her there.

In as short a time as Mr. Collins's long speeches would allow
everything was settled between them to the satisfaction of both;
and as they entered the house he earnestly entreated her to name
the day that was to make him the happiest of men; and though
such a solicitation must be waived for the presentthe lady felt
no inclination to trifle with his happiness. The stupidity with
which he was favoured by nature must guard his courtship from
any charm that could make a woman wish for its continuance;
and Miss Lucaswho accepted him solely from the pure and
disinterested desire of an establishmentcared not how soon that
establishment were gained.

Sir William and Lady Lucas were speedily applied to for their
consent; and it was bestowed with a most joyful alacrity. Mr.
Collins's present circumstances made it a most eligible match for
their daughterto whom they could give little fortune; and his
prospects of future wealth were exceedingly fair. Lady Lucas
began directly to calculatewith more interest than the
matter had ever excited beforehow many years longer Mr.
Bennet was likely to live; and Sir William gave it as his decided
opinionthat whenever Mr. Collins should be in possession of the
Longbourn estateit would be highly expedient that both he and
his wife should make their appearance at St. James's. The whole
familyin shortwere properly overjoyed on the occasion. The
younger girls formed hopes of COMING OUT a year or two
sooner than they might otherwise have done; and the boys were
relieved from their apprehension of Charlotte's dying an old
maid. Charlotte herself was tolerably composed. She had
gained her pointand had time to consider of it. Her reflections
were in general satisfactory. Mr. Collinsto be surewas neither
sensible nor agreeable; his society was irksomeand his
attachment to her must be imaginary. But still he would be her


husband. Without thinking highly either of men or matrimony
marriage had always been her object; it was the only provision
for well-educated young women of small fortuneand however
uncertain of giving happinessmust be their pleasantest
preservative from want. This preservative she had now
obtained; and at the age of twenty-sevenwithout having ever
been handsomeshe felt all the good luck of it. The least
agreeable circumstance in the business was the surprise it must
occasion to Elizabeth Bennetwhose friendship she valued
beyond that of any other person. Elizabeth would wonderand
probably would blame her; and though her resolution was not to
be shakenher feelings must be hurt by such a disapprobation.
She resolved to give her the information herselfand therefore
charged Mr. Collinswhen he returned to Longbourn to dinner
to drop no hint of what had passed before any of the family. A
promise of secrecy was of course very dutifully givenbut it
could not be kept without difficulty; for the curiosity excited by
his long absence burst forth in such very direct questions on his
return as required some ingenuity to evadeand he was at the
same time exercising great self-denialfor he was longing to
publish his prosperous love.

As he was to begin his journey too early on the morrow to see
any of the familythe ceremony of leave-taking was performed
when the ladies moved for the night; and Mrs. Bennetwith
great politeness and cordialitysaid how happy they should be to
see him at Longbourn againwhenever his engagements might
allow him to visit them.

My dear madam,he repliedthis invitation is particularly
gratifying, because it is what I have been hoping to receive; and
you may be very certain that I shall avail myself of it as soon as
possible.

They were all astonished; and Mr. Bennetwho could by no
means wish for so speedy a returnimmediately said:

But is there not danger of Lady Catherine's disapprobation
here, my good sir? You had better neglect your relations than
run the risk of offending your patroness.

My dear sir,replied Mr. Collins I am particularly obliged to
you for this friendly caution, and you may depend upon my not
taking so material a step without her ladyship's concurrence.

You cannot be too much upon your guard. Risk anything
rather than her displeasure; and if you find it likely to be raised by
your coming to us again, which I should think exceedingly
probable, stay quietly at home, and be satisfied that WE shall
take no offence.

Believe me, my dear sir, my gratitude is warmly excited, by
such affectionate attention; and depend upon it, you will speedily
receive from me a letter of thanks for this, and for every other
mark of your regard during my stay in Hertfordshire. As for my
fair cousins, though my absence may not be long enough to
render it necessary, I shall now take the liberty of wishing them
health and happiness, not excepting my cousin Elizabeth.

With proper civilities the ladies then withdrew; all of them
equally surprised that he meditated a quick return. Mrs. Bennet
wished to understand by it that he thought of paying his
addresses to one of her younger girlsand Mary might have been
prevailed on to accept him. She rated his abilities much higher


than any of the others; there was a solidity in his reflections
which often struck herand though by no means so clever as
herselfshe thought that if encouraged to read and improve
himself by such an example as hershe might become a very
agreeable companion. But on the following morningevery
hope of this kind was done away. Miss Lucas called soon after
breakfastand in a private conference with Elizabeth related the
event of the day before.

The possibility of Mr. Collins's fancying herself in love with her
friend had once occurred to Elizabeth within the last day or two;
but that Charlotte could encourage him seemed almost as far
from possibility as she could encourage him herselfand her
astonishment was consequently so great as to overcome at first
the bounds of decorumand she could not help crying out:

Engaged to Mr. Collins! My dear Charlotte-- impossible!

The steady countenance which Miss Lucas had commanded in
telling her storygave way to a momentary confusion here on
receiving so direct a reproach; thoughas it was no more than
she expectedshe soon regained her composureand calmly
replied:

Why should you be surprised, my dear Eliza? Do you think it
incredible that Mr. Collins should be able to procure any
woman's good opinion, because he was not so happy as to
succeed with you?

But Elizabeth had now recollected herselfand making a strong
effort for itwas able to assure with tolerable firmness that the
prospect of their relationship was highly grateful to herand that
she wished her all imaginable happiness.

I see what you are feeling,replied Charlotte. "You must be
surprisedvery much surprised-- so lately as Mr. Collins was
wishing to marry you. But when you have had time to think it
overI hope you will be satisfied with what I have done. I am
not romanticyou know; I never was. I ask only a comfortable
home; and considering Mr. Collins's characterconnectionand
situation in lifeI am convinced that my chance of happiness
with him is as fair as most people can boast on entering the
marriage state."

Elizabeth quietly answered "Undoubtedly"; and after an
awkward pausethey returned to the rest of the family.
Charlotte did not stay much longerand Elizabeth was then left
to reflect on what she had heard. It was a long time before she
became at all reconciled to the idea of so unsuitable a match.
The strangeness of Mr. Collins's making two offers of marriage
within three days was nothing in comparison of his being now
accepted. She had always felt that Charlotte's opinion of
matrimony was not exactly like her ownbut she had not
supposed it to be possible thatwhen called into actionshe
would have sacrificed every better feeling to worldly advantage.
Charlotte the wife of Mr. Collins was a most humiliating picture!
And to the pang of a friend disgracing herself and sunk in her
esteemwas added the distressing conviction that it was
impossible for that friend to be tolerably happy in the lot she had
chosen.


Chapter 23

Elizabeth was sitting with her mother and sistersreflecting on
what she had heardand doubting whether she was authorised to
mention itwhen Sir William Lucas himself appearedsent by his
daughterto announce her engagement to the family. With many
compliments to themand much self-gratulation on the prospect
of a connection between the houseshe unfolded the matter-- to
an audience not merely wonderingbut incredulous; for Mrs.
Bennetwith more perseverance than politenessprotested he
must be entirely mistaken; and Lydiaalways unguarded and
often uncivilboisterously exclaimed:

Good Lord! Sir William, how can you tell such a story? Do not
you know that Mr. Collins wants to marry Lizzy?

Nothing less than the complaisance of a courtier could have
borne without anger such treatment; but Sir William's good
breeding carried him through it all; and though he begged leave
to be positive as to the truth of his informationhe listened to all
their impertinence with the most forbearing courtesy.

Elizabethfeeling it incumbent on her to relieve him from so
unpleasant a situationnow put herself forward to confirm his
accountby mentioning her prior knowledge of it from Charlotte
herself; and endeavoured to put a stop to the exclamations of her
mother and sisters by the earnestness of her congratulations to
Sir Williamin which she was readily joined by Janeand by
making a variety of remarks on the happiness that might be
expected from the matchthe excellent character of Mr. Collins
and the convenient distance of Hunsford from London.

Mrs. Bennet was in fact too much overpowered to say a great
deal while Sir William remained; but no sooner had he left them
than her feelings found a rapid vent. In the first placeshe
persisted in disbelieving the whole of the matter; secondlyshe
was very sure that Mr. Collins had been taken in; thirdlyshe
trusted that they would never be happy together; and fourthly
that the match might be broken off. Two inferenceshowever
were plainly deduced from the whole: onethat Elizabeth was
the real cause of the mischief; and the other that she herself had
been barbarously misused by them all; and on these two points
she principally dwelt during the rest of the day. Nothing could
console and nothing could appease her. Nor did that day wear
out her resentment. A week elapsed before she could see
Elizabeth without scolding hera month passed away before she
could speak to Sir William or Lady Lucas without being rude
and many months were gone before she could at all forgive her
daughter.

Mr. Bennet's emotions were much more tranquil on the
occasionand such as he did experience he pronounced to be of
a most agreeable sort; for it gratified himhe saidto discover
that Charlotte Lucaswhom he had been used to think tolerably
sensiblewas as foolish as his wifeand more foolish than his
daughter!

Jane confessed herself a little surprised at the match; but she said
less of her astonishment than of her earnest desire for their
happiness; nor could Elizabeth persuade her to consider it as


improbable. Kitty and Lydia were far from envying Miss Lucas
for Mr. Collins was only a clergyman; and it affected them in no
other way than as a piece of news to spread at Meryton.

Lady Lucas could not be insensible of triumph on being able to
retort on Mrs. Bennet the comfort of having a daughter well
married; and she called at Longbourn rather oftener than usual
to say how happy she wasthough Mrs. Bennet's sour looks and
ill-natured remarks might have been enough to drive happiness
away.

Between Elizabeth and Charlotte there was a restraint which
kept them mutually silent on the subject; and Elizabeth felt
persuaded that no real confidence could ever subsist between
them again. Her disappointment in Charlotte made her turn with
fonder regard to her sisterof whose rectitude and delicacy she
was sure her opinion could never be shakenand for whose
happiness she grew daily more anxiousas Bingley had now been
gone a week and nothing more was heard of his return.

Jane had sent Caroline an early answer to her letterand was
counting the days till she might reasonably hope to hear again.
The promised letter of thanks from Mr. Collins arrived on
Tuesdayaddressed to their fatherand written with all the
solemnity of gratitude which a twelvemonth's abode in the
family might have prompted. After discharging his conscience
on that headhe proceeded to inform themwith many rapturous
expressionsof his happiness in having obtained the affection of
their amiable neighbourMiss Lucasand then explained that it
was merely with the view of enjoying her society that he had
been so ready to close with their kind wish of seeing him again
at Longbournwhither he hoped to be able to return on Monday
fortnight; for Lady Catherinehe addedso heartily approved
his marriagethat she wished it to take place as soon as possible
which he trusted would be an unanswerable argument with his
amiable Charlotte to name an early day for making him the
happiest of men.

Mr. Collins's return into Hertfordshire was no longer a matter of
pleasure to Mrs. Bennet. On the contraryshe was as much
disposed to complain of it as her husband. It was very strange
that he should come to Longbourn instead of to Lucas Lodge; it
was also very inconvenient and exceedingly troublesome. She
hated having visitors in the house while her health was so
indifferentand lovers were of all people the most disagreeable.
Such were the gentle murmurs of Mrs. Bennetand they gave
way only to the greater distress of Mr. Bingley's continued
absence.

Neither Jane nor Elizabeth were comfortable on this subject.
Day after day passed away without bringing any other tidings of
him than the report which shortly prevailed in Meryton of his
coming no more to Netherfield the whole winter; a report which
highly incensed Mrs. Bennetand which she never failed to
contradict as a most scandalous falsehood.

Even Elizabeth began to fear-- not that Bingley was indifferent-but
that his sisters would be successful in keeping him away.
Unwilling as she was to admit an idea so destructive of Jane's
happinessand so dishonorable to the stability of her lovershe
could not prevent its frequently occurring. The united efforts of
his two unfeeling sisters and of his overpowering friendassisted
by the attractions of Miss Darcy and the amusements of London
might be too muchshe fearedfor the strength of his


attachment.

As for JaneHER anxiety under this suspense wasof course
more painful than Elizabeth'sbut whatever she felt she was
desirous of concealingand between herself and Elizabeth
thereforethe subject was never alluded to. But as no such
delicacy restrained her motheran hour seldom passed in which
she did not talk of Bingleyexpress her impatience for his arrival
or even require Jane to confess that if he did not come back she
would think herself very ill used. It needed all Jane's steady
mildness to bear these attacks with tolerable tranquillity.

Mr. Collins returned most punctually on Monday fortnightbut
his reception at Longbourn was not quite so gracious as it had
been on his first introduction. He was too happyhoweverto
need much attention; and luckily for the othersthe business of
love-making relieved them from a great deal of his company.
The chief of every day was spent by him at Lucas Lodgeand he
sometimes returned to Longbourn only in time to make an
apology for his absence before the family went to bed.

Mrs. Bennet was really in a most pitiable state. The very
mention of anything concerning the match threw her into an
agony of ill-humourand wherever she went she was sure of
hearing it talked of. The sight of Miss Lucas was odious to her.
As her successor in that houseshe regarded her with jealous
abhorrence. Whenever Charlotte came to see themshe
concluded her to be anticipating the hour of possession; and
whenever she spoke in a low voice to Mr. Collinswas
convinced that they were talking of the Longbourn estateand
resolving to turn herself and her daughters out of the houseas
soon as Mr. Bennet were dead. She complained bitterly of all
this to her husband.

Indeed, Mr. Bennet,said sheit is very hard to think that
Charlotte Lucas should ever be mistress of this house, that I
should be forced to make way for HER, and live to see her take
her place in it!

My dear, do not give way to such gloomy thoughts. Let us
hope for better things. Let us flatter ourselves that I may be
the survivor.

This is not very consoling to Mrs. Bennetand thereforeinstead
of making any answershe went on as before.

I cannot bear to think that they should have all this estate. If it
was not for the entail, I should not mind it.

What should not you mind?

I should not mind anything at all.

Let us be thankful that you are preserved from a state of such
insensibility.

I never can be thankful, Mr. Bennet, for anything about the
entail. How anyone could have the conscience to entail away an
estate from one's own daughters, I cannot understand; and all
for the sake of Mr. Collins too! Why should HE have it more
than anybody else?

I leave it to yourself to determine,said Mr. Bennet.


Chapter 24

Miss Bingley's letter arrivedand put an end to doubt. The very
first sentence conveyed the assurance of their being all settled in
London for the winterand concluded with her brother's regret
at not having had time to pay his respects to his friends in
Hertfordshire before he left the country.

Hope was overentirely over; and when Jane could attend to the
rest of the lettershe found littleexcept the professed affection
of the writerthat could give her any comfort. Miss Darcy's
praise occupied the chief of it. Her many attractions were again
dwelt onand Caroline boasted joyfully of their increasing
intimacyand ventured to predict the accomplishment of the
wishes which had been unfolded in her former letter. She wrote
also with great pleasure of her brother's being an inmate of Mr.
Darcy's houseand mentioned with raptures some plans of the
latter with regard to new furniture.

Elizabethto whom Jane very soon communicated the chief of
all thisheard it in silent indignation. Her heart was divided
between concern for her sisterand resentment against all others.
To Caroline's assertion of her brother's being partial to Miss
Darcy she paid no credit. That he was really fond of Janeshe
doubted no more than she had ever done; and much as she had
always been disposed to like himshe could not think without
angerhardly without contempton that easiness of temperthat
want of proper resolutionwhich now made him the slave of his
designing friendsand led him to sacrifice of his own happiness
to the caprice of their inclination. Had his own happiness
howeverbeen the only sacrificehe might have been allowed to
sport with it in whatever manner he thought bestbut her sister's
was involved in itas she thought he must be sensible himself. It
was a subjectin shorton which reflection would be long
indulgedand must be unavailing. She could think of nothing
else; and yet whether Bingley's regard had really died awayor
were suppressed by his friends' interference; whether he had
been aware of Jane's attachmentor whether it had escaped his
observation; whatever were the casethough her opinion of him
must be materially affected by the differenceher sister's
situation remained the sameher peace equally wounded.

A day or two passed before Jane had courage to speak of her
feelings to Elizabeth; but at laston Mrs. Bennet's leaving them
togetherafter a longer irritation than usual about Netherfield
and its mastershe could not help saying:

Oh, that my dear mother had more command over herself! She
can have no idea of the pain she gives me by her continual
reflections on him. But I will not repine. It cannot last long. He
will be forgot, and we shall all be as we were before.

Elizabeth looked at her sister with incredulous solicitudebut
said nothing.

You doubt me,cried Janeslightly colouring; "indeedyou
have no reason. He may live in my memory as the most amiable


man of my acquaintancebut that is all. I have nothing either to
hope or fearand nothing to reproach him with. Thank God! I
have not THAT pain. A little timetherefore-- I shall certainly
try to get the better."

With a stronger voice she soon addedI have this comfort
immediately, that it has not been more than an error of fancy on
my side, and that it has done no harm to anyone but myself.

My dear Jane!exclaimed Elizabethyou are too good. Your
sweetness and disinterestedness are really angelic; I do not know
what to say to you. I feel as if I had never done you justice, or
loved you as you deserve.

Miss Bennet eagerly disclaimed all extraordinary meritand
threw back the praise on her sister's warm affection.

Nay,said Elizabeththis is not fair. YOU wish to think all
the world respectable, and are hurt if I speak ill of anybody. I
only want to think YOU perfect, and you set yourself against it.
Do not be afraid of my running into any excess, of my
encroaching on your privilege of universal good-will. You need
not. There are few people whom I really love, and still fewer of
whom I think well. The more I see of the world, the more am I
dissatisfied with it; and every day confirms my belief of the
inconsistency of all human characters, and of the little
dependence that can be placed on the appearance of merit or
sense. I have met with two instances lately, one I will not
mention; the other is Charlotte's marriage. It is unaccountable!
In every view it is unaccountable!

My dear Lizzy, do not give way to such feelings as these. They
will ruin your happiness. You do not make allowance enough
for difference of situation and temper. Consider Mr. Collins's
respectability, and Charlotte's steady, prudent character.
Remember that she is one of a large family; that as to fortune, it
is a most eligible match; and be ready to believe, for everybody's
sake, that she may feel something like regard and esteem for our
cousin.

To oblige you, I would try to believe almost anything, but no
one else could be benefited by such a belief as this; for were I
persuaded that Charlotte had any regard for him, I should only
think worse of her understanding than I now do of her heart.
My dear Jane, Mr. Collins is a conceited, pompous, narrowminded,
silly man; you know he is, as well as I do; and you must
feel, as well as I do, that the woman who married him cannot
have a proper way of thinking. You shall not defend her, though
it is Charlotte Lucas. You shall not, for the sake of one
individual, change the meaning of principle and integrity, nor
endeavour to persuade yourself or me, that selfishness is
prudence, and insensibility of danger security for happiness.

I musty think your language too strong in speaking of both,
replied Jane; "and I hope you will be convinced of it by seeing
them happy together. But enough of this. You alluded to
something else. You mentioned TWO instances. I cannot
misunderstand youbut I entreat youdear Lizzynot to pain me
by thinking THAT PERSON to blameand saying your opinion
of him is sunk. We must not be so ready to fancy ourselves
intentionally injured. We must not expect a lively young man to
be always so guarded and circumspect. It is very often nothing
but our own vanity that deceives us. Women fancy admiration
means more than it does."


And men take care that they should.

If it is designedly done, they cannot be justified; but I have no
idea of there being so much design in the world as some persons
imagine.

I am far from attributing any part of Mr. Bingley's conduct to
design said Elizabeth; but without scheming to do wrongor
to make others unhappythere may be errorand there may be
misery. Thoughtlessnesswant of attention to other people's
feelingsand want of resolutionwill do the business."

And do you impute it to either of those?

Yes; to the last. But if I go on, I shall displease you by saying
what I think of persons you esteem Stop me whilst you can.

You persist, then, in supposing his sisters influence him?

Yesin conjunction with his friend."

I cannot believe it. Why should they try to influence him?
They can only wish his happiness; and if he is attached to me, no
other woman can secure it.

Your first position is false. They may wish many things besides
his happiness; they may wish his increase of wealth and
consequence; they may wish him to marry a girl who has all the
importance of money, great connections, and pride.

Beyond a doubt, they do wish him to choose Miss Darcy,
replied Jane; "but this may be from better feelings than you are
supposing. They have known her much longer than they have
known me; no wonder if they love her better. Butwhatever
may be their own wishesit is very unlikely they should have
opposed their brother's. What sister would think herself at
liberty to do itunless there were something very objectionable?
If they believed him attached to methey would not try to part
us; if he were sothey could not succeed. By supposing such an
affectionyou make everybody acting unnaturally and wrong
and me most unhappy. Do not distress me by the idea. I am not
ashamed of having been mistaken-- orat leastit is lightit is
nothing in comparison of what I should feel in thinking ill of him
or his sisters. Let me take it in the best lightin the light in
which it may be understood."

Elizabeth could not oppose such a wish; and from this time Mr.
Bingley's name was scarcely ever mentioned between them."

Mrs. Bennet still continued to wonder and repine at his returning
no moreand though a day seldom passed in which Elizabeth did
not account for it clearlythere was little chance of her ever
considering it with less perplexity. Her daughter endeavoured to
convince her of what she did not believe herselfthat his
attentions to Jane had been merely the effect of a common and
transient likingwhich ceased when he saw her no more; but
though the probability of the statement was admitted at the time
she had the same story to repeat every day. Mrs. Bennet's best
comfort was that Mr. Bingley must be down again in the
summer.

Mr. Bennet treated the matter differently. "SoLizzy said he
one day, your sister is crossed in loveI find. I congratulate


her. Next to being marrieda girl likes to be crossed a little in
love now and then. It is something to think ofand it gives her a
sort of distinction among her companions. When is your turn to
come? You will hardly bear to be long outdone by Jane. Now is
your time. Here are officers enough in Meryton to disappoint all
the young ladies in the country. Let Wickham be your man. He
is a pleasant fellowand would jilt you creditably."

Thank you, sir, but a less agreeable man would satisfy me. We
must not all expect Jane's good fortune.

True,said Mr. Bennetbut it is a comfort to think that
whatever of that kind may befall you, you have an affectionate
mother who will make the most of it.

Mr. Wickham's society was of material service in dispelling the
gloom which the late perverse occurrences had thrown on many
of the Longbourn family. They saw him oftenand to his other
recommendations was now added that of general unreserve.
The whole of what Elizabeth had already heardhis claims on
Mr. Darcyand all that he had suffered from himwas now
openly acknowledged and publicly canvassed; and everybody
was pleased to know how much they had always disliked Mr.
Darcy before they had known anything of the matter.

Miss Bennet was the only creature who could suppose there
might be any extenuating circumstances in the caseunknown to
the society of Hertfordshire; her mild and steady candour always
pleaded for allowancesand urged the possibility of mistakes-but
by everybody else Mr. Darcy was condemned as the worst of
men.

Chapter 25

After a week spent in professions of love and schemes of felicity
Mr. Collins was called from his amiable Charlotte by the arrival
of Saturday. The pain of separationhowevermight be
alleviated on his sideby preparations for the reception of his
bride; as he had reason to hopethat shortly after his return into
Hertfordshirethe day would be fixed that was to make him the
happiest of men. He took leave of his relations at Longbourn
with as much solemnity as before; wished his fair cousins health
and happiness againand promised their father another letter of
thanks.

On the following MondayMrs. Bennet had the pleasure of
receiving her brother and his wifewho came as usual to spend
the Christmas at Longbourn. Mr. Gardiner was a sensible
gentlemanlike mangreatly superior to his sisteras well by
nature as education. The Netherfield ladies would have had
difficulty in believing that a man who lived by tradeand within
view of his own warehousescould have been so well-bred and
agreeable. Mrs. Gardinerwho was several years younger than
Mrs. Bennet and Mrs. Phillipswas an amiableintelligent
elegant womanand a great favourite with all her Longbourn
nieces. Between the two eldest and herself especiallythere
subsisted a particular regard. They had frequently been staying


with her in town.

The first part of Mrs. Gardiner's business on her arrival was to
distribute her presents and describe the newest fashions. When
this was done she had a less active part to play. It became her
turn to listen. Mrs. Bennet had many grievances to relateand
much to complain of. They had all been very ill-used since she
last saw her sister. Two of her girls had been upon the point of
marriageand after all there was nothing in it.

I do not blame Jane,she continuedfor Jane would have got
Mr. Bingley if she could. But Lizzy! Oh, sister! It is very hard
to think that she might have been Mr. Collins's wife by this time,
had it not been for her own perverseness. He made her an offer
in this very room, and she refused him. The consequence of it is,
that Lady Lucas will have a daughter married before I have, and
that the Longbourn estate is just as much entailed as ever. The
Lucases are very artful people indeed, sister. They are all for
what they can get. I am sorry to say it of them, but so it is. It
makes me very nervous and poorly, to be thwarted so in my own
family, and to have neighbours who think of themselves before
anybody else. However, your coming just at this time is the
greatest of comforts, and I am very glad to hear what you tell us,
of long sleeves.

Mrs. Gardinerto whom the chief of this news had been given
beforein the course of Jane and Elizabeth's correspondence
with hermade her sister a slight answerandin compassion to
her niecesturned the conversation.

When alone with Elizabeth afterwardsshe spoke more on the
subject. "It seems likely to have been a desirable match for
Jane said she. I am sorry it went off. But these things happen
so often! A young mansuch as you describe Mr. Bingleyso
easily falls in love with a pretty girl for a few weeksand when
accident separates themso easily forgets herthat these sort of
inconsistencies are very frequent."

An excellent consolation in its way,said Elizabethbut it will
not do for US. We do not suffer by accident. It does not often
happen that the interference of friends will persuade a young
man of independent fortune to think no more of a girl whom he
was violently in love with only a few days before.

But that expression of 'violently in love' is so hackneyed, so
doubtful, so indefinite, that it gives me very little idea. It is as
often applied to feelings which arise from a half-hour's
acquaintance, as to a real, strong attachment. Pray, how
VIOLENT WAS Mr. Bingley's love?

I never saw a more promising inclination; he was growing quite
inattentive to other people, and wholly engrossed by her. Every
time they met, it was more decided and remarkable. At his own
ball he offended two or three young ladies, by not asking them
to dance; and I spoke to him twice myself, without receiving an
answer. Could there be finer symptoms? Is not general incivility
the very essence of love?

Oh, yes! of that kind of love which I suppose him to have felt.
Poor Jane! I am sorry for her, because, with her disposition, she
may not get over it immediately. It had better have happened to
YOU, Lizzy; you would have laughed yourself out of it sooner.
But do you think she would be prevailed upon to go back with
us? Change of scene might be of service-- and perhaps a little


relief from home may be as useful as anything.

Elizabeth was exceedingly pleased with this proposaland felt
persuaded of her sister's ready acquiescence.

I hope,added Mrs. Gardinerthat no consideration with
regard to this young man will influence her. We live in so
different a part of town, all our connections are so different, and,
as you well know, we go out so little, that it is very improbable
that they should meet at all, unless he really comes to see her.

And THAT is quite impossible; for he is now in the custody of
his friend, and Mr. Darcy would no more suffer him to call on
Jane in such a part of London! My dear aunt, how could you
think of it? Mr. Darcy may perhaps have HEARD of such a
place as Gracechurch Street, but he would hardly think a
month's ablution enough to cleanse him from its impurities, were
he once to enter it; and depend upon it, Mr. Bingley never stirs
without him.

So much the better. I hope they will not meet at all. But does
not Jane correspond with his sister? SHE will not be able to
help calling.

She will drop the acquaintance entirely.

But in spite of the certainty in which Elizabeth affected to place
this pointas well as the still more interesting one of Bingley's
being withheld from seeing Janeshe felt a solicitude on the
subject which convinced heron examinationthat she did not
consider it entirely hopeless. It was possibleand sometimes she
thought it probablethat his affection might be reanimatedand
the influence of his friends successfully combated by the more
natural influence of Jane's attractions.

Miss Bennet accepted her aunt's invitation with pleasure; and
the Bingleys were no otherwise in her thoughts at the same time
than as she hoped by Caroline's not living in the same house
with her brothershe might occasionally spend a morning with
herwithout any danger of seeing him.

The Gardiners stayed a week at Longbourn; and what with the
Phillipsesthe Lucasesand the officersthere was not a day
without its engagement. Mrs. Bennet had so carefully provided
for the entertainment of her brother and sisterthat they did not
once sit down to a family dinner. When the engagement was for
homesome of the officers always made part of it-- of which
officers Mr. Wickham was sure to be one; and on these
occasionMrs. Gardinerrendered suspicious by Elizabeth's
warm commendationnarrowly observed them both. Without
supposing themfrom what she sawto be very seriously in love
their preference of each other was plain enough to make her a
little uneasy; and she resolved to speak to Elizabeth on the
subject before she left Hertfordshireand represent to her the
imprudence of encouraging such an attachment.

To Mrs. GardinerWickham had one means of affording
pleasureunconnected with his general powers. About ten or a
dozen years agobefore her marriageshe had spent a
considerable time in that very part of Derbyshire to which he
belonged. They hadthereforemany acquaintances in common;
and though Wickham had been little there since the death of
Darcy's fatherit was yet in his power to give her fresher
intelligence of her former friends than she had been in the way of


procuring.

Mrs. Gardiner had seen Pemberlyand known the late Mr. Darcy
by character perfectly well. Here consequently was an
inexhaustible subject of discourse. In comparing her recollection
of Pemberly with the minute description which Wickham could
giveand in bestowing her tribute of praise on the character of
its late possessorshe was delighting both him and herself. On
being made acquainted with the present Mr. Darcy's treatment
of himshe tried to remember some of that gentleman's reputed
disposition when quite a lad which might agree with itand was
confident at last that she recollected having heard Mr.
Fitzwilliam Darcy formerly spoken of as a very proudill-natured
boy.

Chapter 26

Mrs. Gardiner's caution to Elizabeth was punctually and kindly
given on the first favourable opportunity of speaking to her
alone; after honestly telling her what she thoughtshe thus went
on:

You are too sensible a girl, Lizzy, to fall in love merely because
you are warned against it; and, therefore, I am not afraid of
speaking openly. Seriously, I would have you be on your guard.
Do not involve yourself or endeavour to involve him in an
affection which the want of fortune would make so very
imprudent. I have nothing to say against HIM; he is a most
interesting young man; and if he had the fortune he ought to
have, I should think you could not do better. But as it is, you
must not let your fancy run away with you. You have sense, and
we all expect you to use it. Your father would depend on
YOUR resolution and good conduct, I am sure. You must not
disappoint your father.

My dear aunt, this is being serious indeed.

Yes, and I hope to engage you to be serious likewise.

Well, then, you need not be under any alarm. I will take care of
myself, and of Mr. Wickham too. He shall not be in love with
me, if I can prevent it.

Elizabeth, you are not serious now.

I beg your pardon, I will try again. At present I am not in love
with Mr. Wickham; no, I certainly am not. But he is, beyond all
comparison, the most agreeable man I ever saw-- and if he
becomes really attached to me-- I believe it will be better that he
should not. I see the imprudence of it. Oh! THAT abominable
Mr. Darcy! My father's opinion of me does me the greatest
honour, and I should be miserable to forfeit it. My father,
however, is partial to Mr. Wickham. In short, my dear aunt, I
should be very sorry to be the means of making any of you
unhappy; but since we see every day that where there is
affection, young people are seldom withheld by immediate want
of fortune from entering into engagements with each other, how


can I promise to be wiser than so many of my fellow-creatures if
I am tempted, or how am I even to know that it would be
wisdom to resist? All that I can promise you, therefore, is not
to be in a hurry. I will not be in a hurry to believe myself his first
object. When I am in company with him, I will not be wishing.
In short, I will do my best.

Perhaps it will be as well if you discourage his coming here so
very often. At least, you should not REMIND you mother of
inviting him.

As I did the other day,said Elizabeth with a conscious smile:
very true, it will be wise in me to refrain from THAT. But do
not imagine that he is always here so often. It is on your
account that he has been so frequently invited this week. You
know my mother's ideas as to the necessity of constant company
for her friends. But really, and upon my honour, I will try to do
what I think to be the wisest; and now I hope you are satisfied.

Her aunt assured her that she wasand Elizabeth having thanked
her for the kindness of her hintsthey parted; a wonderful
instance of advice being given on such a pointwithout being
resented.

Mr. Collins returned into Hertfordshire soon after it had been
quitted by the Gardiners and Jane; but as he took up his abode
with the Lucaseshis arrival was no great inconvenience to Mrs.
Bennet. His marriage was now fast approachingand she was at
length so far resigned as to think it inevitableand even
repeatedly to sayin an ill-natured tonethat she "WISHED they
might be happy." Thursday was to be the wedding dayand on
Wednesday Miss Lucas paid her farewell visit; and when she
rose to take leaveElizabethashamed of her mother's
ungracious and reluctant good wishesand sincerely affected
herselfaccompanied her out of the room. As they went
downstairs togetherCharlotte said:

I shall depend on hearing from you very often, Eliza.

THAT you certainly shall.

And I have another favour to ask you. Will you come and see
me?

We shall often meet, I hope, in Hertfordshire.

I am not likely to leave Kent for some time. Promise me,
therefore, to come to Hunsford.

Elizabeth could not refusethough she foresaw little pleasure in
the visit.

My father and Maria are coming to me in March,added
Charlotteand I hope you will consent to be of the party.
Indeed, Eliza, you will be as welcome as either of them.

The wedding took place: the bride and bridegroom set off for
Kent from the church doorand everybody had as much to say
or to hearon the subject as usual. Elizabeth soon heard from
her friend; and their correspondence was as regular and frequent
as it had ever been; that it should be equally unreserved was
impossible. Elizabeth could never address her without feeling
that all the comfort of intimacy was overand though determined
not to slacken as a correspondentit was for the sake of what


had beenrather than what was. Charlotte's first letters were
received with a good deal of eagerness; there could not but be
curiosity to know how she would speak of her new homehow
she would like Lady Catherineand how happy she would dare
pronounce herself to be; thoughwhen the letters were read
Elizabeth felt that Charlotte expressed herself on every point
exactly as she might have foreseen. She wrote cheerfully
seemed surrounded with comfortsand mentioned nothing which
she could not praise. The housefurnitureneighbourhoodand
roadswere all to her tasteand Lady Catherine's behaviour was
most friendly and obliging. It was Mr. Collins's picture of
Hunsford and Rosings rationally softened; and Elizabeth
perceived that she must wait for her own visit there to know the
rest.

Jane had already written a few lines to her sister to announce
their safe arrival in London; and when she wrote againElizabeth
hoped it would be in her power to say something of the
Bingleys.

Her impatience for this second letter was as well rewarded as
impatience generally is. Jane had been a week in town without
either seeing or hearing from Caroline. She accounted for it
howeverby supposing that her last letter to her friend from
Longbourn had by some accident been lost.

My aunt,she continuedis going to-morrow into that part of
the town, and I shall take the opportunity of calling in Grosvenor
Street.

She wrote again when the visit was paidand she had seen Miss
Bingley. "I did not think Caroline in spirits were her words,
but she was very glad to see meand reproached me for giving
her no notice of my coming to London. I was righttherefore
my last letter had never reached her. I inquired after their
brotherof course. He was wellbut so much engaged with Mr.
Darcy that they scarcely ever saw him. I found that Miss Darcy
was expected to dinner. I wish I could see her. My visit was
not longas Caroline and Mrs. Hurst were going out. I dare say
I shall see them soon here."

Elizabeth shook her head over this letter. It convinced her that
accident only could discover to Mr. Bingley her sister's being in
town.

Four weeks passed awayand Jane saw nothing of him. She
endeavoured to persuade herself that she did not regret it; but
she could no longer be blind to Miss Bingley's inattention. After
waiting at home every morning for a fortnightand inventing
every evening a fresh excuse for herthe visitor did at last
appear; but the shortness of her stayand yet morethe alteration
of her manner would allow Jane to deceive herself no longer.
The letter which she wrote on this occasion to her sister will
prove what she felt.

My dearest Lizzy will, I am sure, be incapable of triumphing in
her better judgement, at my expense, when I confess myself to
have been entirely deceived in Miss Bingley's regard for me.
But, my dear sister, though the event has proved you right, do
not think me obstinate if I still assert that, considering what her
behaviour was, my confidence was as natural as your suspicion.
I do not at all comprehend her reason for wishing to be intimate
with me; but if the same circumstances were to happen again, I
am sure I should be deceived again. Caroline did not return my


visit till yesterday; and not a note, not a line, did I receive in the
meantime. When she did come, it was very evident that she had
no pleasure in it; she made a slight, formal apology, for not
calling before, said not a word of wishing to see me again, and
was in every respect so altered a creature, that when she went
away I was perfectly resolved to continue the acquaintance no
longer. I pity, though I cannot help blaming her. She was very
wrong in singling me out as she did; I can safely say that every
advance to intimacy began on her side. But I pity her, because
she must feel that she has been acting wrong, and because I am
very sure that anxiety for her brother is the cause of it. I need
not explain myself farther; and though WE know this anxiety to
be quite needless, yet if she feels it, it will easily account for her
behaviour to me; and so deservedly dear as he is to his sister,
whatever anxiety she must feel on his behalf is natural and
amiable. I cannot but wonder, however, at her having any such
fears now, because, if he had at all cared about me, we must
have met, long ago. He knows of my being in town, I am
certain, from something she said herself; and yet it would seem,
by her manner of talking, as if she wanted to persuade herself
that he is really partial to Miss Darcy. I cannot understand it. If
I were not afraid of judging harshly, I should be almost tempted
to say that there is a strong appearance of duplicity in all this.
But I will endeavour to banish every painful thought, and think
only of what will make me happy-- your affection, and the
invariable kindness of my dear uncle and aunt. Let me hear from
you very soon. Miss Bingley said something of his never
returning to Netherfield again, of giving up the house, but not
with any certainty. We had better not mention it. I am
extremely glad that you have such pleasant accounts from our
friends at Hunsford. Pray go to see them, with Sir William and
Maria. I am sure you will be very comfortable there.-- Yours,
etc.

This letter gave Elizabeth some pain; but her spirits returned as
she considered that Jane would no longer be dupedby the sister
at least. All expectation from the brother was now absolutely
over. She would not even wish for a renewal of his attentions.
His character sunk on every review of it; and as a punishment for
himas well as a possible advantage to Janeshe seriously hoped
he might really soon marry Mr. Darcy's sisteras by Wickham's
accountshe would make him abundantly regret what he had
thrown away.

Mrs. Gardiner about this time reminded Elizabeth of her promise
concerning that gentlemanand required information; and
Elizabeth had such to send as might rather give contentment to
her aunt than to herself. His apparent partiality had subsidedhis
attentions were overhe was the admirer of some one else.
Elizabeth was watchful enough to see it allbut she could see it
and write of it without material pain. Her heart had been but
slightly touchedand her vanity was satisfied with believing that
SHE would have been his only choicehad fortune permitted it.
The sudden acquisition of ten thousand pounds was the
most remarkable charm of the young lady to whom he was now
rendering himself agreeable; but Elizabethless clear-sighted
perhaps in this case than in Charlotte'sdid not quarrel with him
for his wish of independence. Nothingon the contrarycould
be more natural; and while able to suppose that it cost him a few
struggle to relinquish hershe was ready to allow it a wise and
desirable measure for bothand could very sincerely wish him
happy.

All this was acknowledged to Mrs. Gardiner; and after relating


the circumstancesshe thus went on:-- "I am now convincedmy
dear auntthat I have never been much in love; for had I really
experiences that pure and elevating passionI should at present
detest his very nameand wish him all manner of evil. But my
feelings are not only cordial towards HIM; they are even
impartial towards Miss King. I cannot find out that I hate her at
allor that I am in the least unwilling to think her a very good
sort of girl. There can be no love in all this. My watchfulness
has been effectual; and though I certainly should be a more
interesting object to all my acquaintances were I distractedly in
love with himI cannot say that I regret my comparative
insignificance. Importance may sometimes be purchased too
dearly. Kitty and Lydia take his defection much more to heart
than I do. They are young in the ways of the worldand not yet
open to the mortifying conviction that handsome young men
must have something to live on as well as the plain."

Chapter 27

With no greater events than these in the Longbourn familyand
otherwise diversified by little beyond the walks to Meryton
sometimes dirty and sometimes colddid January and February
pass away. March was to take Elizabeth to Hunsford. She had
not at first thought very seriously of going thither; but Charlotte
she soon foundwas depending on the plan and she gradually
learned to consider it herself with greater pleasure as well as
greater certainty. Absence had increased her desire of seeing
Charlotte againand weakened her disgust of Mr. Collins. There
was novelty in the schemeand aswith such a mother and such
uncompanionable sistershome could not be faultlessa little
change was not unwelcome for its own sake. The journey
would moreover give her a peep at Jane; andin shortas the
time drew nearshe would have been very sorry for any delay.
Everythinghoweverwent on smoothlyand was finally settled
according to Charlotte's first sketch. She was to accompany Sir
William and his second daughter. The improvement of spending
a night in London was added in timeand the plan became
perfect as plan could be.

The only pain was in leaving her fatherwho would certainly
miss herand whowhen it came to the pointso little liked her
goingthat he told her to write to himand almost promised to
answer her letter.

The farewell between herself and Mr. Wickham was perfectly
friendly; on his side even more. His present pursuit could not
make him forget that Elizabeth had been the first to excite and to
deserve his attentionthe first to listen and to pitythe first to be
admired; and in his manner of bidding her adieuwishing her
every enjoymentreminding her of what she was to expect in
Lady Catherine de Bourghand trusting their opinion of her-their
opinion of everybody-- would always coincidethere was a
solicitudean interest which she felt must ever attach her to him
with a most sincere regard; and she parted from him convinced
thatwhether married or singlehe must always be her model of
the amiable and pleasing.


Her fellow-travellers the next day were not of a kind to make her
think him less agreeable. Sir William Lucasand his daughter
Mariaa good-humoured girlbut as empty-headed as himself
had nothing to say that could be worth hearingand were
listened to with about as much delight as the rattle of the chaise.
Elizabeth loved absurditiesbut she had known Sir William's too
long. He could tell her nothing new of the wonders of his
presentation and knighthood; and his civilities were worn out
like his information.

It was a journey of only twenty-four milesand they began it so
early as to be in Gracechurch Street by noon. As they drove to
Mr. Gardiner's doorJane was at a drawing-room window
watching their arrival; when they entered the passage she was
there to welcome themand Elizabethlooking earnestly in her
facewas pleased to see it healthful and lovely as ever. On the
stairs were a troop of little boys and girlswhose eagerness for
their cousin's appearance would not allow them to wait in the
drawing-roomand whose shynessas they had not seen her for
a twelvemonthprevented their coming lower. All was joy and
kindness. The day passed most pleasantly away; the morning in
bustle and shoppingand the evening at one of the theatres.

Elizabeth then contrived to sit by her aunt. Their first object was
her sister; and she was more grieved than astonished to hearin
reply to her minute inquiriesthat though Jane always struggled
to support her spiritsthere were periods of dejection. It was
reasonablehoweverto hope that they would not continue long.
Mrs. Gardiner gave her the particulars also of Miss Bingley's
visit in Gracechurch Streetand repeated conversations
occurring at different times between Jane and herselfwhich
proved that the former hadfrom her heartgiven up the
acquaintance.

Mrs. Gardiner then rallied her niece on Wickham's desertion
and complimented her on bearing it so well.

But my dear Elizabeth,she addedwhat sort of girl is Miss
King? I should be sorry to think our friend mercenary.

Pray, my dear aunt, what is the difference in matrimonial
affairs, between the mercenary and the prudent motive? Where
does discretion end, and avarice begin? Last Christmas you
were afraid of his marrying me, because it would be imprudent;
and now, because he is trying to get a girl with only ten
thousand pounds, you want to find out that he is mercenary.

If you will only tell me what sort of girl Miss King is, I shall
know what to think.

She is a very good kind of girl, I believe. I know no harm of
her.

But he paid her not the smallest attention till her grandfather's
death made her mistress of this fortune.

No-- what should he? If it were not allowable for him to gain
MY affections because I had no money, what occasion could
there be for making love to a girl whom he did not care about,
and who was equally poor?

But there seems an indelicacy in directing his attentions
towards her so soon after this event.


A man in distressed circumstances has not time for all those
elegant decorums which other people may observe. If SHE does
not object to it, why should WE?

HER not objecting does not justify HIM. It only shows her
being deficient in something herself-- sense or feeling.

Well,cried Elizabethhave it as you choose. HE shall be
mercenary, and SHE shall be foolish.

No, Lizzy, that is what I do NOT choose. I should be sorry,
you know, to think ill of a young man who has lived so long in
Derbyshire.

Oh! if that is all, I have a very poor opinion of young men who
live in Derbyshire; and their intimate friends who live in
Hertfordshire are not much better. I am sick of them all. Thank
Heaven! I am going tomorrow where I shall find a man who has
not one agreeable quality, who has neither manner nor sense to
recommend him. Stupid men are the only ones worth knowing,
after all.

Take care, Lizzy; that speech savours strongly of
disappointment.

Before they were separated by the conclusion of the playshe
had the unexpected happiness of an invitation to accompany her
uncle and aunt in a tour of pleasure which they proposed taking
in the summer.

We have not determined how far it shall carry us,said Mrs.
Gardinerbut, perhaps, to the Lakes.

No scheme could have been more agreeable to Elizabethand
her acceptance of the invitation was most ready and grateful.
Oh, my dear, dear aunt,she rapturously criedwhat delight!
what felicity! You give me fresh life and vigour. Adieu to
disappointment and spleen. What are young men to rocks and
mountains? Oh! what hours of transport we shall spend! And
when we DO return, it shall not be like other travellers, without
being able to give one accurate idea of anything. We WILL
know where we have gone-- we WILL recollect what we have
seen. Lakes, mountains, and rivers shall not be jumbled together
in our imaginations; nor when we attempt to describe any
particular scene, will we begin quarreling about its relative
situation. Let OUR first effusions be less insupportable than
those of the generality of travellers.

Chapter 28

Every object in the next day's journey was new and interesting
to Elizabeth; and her spirits were in a state of enjoyment; for she
had seen her sister looking so well as to banish all fear for her
healthand the prospect of her northern tour was a constant
source of delight.

When they left the high road for the lane to Hunsfordevery eye


was in search of the Parsonageand every turning expected to
bring it in view. The palings of Rosings Park was their boundary
on one side. Elizabeth smiled at the recollection of all that she
had heard of its inhabitants.

At length the Parsonage was discernible. The garden sloping to
the roadthe house standing in itthe green palesand the laurel
hedgeeverything declared they were arriving. Mr. Collins and
Charlotte appeared at the doorand the carriage stopped at the
small gate which led by a short gravel walk to the houseamidst
the nods and smiles of the whole party. In a moment they were
all out of the chaiserejoicing at the sight of each other. Mrs.
Collins welcomed her friend with the liveliest pleasureand
Elizabeth was more and more satisfied with coming when she
found herself so affectionately received. She saw instantly that
her cousin's manner were not altered by his marriage; his formal
civility was just what it had beenand he detained her some
minutes at the gate to hear and satisfy his inquiries after all
her family. They were thenwith no other delay than his
pointing out the neatness of the entrance taken into the house;
and as soon as they were in the parlourhe welcomed them a
second timewith ostentatious formality to his humble abode
and punctually repeated all his wife's offers of refreshment.

Elizabeth was prepared to see him in his glory; and she could not
help in fancying that in displaying the good proportion of the
roomits aspect and its furniturehe addressed himself
particularly to heras if wishing to make her feel what she had
lost in refusing him. But though everything seemed neat and
comfortableshe was not able to gratify him by any sigh of
repentanceand rather looked with wonder at her friend that she
could have so cheerful an air with such a companion. When
Mr. Collins said anything of which his wife might reasonably be
ashamedwhich certainly was not unseldomshe involuntarily
turned her eye on Charlotte. Once of twice she could discern a
faint blush; but in general Charlotte wisely did not hear. After
sitting long enough to admire every article of furniture in the
roomfrom the sideboard to the fenderto give an account of
their journeyand of all that had happened in LondonMr.
Collins invited them to take a stroll in the gardenwhich was
large and well laid outand to the cultivation of which he
attended himself. To work in this garden was one of his most
respectable pleasures; and Elizabeth admired the command of
countenance with which Charlotte talked of the healthfulness of
the exerciseand owned she encouraged it as much as possible.
Hereleading the way through every walk and cross walkand
scarcely allowing them an interval to utter the praises he asked
forevery view was pointed out with a minuteness which left
beauty entirely behind. He could number the fields in every
directionand could tell how many tress there were in the most
distant clump. But of all the views which his gardenor which
the country or kingdom could boastnone were to be compared
with the prospect of Rosingsafforded by an opening in the trees
that bordered the park nearly opposite the front of his house. It
was a handsome modern buildingwell situated on rising ground.

From his gardenMr. Collins would have led them round his two
meadows; but the ladiesnot having shoes to encounter the
remains of a white frostturned back; and while Sir William
accompanied himCharlotte took her sister and friend over the
houseextremely well pleasedprobablyto have the opportunity
of showing it without her husband's help. It was rather small
but well built and convenient; and everything was fitted up and
arranged with a neatness and consistency of which Elizabeth


gave Charlotte all the credit. When Mr. Collins could be
forgottenthere was really an air of great comfort throughout
and by Charlotte's evident enjoyment of itElizabeth supposed
he must be often forgotten.

She had already learnt that Lady Catherine was still in the
country. It was spoken of again while they were at dinnerwhen
Mr. Collins joining inobserved:

Yes, Miss Elizabeth, you will have the honour of seeing Lady
Catherine de Bourgh on the ensuing Sunday at church, and I
need not say you will be delighted with her. She is all affability
and condescension, and I doubt not but you will be honoured
with some portion of her notice when service is over. I have
scarcely any hesitation in saying she will include you and my
sister Maria in every invitation with which she honours us during
your stay here. Her behaviour to my dear Charlotte is charming.
We dine at Rosings twice every week, and are never allowed to
walk home. Her ladyship's carriage is regularly ordered for us.
I SHOULD say, one of her ladyship's carriages, for she has
several.

Lady Catherine is a very respectable, sensible woman indeed,
added Charlotte, and a most attentive neighbour."

Very true, my dear, that is exactly what I say. She is the sort of
woman whom one cannot regard with too much deference.

The evening was spent chiefly in talking over Hertfordshire
newsand telling again what had already been written; and when
it closedElizabethin the solitude of her chamberhad to
meditate upon Charlotte's degree of contentmentto understand
her address in guidingand composure in bearing withher
husbandand to acknowledge that it was all done very well. She
had also to anticipate how her visit would passthe quiet tenor
of their usual employmentsthe vexatious interruptions of Mr.
Collinsand the gaieties of their intercourse with Rosings. A
lively imagination soon settled it all.

About the middle of the next dayas she was in her room getting
ready for a walka sudden noise below seemed to speak the
whole house in confusion; andafter listening a momentshe
heard somebody running upstairs in a violent hurryand calling
loudly after her. She opened the door and met Maria in the
landing placewhobreathless with agitationcried out-


Oh, my dear Eliza! pray make haste and come into the
dining-room, for there is such a sight to be seen! I will not tell
you what it is. Make haste, and come down this moment.

Elizabeth asked questions in vain; Maria would tell her nothing
moreand down they ran into the dining-roomwhich fronted
the lanein quest of this wonder! It was two ladies stopping in a
low phaeton at the garden gate.

And is this all?cried Elizabeth. "I expected at least that the
pigs were got into the gardenand here is nothing but Lady
Catherine and her daughter."

La! my dear,said Mariaquite shocked at the mistakeit is
not Lady Catherine. The old lady is Mrs. Jenkinson, who lives
with them; the other is Miss de Bourgh. Only look at her. She
is quite a little creature. Who would have thought that she could
be so thin and small?


She is abominably rude to keep Charlotte out of doors in all this
wind. Why does she not come in?

Oh, Charlotte says she hardly ever does. It is the greatest of
favours when Miss de Bourgh comes in.

I like her appearance,said Elizabethstruck with other ideas.
She looks sickly and cross. Yes, she will do for him very well.
She will make him a very proper wife.

Mr. Collins and Charlotte were both standing at the gate in
conversation with the ladies; and Sir Williamto Elizabeth's high
diversionwas stationed in the doorwayin earnest
contemplation of the greatness before himand constantly
bowing whenever Miss de Bourgh looked that way.

At length there was nothing more to be said; the ladies drove on
and the others returned into the house. Mr. Collins no sooner
saw the two girls than he began to congratulate them on their
good fortunewhich Charlotte explained by letting them know
that the whole party was asked to dine at Rosings the next day.

Chapter 29

Mr. Collins's triumphin consequence of this invitationwas
complete. The power of displaying the grandeur of his patroness
to his wondering visitorsand of letting them see her civility
towards himself and his wifewas exactly what he had wished
for; and that an opportunity of doing it should be given so soon
was such an instance of Lady Catherine's condescensionas he
knew not how to admire enough.

I confess,said hethat I should not have been at all surprised
by her ladyship's asking us on Sunday to drink tea and spend the
evening at Rosings. I rather expected, from my knowledge of
her affability, that it would happen. But who could have
foreseen such an attention as this? Who could have imagined
that we should receive an invitation to dine there (an invitation,
moreover, including the whole party) so immediately after your
arrival!

I am the less surprised at what has happened,replied Sir
Williamfrom that knowledge of what the manners of the great
really are, which my situation in life has allowed me to acquire.
About the court, such instances of elegant breeding are not
uncommon.

Scarcely anything was talked of the whole day or next morning
but their visit to Rosings. Mr. Collins was carefully instructing
them in what they were to expectthat the sight of such rooms
so many servantsand so splendid a dinnermight not wholly
overpower them.

When the ladies were separating for the toilette. Her said to
Elizabeth-



Do not make yourself uneasy, my dear cousin, about your
apparel. Lady Catherine is far from requiring that elegance of
dress in us which becomes herself and her daughter. I would
advise you merely to put on whatever of your clothes is superior
to the rest-- there is no occasion for anything more. Lady
Catherine will not think the worse of you for being simply
dressed. She likes to have the distinction of rank preserved.

While they were dressinghe came two or three times to their
different doorsto recommend their being quickas Lady
Catherine very much objected to be kept waiting for her dinner.
Such formidable accounts of her ladyshipand her manner of
livingquite frightened Maria Lucas who had been little used to
companyand she looked forward to her introduction at Rosings
with as much apprehension as her father had done to his
presentation at St. James's.

As the weather was finethey had a pleasant walk of about half a
mile across the park. Every park has its beauty and its
prospects; and Elizabeth saw much to be pleased withthough
she could not be in such raptures as Mr. Collins expected the
scene to inspireand was but slightly affected by his enumeration
of the windows in front of the houseand his relation of what the
glazing altogether had originally cost Sir Lewis de Bourgh.

When they ascended the steps to the hallMaria's alarm was
every moment increasingand even Sir William did not look
perfectly calm. Elizabeth's courage did not fail her. She had
heard nothing of Lady Catherine that spoke her awful from any
extraordinary talents or miraculous virtueand the mere
stateliness of money or rank she thought she could witness
without trepidation.

From the entrance-hallof which Mr. Collins pointed outwith a
rapturous airthe fine proportion and the finished ornaments
they followed the servants through an ante-chamberto the room
where Lady Catherineher daughterand Mrs. Jenkinson were
sitting. Her ladyshipwith great condescensionarose to receive
them; and as Mrs. Collins had settled it with her husband that the
office of introduction should be hersit was performed in a
proper mannerwithout any of those apologies and thanks which
he would have thought necessary.

In spite of having been at St. James's Sir William was so
completely awed by the grandeur surrounding himthat he had
but just courage enough to make a very low bowand take his
seat without saying a word; and his daughterfrightened almost
out of her sensessat on the edge of her chairnot knowing
which way to look. Elizabeth found herself quite equal to the
sceneand could observe the three ladies before her composedly.
Lady Catherine was a talllarge womanwith strongly-marked
featureswhich might once have been handsome. Her air was
not conciliatingnor was her manner of receiving them such as
to make her visitors forget their inferior rank. She was not
rendered formidable by silence; but whatever she said was
spoken in so authoritative a toneas marked her self-importance
and brought Mr. Wickham immediately to Elizabeth's mind; and
from the observation of the day altogethershe believed Lady
Catherine to be exactly what he represented.

Whenafter examining the motherin whose countenance and
deportment she soon found some resemblance of Mr. Darcy
she turned her eyes on the daughtershe could almost have
joined in Maria's astonishment at her being so thin and so small.


There was neither in figure nor face any likeness between the
ladies. Miss de Bourgh was pale and sickly; her featuresthough
not plainwere insignificant; and she spoke very littleexcept in
a low voiceto Mrs. Jenkinsonin whose appearance there was
nothing remarkableand who was entirely engaged in listening to
what she saidand placing a screen in the proper direction before
her eyes.

After sitting a few minutesthey were all sent to one of the
windows to admire the viewMr. Collins attending them to
point out its beautiesand Lady Catherine kindly informing them
that it was much better worth looking at in the summer.

The dinner was exceedingly handsomeand there were all the
servants and all the articles of plate which Mr. Collins had
promised; andas he had likewise foretoldhe took his seat at
the bottom of the tableby her ladyship's desireand looked as if
he felt that life could furnish nothing greater. He carvedand
ateand praised with delighted alacrity; and every dish was
commendedfirst by him and then by Sir Williamwho was now
enough recovered to echo whatever his son-in-law saidin a
manner which Elizabeth wondered Lady Catherine could bear.
But Lady Catherine seemed gratified by their excessive
admirationand gave most gracious smilesespecially when any
dish on the table proved a novelty to them. The party did not
supply much conversation. Elizabeth was ready to speak
whenever there was an openingbut she was seated between
Charlotte and Miss de Bourgh-- the former of whom was
engaged in listening to Lady Catherineand the latter said not a
word to her all dinner-time. Mrs. Jenkinson was chiefly
employed in watching how little Miss de Bourgh atepressing
her to try some other dishand fearing she was indisposed.
Maria thought speaking out of the questionand the gentlemen
did nothing but eat and admire.

When the ladies returned to the drawing-roomthere was little
to be done but to hear Lady Catherine talkwhich she did
without any intermission till coffee came indelivering her
opinion on every subject in so decisive a manneras proved that
she was not used to have her judgement controverted. She
inquired into Charlotte's domestic concerns familiarly and
minutelygave her a great deal of advice as to the management
of them all; told her how everything ought to be regulated in so
small a family as hersand instructed her as to the care of her
cows and her poultry. Elizabeth found that nothing was beneath
this great lady's attentionwhich could furnish her with an
occasion of dictating to others. In the intervals of her discourse
with Mrs. Collinsshe addressed a variety of questions to Maria
and Elizabethbut especially to the latterof whose connections
she knew the leastand who she observed to Mrs. Collins was a
very genteelpretty kind of girl. She asked herat different
timeshow many sisters she hadwhether they were older or
younger than herselfwhether any of them were likely to be
marriedwhether they were handsomewhere they had been
educatedwhat carriage her father keptand what had been her
mother's maiden name? Elizabeth felt all the impertinence of her
questions but answered them very composedly. Lady Catherine
then observed

Your father's estate is entailed on Mr. Collins, I think. For
your sake,turning to CharlotteI am glad of it; but otherwise I
see no occasion for entailing estates from the female line. It was
not thought necessary in Sir Lewis de Bourgh's family. Do you
play and sing, Miss Bennet?


A little.

Oh! then-- some time or other we shall be happy to hear you.
Our instrument is a capital one, probably superior to---- You
shall try it some day. Do your sisters play and sing?

One of them does.

Why did not you all learn? You ought all to have learned. The
Miss Webbs all play, and their father has not so good an income
as yours. Do you draw?

No, not at all.

What, none of you?

Not one.

That is very strange. But I suppose you had no opportunity.
Your mother should have taken you to town every spring for the
benefit of masters.

My mother would have had no objection, but my father hates
London.

Has your governess left you?

We never had any governess.

No governess! How was that possible? Five daughters brought
up at home without a governess! I never heard of such a thing.
Your mother must have been quite a slave to your education.

Elizabeth could hardly help smiling as she assured her that had
not been the case.

Then, who taught you? who attended to you? Without a
governess, you must have been neglected.

Compared with some families, I believe we were; but such of us
as wished to learn never wanted the means. We were always
encouraged to read, and had all the masters that were necessary.
Those who chose to be idle, certainly might.

Aye, no doubt; but that is what a governess will prevent, and if
I had known your mother, I should have advised her most
strenuously to engage one. I always say that nothing is to be
done in education without steady and regular instruction, and
nobody but a governess can give it. It is wonderful how many
families I have been the means of supplying in that way. I am
always glad to get a young person well placed out. Four nieces
of Mrs. Jenkinson are most delightfully situated through my
means; and it was but the other day that I recommended another
young person, who was merely accidentally mentioned to me,
and the family are quite delighted with her. Mrs. Collins, did I
tell you of Lady Metcalf's calling yesterday to thank me? She
finds Miss Pope a treasure. 'Lady Catherine,' said she, 'you
have given me a treasure.' Are any of your younger sisters out,
Miss Bennet?

Yes, ma'am, all.

All! What, all five out at once? Very odd! And you only the


second. The younger ones out before the elder ones are
married! Your younger sisters must be very young?

Yes, my youngest is not sixteen. Perhaps SHE is full young to
be much in company. But really, ma'am, I think it would be
very hard upon younger sisters, that they should not have their
share of society and amusement, because the elder may not have
the means or inclination to marry early. The last-born has as
good a right to the pleasures of youth at the first. And to be
kept back on SUCH a motive! I think it would not be very likely
to promote sisterly affection or delicacy of mind.

Upon my word,said her ladyshipyou give your opinion very
decidedly for so young a person. Pray, what is your age?

With three younger sisters grown up,replied Elizabeth
smilingyour ladyship can hardly expect me to own it.

Lady Catherine seemed quite astonished at not receiving a direct
answer; and Elizabeth suspected herself to be the first creature
who had ever dared to trifle with so much dignified
impertinence.

You cannot be more than twenty, I am sure, therefore you need
not conceal your age.

I am not one-and-twenty.

When the gentlemen had joined themand tea was overthe
card-tables were placed. Lady CatherineSir Williamand Mr.
and Mrs. Collins sat down to quadrille; and as Miss de Bourgh
chose to play at cassinothe two girls had the honour of
assisting Mrs. Jenkinson to make up her party. Their table was
superlatively stupid. Scarcely a syllable was uttered that did not
relate to the gameexcept when Mrs. Jenkinson expressed her
fears of Miss de Bourgh's being too hot or too coldor having
too much or too little light. A great deal more passed at the
other table. Lady Catherine was generally speaking-- stating the
mistakes of the three othersor relating some anecdote of
herself. Mr. Collins was employed in agreeing to everything her
ladyship saidthanking her for every fish he wonand
apologising if he thought he won too many. Sir William did not
say much. He was storing his memory with anecdotes and noble
names.

When Lady Catherine and her daughter had played as long as
they chosethe tables were broken upthe carriage was offered
to Mrs. Collinsgratefully accepted and immediately ordered.
The party then gathered round the fire to hear Lady Catherine
determine what weather they were to have on the morrow.
From these instructions they were summoned by the arrival of
the coach; and with many speeches of thankfulness on Mr.
Collins's side and as many bows on Sir William's they departed.
As soon as they had driven from the doorElizabeth was called
on by her cousin to give her opinion of all that she had seen at
Rosingswhichfor Charlotte's sakeshe made more favourable
than it really was. But her commendationthough costing her
some troublecould by no means satisfy Mr. Collinsand he was
very soon obliged to take her ladyship's praise into his own
hands.


Chapter 30

Sir William stayed only a week at Hunsfordbut his visit was
long enough to convince him of his daughter's being most
comfortably settledand of her possessing such a husband and
such a neighbour as were not often met with. While Sir William
was with themMr. Collins devoted his morning to driving him
out in his gigand showing him the country; but when he went
awaythe whole family returned to their usual employmentsand
Elizabeth was thankful to find that they did not see more of her
cousin by the alterationfor the chief of the time between
breakfast and dinner was now passed by him either at work in
the garden or in reading and writingand looking out of the
window in his own book-roomwhich fronted the road. The
room in which the ladies sat was backwards. Elizabeth had at
first rather wondered that Charlotte should not prefer the
dining-parlour for common use; it was a better sized roomand
had a more pleasant aspect; but she soon saw that her friend had
an excellent reason for what she didfor Mr. Collins would
undoubtedly have been much less in his own apartment had they
sat in one equally lively; and she gave Charlotte credit for the
arrangement.

>From the drawing-room they could distinguish nothing in the
laneand were indebted to Mr. Collins for the knowledge of
what carriages went alongand how often especially Miss de
Bourgh drove by in her phaetonwhich he never failed coming
to inform them ofthough it happened almost every day. She
not unfrequently stopped at the Parsonageand had a few
minutes' conversation with Charlottebut was scarcely ever
prevailed upon to get out.

Very few days passed in which Mr. Collins did not walk to
Rosingsand not many in which his wife did not think it
necessary to go likewise; and till Elizabeth recollected that there
might be other family livings to be disposed ofshe could not
understand the sacrifice of so many hours. Now and then they
were honoured with a call from her ladyshipand nothing
escaped her observation that was passing in the room during
these visits. She examined into their employmentslooked at
their workand advised them to do it differently; found fault
with the arrangement of the furniture; or detected the housemaid
in negligence; and if she accepted any refreshmentseemed to do
it only for the sake of finding out that Mrs. Collins's joints of

eat were too large for her family.

Elizabeth soon perceivedthat though this great lady was not in
commission of the peace of the countyshe was a most active
magistrate in her own parishthe minutest concerns of which
were carried to her by Mr. Collins; and whenever any of the
cottagers were disposed to be quarrelsomediscontentedor too
poorshe sallied forth into the village to settle their differences
silence their complaintsand scold them into harmony and
plenty.

The entertainment of dining at Rosings was repeated about twice
a week; andallowing for the loss of Sir Williamand there being
only one card-table in the eveningevery such entertainment was
the counterpart of the first. Their other engagements were few


as the style of living in the neighbourhood in general was beyond
Mr. Collins's reach. Thishoweverwas no evil to Elizabeth
and upon the whole she spent her time comfortably enough;
there were half-hours of pleasant conversation with Charlotte
and the weather was so fine for the time of year that she had
often great enjoyment out of doors. Her favourite walkand
where she frequently went while the others were calling on Lady
Catherinewas along the open grove which edged that side of
the parkwhere there was a nice sheltered pathwhich no one
seemed to value but herselfand where she felt beyond the reach
of Lady Catherine's curiosity.

In this quiet waythe first fortnight of her visit soon passed
away. Easter was approachingand the week preceding it was
to bring an addition to the family at Rosingswhich in so small a
circle must be important. Elizabeth had heard soon after her
arrival that Mr. Darcy was expected there in the course of a few
weeksand though there were not many of her acquaintances
whom she did not preferhis coming would furnish one
comparatively new to look at in their Rosings partiesand she
might be amused in seeing how hopeless Miss Bingley's designs
on him wereby his behaviour to his cousinfor whom he was
evidently destined by Lady Catherinewho talked of his coming
with the greatest satisfactionspoke of him in terms of the
highest admirationand seemed almost angry to find that he had
already been frequently seen by Miss Lucas and herself.

His arrival was soon known at the Parsonage; for Mr. Collins
was walking the whole morning within view of the lodges
opening into Hunsford Lanein order to have the earliest

assurance of itand after making his bow as the carriage turned
into the Parkhurried home with the great intelligence. On the
following morning he hastened to Rosings to pay his respects.
There were two nephews of Lady Catherine to require themfor
Mr. Darcy had brought with him a Colonel Fitzwilliamthe
younger son of his uncle Lord ----andto the great surprise of
all the partywhen Mr. Collins returnedthe gentleman
accompanied him. Charlotte had seen them from her husband's
roomcrossing the roadand immediately running into the other
told the girls what an honour they might expectadding:

I may thank you, Eliza, for this piece of civility. Mr. Darcy
would never have come so soon to wait upon me.

Elizabeth had scarcely time to disclaim all right to the
complimentbefore their approach was announced by the
door-belland shortly afterwards the three gentlemen entered
the room. Colonel Fitzwilliamwho led the waywas about
thirtynot handsomebut in person and address most truly the
gentleman . Mr. Darcy looked just as he had been used to look
in Hertfordshire-- paid his complimentswith his usual reserve
to Mrs. Collinsand whatever might be his feelings toward her
friendmet her with every appearance of composure. Elizabeth
merely curtseyed to him without saying a word.

Colonel Fitzwilliam entered into conversation directly with the
readiness and ease of a well-bred manand talked very
pleasantly; but his cousinafter having addressed a slight
observation on the house and garden to Mrs. Collinssat for
some time without speaking to anybody. At lengthhowever
his civility was so far awakened as to inquire of Elizabeth after
the health of her family. She answered him in the usual way


and after a moment's pauseadded:

My eldest sister has been in town these three months. Have
you never happened to see her there?

She was perfectly sensible that he never had; but she wished to
see whether he would betray any consciousness of what had
passed between the Bingleys and Janeand she thought he
looked a little confused as he answered that he had never been
so fortunate as to meet Miss Bennet. The subject was pursued
no fartherand the gentlemen soon afterwards went away.

Chapter 31

Colonel Fitzwilliam's manners were very much admired at the
Parsonageand the ladies all felt that he must add considerably
to the pleasures of their engagements at Rosings. It was some
dayshoweverbefore they received any invitation thither-- for

while there were visitors in the housethey could not be
necessary; and it was not till Easter-dayalmost a week after the
gentlemen's arrivalthat they were honoured by such an
attentionand then they were merely asked on leaving church to
come there in the evening. For the last week they had seen very
little of Lady Catherine or her daughter. Colonel Fitzwilliam had
called at the Parsonage more than once during the timebut Mr.
Darcy they had seen only at church.

The invitation was accepted of courseand at a proper hour they
joined the party in Lady Catherine's drawing-room. Her ladyship
received them civillybut it was plain that their company was by
no means so acceptable as when she could get nobody else; and
she wasin factalmost engrossed by her nephewsspeaking to
themespecially to Darcymuch more than to any other person
in the room.

Colonel Fitzwilliam seemed really glad to see them; anything
was a welcome relief to him at Rosings; and Mrs. Collins's
pretty friend had moreover caught his fancy very much. He now
seated himself by herand talked so agreeably of Kent and
Hertfordshireof travelling and staying at homeof new books
and musicthat Elizabeth had never been half so well entertained
in that room before; and they conversed with so much spirit and
flowas to draw the attention of Lady Catherine herselfas well
as of Mr. Darcy. HIS eyes had been soon and repeatedly turned
towards them with a look of curiosity; and that her ladyship
after a whileshared the feelingwas more openly
acknowledgedfor she did not scruple to call out:

What is that you are saying, Fitzwilliam? What is it you are
talking of? What are you telling Miss Bennet? Let me hear
what it is.

We are speaking of music, madam,said hewhen no longer
able to avoid a reply.

Of music! Then pray speak aloud. It is of all subjects my


delight. I must have my share in the conversation if you are
speaking of music. There are few people in England, I suppose,
who have more true enjoyment of music than myself, or a better
natural taste. If I had ever learnt, I should have been a great
proficient. And so would Anne, if her health had allowed her to
apply. I am confident that she would have performed
delightfully. How does Georgiana get on, Darcy?

Mr. Darcy spoke with affectionate praise of his sister's
proficiency.

I am very glad to hear such a good account of her,said Lady
Catherine; "and pray tell her from methat she cannot expect to
excel if she does not practice a good deal."

I assure you, madam,he repliedthat she does not need such
advice. She practises very constantly.

So much the better. It cannot be done too much; and when I
next write to her, I shall charge her not to neglect it on any
account. I often tell young ladies that no excellence in music is
to be acquired without constant practice. I have told Miss
Bennet several times, that she will never play really well unless
she practises more; and though Mrs. Collins has no instrument,
she is very welcome, as I have often told her, to come to
Rosings every day, and play on the pianoforte in Mrs.
Jenkinson's room. She would be in nobody's way, you know, in
that part of the house.

Mr. Darcy looked a little ashamed of his aunt's ill-breedingand
made no answer.

When coffee was overColonel Fitzwilliam reminded Elizabeth
of having promised to play to him; and she sat down directly to
the instrument. He drew a chair near her. Lady Catherine
listened to half a songand then talkedas beforeto her other
nephew; till the latter walked away from herand making with
his usual deliberation towards the pianoforte stationed himself so
as to command a full view of the fair performer's countenance.
Elizabeth saw what he was doingand at the first convenient
pauseturned to him with an arch smileand said:

You mean to frighten me, Mr. Darcy, by coming in all this state
to hear me? I will not be alarmed though your sister DOES play
so well. There is a stubbornness about me that never can bear to

be frightened at the will of others. My courage always rises at
every attempt to intimidate me.

I shall not say you are mistaken,he repliedbecause you
could not really believe me to entertain any design of alarming
you; and I have had the pleasure of your acquaintance long
enough to know that you find great enjoyment in occasionally
professing opinions which in fact are not your own.

Elizabeth laughed heartily at this picture of herselfand said to
Colonel FitzwilliamYour cousin will give you a very pretty
notion of me, and teach you not to believe a word I say. I am
particularly unlucky in meeting with a person so able to expose
my real character, in a part of the world where I had hoped to
pass myself off with some degree of credit. Indeed, Mr. Darcy,
it is very ungenerous in you to mention all that you knew to my
disadvantage in Hertfordshire-- and, give me leave to say, very


impolitic too-- for it is provoking me to retaliate, and such things
may come out as will shock your relations to hear.

I am not afraid of you,said hesmilingly.

Pray let me hear what you have to accuse him of,cried
Colonel Fitzwilliam. "I should like to know how he behaves
among strangers."

You shall hear then-- but prepare yourself for something very
dreadful. The first time of my ever seeing him in Hertfordshire,
you must know, was at a ball-- and at this ball, what do you
think he did? He danced only four dances, though gentlemen
were scarce; and, to my certain knowledge, more than one
young lady was sitting down in want of a partner. Mr. Darcy,
you cannot deny the fact.

I had not at that time the honour of knowing any lady in the
assembly beyond my own party.

True; and nobody can ever be introduced in a ball-room. Well,
Colonel Fitzwilliam, what do I play next? My fingers wait your
orders.

Perhaps,said DarcyI should have judged better, had I
sought an introduction; but I am ill-qualified to recommend
myself to strangers.

Shall we ask your cousin the reason of this?" said Elizabeth
still addressing Colonel Fitzwilliam. "Shall we ask him why a
man of sense and educationand who has lived in the worldis ill
qualified to recommend himself to strangers?"

I can answer your question,said Fitzwilliamwithout
applying to him. It is because he will not give himself the
trouble.

I certainly have not the talent which some people possess,said
Darcyof conversing easily with those I have never seen before.

I cannot catch their tone of conversation, or appear interested in
their concerns, as I often see done.

My fingers,said Elizabethdo not move over this instrument
in the masterly manner which I see so many women's do. They
have not the same force or rapidity, and do not produce the
same expression. But then I have always supposed it to be my
own fault-- because I will not take the trouble of practising. It is
not that I do not believe MY fingers as capable as any other
woman's of superior execution.

Darcy smiled and saidYou are perfectly right. You have
employed your time much better. No one admitted to the
privilege of hearing you can think anything wanting. We neither
of us perform to strangers.

Here they were interrupted by Lady Catherinewho called out to
know what they were talking of. Elizabeth immediately began
playing again. Lady Catherine approachedandafter listening
for a few minutessaid to Darcy:

Miss Bennet would not play at all amiss if she practised more,
and could have the advantage of a London master. She has a


very good notion of fingering, though her taste is not equal to
Anne's. Anne would have been a delightful performer, had her
health allowed her to learn.


Elizabeth looked at Darcy to see how cordially he assented to
his cousin's praise; but neither at that moment nor at any other
could she discern any symptom of love; and from the whole of
his behaviour to Miss de Bourgh she derived this comfort for
Miss Bingleythat he might have been just as likely to marry
HERhad she been his relation.


Lady Catherine continued her remarks on Elizabeth's
performancemixing with them many instructions on execution
and taste. Elizabeth received them with all the forbearance of
civilityandat the request of the gentlemenremained at the
instrument till her ladyship's carriage was ready to take them all
home.


Chapter 32


Elizabeth was sitting by herself the next morningand writing to
Jane while Mrs. Collins and Maria were gone on business into
the villagewhen she was startled by a ring at the doorthe
certain signal of a visitor. As she had heard no carriageshe
thought it not unlikely to be Lady Catherineand under that
apprehension was putting away her half-finished letter that she
might escape all impertinent questionswhen the door opened
andto her very great surpriseMr. Darcyand Mr. Darcy only
entered the room.


He seemed astonished too on finding her aloneand apologised
for his intrusion by letting her know that he had understood all
the ladies were to be within.


They then sat downand when her inquiries after Rosings were
madeseemed in danger of sinking into total silence. It was
absolutely necessarythereforeto think of somethingand in this
emergence recollecting WHEN she had seen him last in
Hertfordshireand feeling curious to know what he would say
on the subject of their hasty departureshe observed:


How very suddenly you all quitted Netherfield last November,
Mr. Darcy! It must have been a most agreeable surprise to Mr.
Bingley to see you all after him so soon; for, if I recollect right,
he went but the day before. He and his sisters were well, I hope,
when you left London?


Perfectly so, I thank you.


She found that she was to receive no other answerandafter a
short pause added:


I think I have understood that Mr. Bingley has not much idea of
ever returning to Netherfield again?


I have never heard him say so; but it is probable that he may
spend very little of his time there in the future. He has many



friends, and is at a time of life when friends and engagements are
continually increasing.

If he means to be but little at Netherfield, it would be better for
the neighbourhood that he should give up the place entirely, for
then we might possibly get a settled family there. But, perhaps,
Mr. Bingley did not take the house so much for the convenience
of the neighbourhood as for his own, and we must expect him to
keep it or quit it on the same principle.

I should not be surprised,said Darcyif he were to give it up
as soon as any eligible purchase offers.

Elizabeth made no answer. She was afraid of talking longer of
his friend; andhaving nothing else to saywas now determined
to leave the trouble of finding a subject to him.

He took the hintand soon began withThis seems a very
comfortable house. Lady Catherine, I believe, did a great deal to
it when Mr. Collins first came to Hunsford.

I believe she did-- and I am sure she could not have bestowed
her kindness on a more grateful object.

Mr. Collins appears to be very fortunate in his choice of a
wife.

Yes, indeed, his friends may well rejoice in his having met with
one of the very few sensible women who would have accepted
him, or have made him happy if they had. My friend has an
excellent understanding-- though I am not certain that I consider
her marrying Mr. Collins as the wisest thing she ever did. She
seems perfectly happy, however, and in a prudential light it is
certainly a very good match for her.

It must be very agreeable for her to be settled within so easy a
distance of her own family and friends.

An easy distance, do you call it? It is nearly fifty miles.

And what is fifty miles of good road? Little more than half a
day's journey. Yes, I call it a very easy distance.

I should never have considered the distance as one of the
ADVANTAGES of the match cried Elizabeth. I should never
have said Mrs. Collins was settled NEAR her family."

It is a proof of your own attachment to Hertfordshire.
Anything beyond the very neighbourhood of Longbourn, I
suppose, would appear far.

As he spoke there was a sort of smile which Elizabeth fancied
she understood; he must be supposing her to be thinking of Jane
and Netherfieldand she blushed as she answered:

I do not mean to say that a woman may not be settled too near
her family. The far and the near must be relative, and depend on
many varying circumstances. Where there is fortune to make the
expenses of travelling unimportant, distance becomes no evil.
But that is not the case HERE. Mr. and Mrs. Collins have a
comfortable income, but not such a one as will allow of frequent
journeys-- and I am persuaded my friend would not call herself
NEAR her family under less than HALF the present distance.


Mr. Darcy drew his chair a little towards herand saidYOU
cannot have a right to such very strong local attachment. YOU
cannot have been always at Longbourn.

Elizabeth looked surprised. The gentleman experienced some
change of feeling; he drew back his chairtook a newspaper
from the tableand glancing over itsaidin a colder voice:

Are you pleased with Kent?

A short dialogue on the subject of the county ensuedon either
side calm and concise-- and soon put an end to by the entrance
of Charlotte and her sisterjust returned from her walk. The
tete-a-tete surprised them. Mr. Darcy related the mistake which
had occasioned his intruding on Miss Bennetand after sitting a
few minutes longer without saying much to anybodywent away.

What can be the meaning of this?said Charlotteas soon as he
was gone. "My dearElizahe must be in love with youor he
would never have called us in this familiar way."

But when Elizabeth told of his silence; it did not seem very
likelyeven to Charlotte's wishesto be the case; and after
various conjecturesthey could at last only suppose his visit to

proceed from the difficulty of finding anything to dowhich was
the more probable from the time of year. All field sports were
over. Within doors there was Lady Catherinebooksand a
billiard-tablebut gentlemen cannot always be within doors; and
in the nearness of the Parsonageor the pleasantness of the walk
to itor of the people who lived in itthe two cousins found a
temptation from this period of walking thither almost every day.
They called at various times of the morningsometimes
separatelysometimes togetherand now and then accompanied
by their aunt. It was plain to them all that Colonel Fitzwilliam
came because he had pleasure in their societya persuasion
which of course recommended him still more; and Elizabeth was
reminded by her own satisfaction in being with himas well as by
his evident admiration of herof her former favourite George
Wickham; and thoughin comparing themshe saw there was
less captivating softness in Colonel Fitzwilliam's mannersshe
believed he might have the best informed mind.

But why Mr. Darcy came so often to the Parsonageit was more
difficult to understand. It could not be for societyas he
frequently sat there ten minutes together without opening his
lips; and when he did speakit seemed the effect of necessity
rather than of choice-- a sacrifice to proprietynot a pleasure to
himself. He seldom appeared really animated. Mrs. Collins
knew not what to make of him. Colonel Fitzwilliam's
occasionally laughing at his stupidityproved that he was
generally differentwhich her own knowledge of him could not
have told her; and as she would liked to have believed this
change the effect of loveand the object of that love her friend
Elizashe set herself seriously to work to find it out. She
watched him whenever they were at Rosingsand whenever he
came to Hunsford; but without much success. He certainly
looked at her friend a great dealbut the expression of that look
was disputable. It was an earneststeadfast gazebut she often
doubted whether there were much admiration in itand
sometimes it seemed nothing but absence of mind.

She had once or twice suggested to Elizabeth the possibility of


his being partial to herbut Elizabeth always laughed at the idea;
and Mrs. Collins did not think it right to press the subjectfrom
the danger of raising expectations which might only end in
disappointment; for in her opinion it admitted not of a doubt
that all her friend's dislike would vanishif she could suppose
him to be in her power.

In her kind schemes for Elizabethshe sometimes planned her
marrying colonel Fitzwilliam. He was beyond comparison the
most pleasant man; he certainly admired herand his situation in
life was most eligible; butto counterbalance these advantages
Mr. Darcy had considerable patronage in the churchand his
cousin could have none at all.

Chapter 33

More than once did Elizabethin her ramble within the park
unexpectedly meet Mr. Darcy. She felt all the perverseness of
the mischance that should bring him where no one else was
broughtandto prevent its ever happening againtook care to
inform him at first that it was a favourite haunt of hers. How it
could occur a second timethereforewas very odd! Yet it did
and even a third. It seemed like wilful ill-natureor a voluntary
penancefor on these occasions it was not merely a few formal
inquiries and an awkward pause and then awaybut he actually
thought it necessary to turn back and walk with her. He never
said a great dealnor did she give herself the trouble of talking
or of listening much; but it struck her in the course of their third
rencontre that he was asking some odd unconnected questions-about
her pleasure in being at Hunsfordher love of solitary
walksand her opinion of Mr. and Mrs. Collins's happiness; and
that in speaking of Rosings and her not perfectly understanding
the househe seemed to expect that whenever she came into
Kent again she would be staying THERE too. His words
seemed to imply it. Could he have Colonel Fitzwilliam in his
thoughts? She supposedif he meant anythinghe must mean
and allusion to what might arise in that quarter. It distressed
her a littleand she was quite glad to find herself at the gate in
the pales opposite the Parsonage.

She was engaged one day as she walked in perusing Jane's last
letterand dwelling on some passages which proved that Jane
had not written in spiritswheninstead of being again surprised
by Mr. Darcyshe saw on looking up that Colonel Fitzwilliam
was meeting her. Putting away the letter immediately and
forcing a smileshe said:

I did not know before that you ever walked this way.

I have been making the tour of the park,he repliedas I

generally do every year, and intend to close it with a call at the
Parsonage. Are you going much farther?

No, I should have turned in a moment.


And accordingly she did turnand they walked towards the
Parsonage together.

Do you certainly leave Kent on Saturday?said she.

Yes-- if Darcy does not put it off again. But I am at his
disposal. He arranges the business just as he pleases.

And if not able to please himself in the arrangement, he has at
least pleasure in the great power of choice. I do not know
anybody who seems more to enjoy the power of doing what he
likes than Mr. Darcy.

He likes to have his own way very well,replied Colonel
Fitzwilliam. "But so we all do. It is only that he has better
means of having it than many othersbecause he is richand
many others are poor. I speak feelingly. A younger sonyou
knowmust be inured to self-denial and dependence."

In my opinion, the younger son of an earl can know very little
of either. Now seriously, what have you ever known of
self-denial and dependence? When have you been prevented by
want of money from going wherever you chose, or procuring
anything you had a fancy for?

These are home questions-- and perhaps I cannot say that I
have experienced many hardships of that nature. But in matters
of greater weight, I may suffer from want of money. Younger
sons cannot marry where they like.

Unless where they like women of fortune, which I think they
very often do.

Our habits of expense make us too dependentand there are too
many in my rank of life who can afford to marry without some
attention to money."

Is this,thought Elizabethmeant for me?and she coloured
at the idea; butrecovering herselfsaid in a lively toneAnd
pray, what is the usual price of an earl's younger son? Unless

the elder brother is very sickly, I suppose you would not ask
above fifty thousand pounds.

He answered her in the same styleand the subject dropped. To
interrupt a silence which might make him fancy her affected with
what had passedshe soon afterwards said:

I imagine your cousin brought you down with him chiefly for
the sake of having someone at his disposal. I wonder he does
not marry, to secure a lasting convenience of that kind. But,
perhaps, his sister does as well for the present, and, as she is
under his sole care, he may do what he likes with her.

No,said Colonel Fitzwilliamthat is an advantage which he
must divide with me. I am joined with him in the guardianship
of Miss Darcy.

Are you indeed? And pray what sort of guardians do you
make? Does your charge give you much trouble? Young ladies
of her age are sometimes a little difficult to manage, and if she
has the true Darcy spirit, she may like to have her own way.

As she spoke she observed him looking at her earnestly; and the


manner in which he immediately asked her why she supposed
Miss Darcy likely to give them any uneasinessconvinced her
that she had somehow or other got pretty near the truth. She
directly replied:

You need not be frightened. I never heard any harm of her; and
I dare say she is one of the most tractable creatures in the world.
She is a very great favourite with some ladies of my
acquaintance, Mrs. Hurst and Miss Bingley. I think I have heard
you say that you know them.

I know them a little. Their brother is a pleasant gentlemanlike
man-- he is a great friend of Darcy's.

Oh! yes,said Elizabeth drily; "Mr. Darcy is uncommonly kind
to Mr. Bingleyand takes a prodigious deal of care of him."

Care of him! Yes, I really believe Darcy DOES take care of
him in those points where he most wants care. From something
that he told me in our journey hither, I have reason to think
Bingley very much indebted to him. But I ought to beg his
pardon, for I have no right to suppose that Bingley was the

person meant. It was all conjecture.

What is it you mean?

It is a circumstance which Darcy could not wish to be generally
known, because if it were to get round to the lady's family, it
would be an unpleasant thing.

You may depend upon my not mentioning it.

And remember that I have not much reason for supposing it to
be Bingley. What he told me was merely this: that he
congratulated himself on having lately saved a friend from the
inconveniences of a most imprudent marriage, but without
mentioning names or any other particulars, and I only suspected
it to be Bingley from believing him the kind of young man to get
into a scrape of that sort, and from knowing them to have been
together the whole of last summer.

Did Mr. Darcy give you reasons for this interference?

I understood that there were some very strong objections
against the lady.

And what arts did he use to separate them?

He did not talk to me of his own arts,said Fitzwilliamsmiling.
He only told me what I have now told you.

Elizabeth made no answerand walked onher heart swelling
with indignation. After watching her a littleFitzwilliam asked
her why she was so thoughtful.

I am thinking of what you have been telling me,said she.
Your cousin's conduct does not suit my feelings. Why was he
to be the judge?

You are rather disposed to call his interference officious?

I do not see what right Mr. Darcy had to decide on the
propriety of his friend's inclination, or why, upon his own


judgement alone, he was to determine and direct in what manner
his friend was to be happy. But,she continuedrecollecting
herselfas we know none of the particulars, it is not fair to
condemn him. It is not to be supposed that there was much

affection in the case.

That is not an unnatural surmise,said Fitzwilliambut it is a
lessening of the honour of my cousin's triumph very sadly.

This was spoken jestingly; but it appeared to her so just a picture
of Mr. Darcythat she would not trust herself with an answer
and thereforeabruptly changing the conversation talked on
indifferent matters until they reached the Parsonage. Thereshut
into her own roomas soon as their visitor left themshe could
think without interruption of all that she had heard. It was not
to be supposed that any other people could be meant than those
with whom she was connected. There could not exist in the
world TWO men over whom Mr. Darcy could have such
boundless influence. That he had been concerned in the
measures taken to separate Bingley and Jane she had never
doubted; but she had always attributed to Miss Bingley the
principal design and arrangement of them. If his own vanity
howeverdid not mislead himHE was the causehis pride and
caprice were the causeof all that Jane had sufferedand still
continued to suffer. He had ruined for a while every hope of
happiness for the most affectionategenerous heart in the world;
and no one could say how lasting an evil he might have inflicted.

There were some very strong objections against the lady,were
Colonel Fitzwilliam's words; and those strong objections
probably wereher having one uncle who was a country
attorneyand another who was in business in London.

To Jane herself,she exclaimedthere could be no possibility
of objection; all loveliness and goodness as she is!-- her
understanding excellent, her mind improved, and her manners
captivating. Neither could anything be urged against my father,
who, though with some peculiarities, has abilities Mr. Darcy
himself need not disdain, and respectability which he will
probably never each.When she thought of her motherher
confidence gave way a little; but she would not allow that any
objections THERE had material weight with Mr. Darcywhose
prideshe was convincedwould receive a deeper wound from
the want of importance in his friend's connectionsthan from
their want of sense; and she was quite decidedat lastthat he
had been partly governed by this worst kind of prideand partly
by the wish of retaining Mr. Bingley for his sister.

The agitation and tears which the subject occasionedbrought on
a headache; and it grew so much worse towards the evening
thatadded to her unwillingness to see Mr. Darcyit determined
her not to attend her cousins to Rosingswhere they were
engaged to drink tea. Mrs. Collinsseeing that she was really
unwelldid not press her to go and as much as possible
prevented her husband from pressing her; but Mr. Collins could
not conceal his apprehension of Lady Catherine's being rather
displeased by her staying at home.


Chapter 34

When they were goneElizabethas if intending to exasperate
herself as much as possible against Mr. Darcychose for her
employment the examination of all the letters which Jane had
written to her since her being in Kent. They contained no actual
complaintnor was there any revival of past occurrencesor any
communication of present suffering. But in alland in almost
every line of eachthere was a want of that cheerfulness which
had been used to characterise her styleand whichproceeding
from the serenity of a mind at ease with itself and kindly
disposed towards everyonehad been scarcely ever clouded.
Elizabeth noticed every sentence conveying the idea of
uneasinesswith an attention which it had hardly received on the
first perusal. Mr. Darcy's shameful boast of what misery he had
been able to inflict gave her a keener sense of her sister's
sufferings. It was some consolation to think that his visit to
Rosings was to end on the day after the next-- anda still
greaterthat in less than a fortnight she should herself be with
Jane againand enabled to contribute to the recovery of her
spiritsby all that affection could do.

She could not think of Darcy's leaving Kent without
remembering that his cousin was to go with him; but Colonel
Fitzwilliam had made it clear that he had no intentions at alland
agreeable as he wasshe did not mean to be unhappy about him.

While settling this pointshe was suddenly roused by the sound
of the door-belland her spirits were a little fluttered by the idea
of its being Colonel Fitzwilliam himselfwho had once before
called late in the eveningand might now come to inquire
particularly after her. But this idea was soon banishedand her

spirits were very differently affectedwhento her utter
amazementshe saw Mr. Darcy walk into the room. In an
hurried manner he immediately began an inquiry after her health
imputing his visit to a wish of hearing that she were better. She
answered him with cold civility. He sat down for a few
momentsand then getting upwalked about the room.
Elizabeth was surprisedbut said not a word. After a silence of
several minuteshe came towards her in an agitated mannerand
thus began:

In vain I have struggled. It will not do. My feelings will not be
repressed. You must allow me to tell you how ardently I admire
and love you.

Elizabeth's astonishment was beyond expression. She stared
coloureddoubtedand was silent. This he considered sufficient
encouragement; and the avowal of all that he feltand had long
felt for herimmediately followed. He spoke well; but there
were feelings besides those of the heart to be detailed; and he
was not more eloquent on the subject of tenderness than of
pride. His sense of her inferiority-- of its being a degradation-of
the family obstacles which had always opposed to inclination
were dwelt on with a warmth which seemed due to the
consequence he was woundingbut was very unlikely to
recommend his suit.


In spite of her deeply-rooted dislikeshe could not be insensible
to the compliment of such a man's affectionand though her
intentions did not vary for an instantshe was at first sorry for
the pain he was to receive; tillroused to resentment by his
subsequent languageshe lost all compassion in anger. She
triedhoweverto compose herself to answer him with patience
when he should have done. He concluded with representing to
her the strength of that attachment whichin spite of all his
endeavourshe had found impossible to conquer; and with
expressing his hope that it would now be rewarded by her
acceptance of his hand. As he said thisshe could easily see that
he had no doubt of a favourable answer. He SPOKE of
apprehension and anxietybut his countenance expressed real
security. Such a circumstance could only exasperate farther
andwhen he ceasedthe colour rose into her cheeksand she
said:

In such cases as this, it is, I believe, the established mode to
express a sense of obligation for the sentiments avowed,

however unequally they may be returned. It is natural that
obligation should be felt, and if I could FEEL gratitude, I would
now thank you. But I cannot-- I have never desired your good
opinion, and you have certainly bestowed it most unwillingly. I

am sorry to have occasioned pain to anyone. It has been most
unconsciously done, however, and I hope will be of short
duration. The feelings which, you tell me, have long prevented
the acknowledgment of your regard, can have little difficulty in
overcoming it after this explanation.

Mr. Darcywho was leaning against the mantelpiece with his
eyes fixed on her faceseemed to catch her words with no less
resentment than surprise. His complexion became pale with
angerand the disturbance of his mind was visible in every
feature. He was struggling for the appearance of composure
and would not open his lips till he believed himself to have
attained it. The pause was to Elizabeth's feelings dreadful. At
lengthwith a voice of forced calmnesshe said:

And this is the reply which I am to have the honour of
expecting: I might, perhaps, wish to be informed why, with so
little ENDEAVOUR at civility, I am thus rejected. But it is of
small importance.

I might as well inquire,replied she why with so evident a
desire of offending and insulting me, you chose to tell me that
you liked me against your will, against your reason, and even
against your character? Was not this some excuse for incivility,
if I WAS uncivil? But I have other provocations. You know I
have. Had not my feelings decided against you-- had they been
indifferent, or had they even been favourable, do you think that
any consideration would tempt me to accept the man who has
been the means of ruining, perhaps for ever, the happiness of a
most beloved sister?

As she pronounced these wordsMr. Darcy changed colour; but
the emotion was shortand he listened without attempting
to interrupt her while she continued:

I have every reason in the world to think ill of you. No motive
can excuse the unjust and ungenerous part you acted THERE.
You dare not, you cannot deny, that you have been the principal,
if not the only means of dividing them from each other-- of


exposing one to the censure of the world for caprice and

instability, and the other to its derision for disappointed hopes,
and involving them both in misery of the acutest kind.

She pausedand saw with no slight indignation that he was
listening with an air which proved him wholly unmoved by any
feeling of remorse. He even looked at her with a smile of
affected incredulity.

Can you deny that you have done it?she repeated.

With assumed tranquillity he then replied: "I have no wish of
denying that I did everything in my power to separate my friend
from your sisteror that I rejoice in my success. Towards HIM I
have been kinder than towards myself."

Elizabeth disdained the appearance of noticing this civil
reflectionbut its meaning did not escapenor was it likely to
conciliate her.

But it is not merely this affair,she continuedon which my
dislike is founded. Long before it had taken place my opinion of
you was decided. Your character was unfolded in the recital
which I received many months ago from Mr. Wickham. On this
subject, what can you have to say? In what imaginary act of
friendship can you here defend yourself? or under what
misrepresentation can you here impose upon others?

You take an eager interest in that gentleman's concerns,said
Darcyin a less tranquil toneand with a heightened colour.

Who that knows what his misfortunes have been, can help
feeling an interest in him?

His misfortunes!repeated Darcy contemptuously; "yeshis
misfortunes have been great indeed."

And of your infliction,cried Elizabeth with energy. "You
have reduced him to his present state of poverty-- comparative
poverty. You have withheld the advantages which you must
know to have been designed for him. You have deprived the
best years of his life of that independence which was no less his
due than his desert. You have done all this! and yet you can
treat the mention of his misfortune with contempt and ridicule."

And this,cried Darcyas he walked with quick steps across

the roomIs your opinion of me! This is the estimation in
which you hold me! I thank you for explaining it so fully. My
faults, according to this calculation, are heavy indeed! But
perhaps,added hestopping in his walkand turning towards
herthese offenses might have been overlooked, had not your
pride been hurt by my honest confession of the scruples that had
long prevented my forming any serious design. These bitter
accusations might have been suppressed, had I, with greater
policy, concealed my struggles, and flattered you into the belief
of my being impelled by unqualified, unalloyed inclination; by
reason, by reflection, by everything. But disguise of every sort is
my abhorrence. Nor am I ashamed of the feelings I related.
They were natural and just. Could you expect me to rejoice in
the inferiority of your connections?-- to congratulate myself on
the hope of relations, whose condition in life is so decidedly
beneath my own?


Elizabeth felt herself growing more angry every moment; yet she
tried to the utmost to speak with composure when she said:

You are mistaken, Mr. Darcy, if you suppose that the mode of
your declaration affected me in any other way, than as it spared
the concern which I might have felt in refusing you, had you
behaved in a more gentlemanlike manner.

She saw him start at thisbut he said nothingand she continued:

You could not have made the offer of your hand in any possible
way that would have tempted me to accept it.

Again his astonishment was obvious; and he looked at her with
an expression of mingled incredulity and mortification. She went
on:

From the very beginning-- from the first moment, I may almost
say-- of my acquaintance with you, your manners, impressing me
with the fullest belief of your arrogance, your conceit, and your
selfish disdain of the feelings of others, were such as to form the
groundwork of disapprobation on which succeeding events have
built so immovable a dislike; and I had not known you a month
before I felt that you were the last man in the world whom I
could ever be prevailed on to marry.

You have said quite enough, madam. I perfectly comprehend
your feelings, and have now only to be ashamed of what my own

have been. Forgive me for having taken up so much of your
time, and accept my best wishes for your health and happiness.

And with these words he hastily left the roomand Elizabeth
heard him the next moment open the front door and quit the
house.

The tumult of her mindwas now painfully great. She knew not
how to support herselfand from actual weakness sat down and
cried for half-an-hour. Her astonishmentas she reflected on
what had passedwas increased by every review of it. That she
should receive an offer of marriage from Mr. Darcy! That he
should have been in love with her for so many months! So much
in love as to wish to marry her in spite of all the objections
which had made him prevent his friend's marrying her sisterand
which must appear at least with equal force in his own case-was
almost incredible! It was gratifying to have inspired
unconsciously so strong an affection. But his pridehis
abominable pride-- his shameless avowal of what he had done
with respect to Jane-- his unpardonable assurance in
acknowledgingthough he could not justify itand the unfeeling
manner in which he had mentioned Mr. Wickhamhis cruelty
towards whom he had not attempted to denysoon overcame the
pity which the consideration of his attachment had for a moment
excited. She continued in very agitated reflections till the sound
of Lady Catherine's carriage made her feel how unequal she was
to encounter Charlotte's observationand hurried her away to
her room.

Chapter 35


Elizabeth awoke the next morning to the same thoughts and
meditations which had at length closed her eyes. She could not
yet recover from the surprise of what had happened; it was
impossible to think of anything else; andtotally indisposed for
employmentshe resolvedsoon after breakfastto indulge
herself in air and exercise. She was proceeding directly to her
favourite walkwhen the recollection of Mr. Darcy's sometimes
coming there stopped herand instead of entering the parkshe
turned up the lanewhich led farther from the turnpike-road.
The park paling was still the boundary on one sideand she soon
passed one of the gates into the ground.

After walking two or three times along that part of the laneshe
was temptedby the pleasantness of the morningto stop at the
gates and look into the park. The five weeks which she had now
passed in Kent had made a great difference in the countryand
every day was adding to the verdure of the early trees. She was
on the point of continuing her walkwhen she caught a glimpse
of a gentleman within the sort of grove which edged the park; he
was moving that way; andfearful of its being Mr. Darcyshe was
directly retreating. But the person who advanced was now near
enough to see herand stepping forward with eagerness
pronounced her name. She had turned away; but on hearing
herself calledthough in a voice which proved it to be Mr.
Darcyshe moved again towards the gate. He had by that time
reached it alsoandholding out a letterwhich she instinctively
tooksaidwith a look of haughty composureI have been
walking in the grove some time in the hope of meeting you. Will
you do me the honour of reading that letter?And thenwith a
slight bowturned again into the plantationand was soon out of
sight.

With no expectation of pleasurebut with the strongest curiosity
Elizabeth opened the letterandto her still increasing wonder
perceived an envelope containing two sheets of letter-paper
written quite throughin a very close hand. The envelope itself
was likewise full. Pursuing her way along the laneshe then
began it. It was dated from Rosingsat eight o'clock in the
morningand was as follows:-


Be not alarmed, madam, on receiving this letter, by the
apprehension of its containing any repetition of those sentiments
or renewal of those offers which were last night so disgusting to
you. I write without any intention of paining you, or humbling
myself, by dwelling on wishes which, for the happiness of both,
cannot be too soon forgotten; and the effort which the formation
and the perusal of this letter must occasion, should have been
spared had not my character required it to be written and read.
You must, therefore, pardon the freedom with which I demand
your attention; your feelings, I know, will bestow it unwillingly,
but I demand it of your justice.

Two offenses of a very different natureand by no means of
equal magnitudeyou last night laid to my charge. The first
mentioned wasthatregardless of the sentiments of eitherI had
detached Mr. Bingley from your sisterand the otherthat I had
in defiance of various claimsin defiance of honour and

humanityruined the immediate prosperity and blasted the


prospects of Mr. Wickham. Wilfully and wantonly to have
thrown off the companion of my youththe acknowledged
favourite of my fathera young man who had scarcely any other
dependence than on our patronageand who had been brought
up to expect its exertionwould be a depravityto which the
separation of two young personswhose affection could be the
growth of only a few weekscould bear no comparison. But
from the severity of that blame which was last night so liberally
bestowedrespecting each circumstanceI shall hope to be in the
future securedwhen the following account of my actions and
their motives has been read. Ifin the explanation of them
which is due to myselfI am under the necessity of relating
feelings which may be offensive to yoursI can only say that I
am sorry. The necessity must be obeyedand further apology
would be absurd.

I had not been long in Hertfordshire, before I saw, in common
with others, that Bingley preferred your elder sister to any other
young woman in the country. But it was not till the evening of
the dance at Netherfield that I had any apprehension of his
feeling a serious attachment. I had often seen him in love before.
At that ball, while I had the honour of dancing with you, I was
first made acquainted, by Sir William Lucas's accidental
information, that Bingley's attentions to your sister had given
rise to a general expectation of their marriage. He spoke of it as
a certain event, of which the time alone could be undecided.
>From that moment I observed my friend's behaviour attentively;
and I could then perceive that his partiality for Miss Bennet was
beyond what I had ever witnessed in him. Your sister I also
watched. Her look and manners were open, cheerful, and
engaging as ever, but without any symptom of peculiar regard,
and I remained convinced from the evening's scrutiny, that
though she received his attentions with pleasure, she did not
invite them by any participation of sentiment. If YOU have not
been mistaken here, I must have been in error. Your superior
knowledge of your sister must make the latter probable. If it be
so, if I have been misled by such error to inflict pain on her, your
resentment has not been unreasonable. But I shall not scruple to
assert, that the serenity of your sister's countenance and air was
such as might have given the most acute observer a conviction
that, however amiable her temper, her heart was not likely to be
easily touched. That I was desirous of believing her indifferent
is certain-- but I will venture to say that my investigation and
decisions are not usually influenced by my hopes or fears. I did

not believe her to be indifferent because I wished it; I believed it
on impartial conviction, as truly as I wished it in reason. My
objections to the marriage were not merely those which I last
night acknowledged to have the utmost force of passion to put
aside, in my own case; the want of connection could not be so
great an evil to my friend as to me. But there were other causes
of repugnance; causes which, though still existing, and existing
to an equal degree in both instances, I had myself endeavoured
to forget, because they were not immediately before me. These
causes must be stated, though briefly. The situation of your
mother's family, though objectionable, was nothing in
comparison to that total want of propriety so frequently, so
almost uniformly betrayed by herself, by your three younger
sisters, and occasionally even by your father. Pardon me. It
pains me to offend you. But amidst your concern for the defects
of your nearest relations, and your displeasure at this
representation of them, let it give you consolation to consider
that, to have conducted yourselves so as to avoid any share of
the like censure, is praise no less generally bestowed on you and


your elder sister, than it is honourable to the sense and
disposition of both. I will only say farther that from what passed
that evening my opinion of all parties was confirmed, and every
inducement heightened which could have led me before to
preserve my friend from what I esteemed a most unhappy
connection. He left Netherfield for London, on the day
following, as you, I am certain, remember, with the design of
soon returning.

The part which I acted is now to be explained. His sisters'
uneasiness had been equally excited with my own; our
coincidence of feeling was soon discoveredandalike sensible
that no time was to be lost in detaching their brotherwe shortly
resolved on joining him directly in London. We accordingly
went-- and there I readily engaged in the office of pointing out
to my friend the certain evils of such a choice. I describedand
enforced them earnestly. Buthowever this remonstrance might
have staggered or delayed his determinationI do not suppose
that it would ultimately have prevented the marriagehad it not
been seconded by the assurance that I hesitated not in givingof
your sister's indifference. He had before believed her to return
his affection with sincereif not with equal regard. But Bingley
has great natural modestywith a stronger dependence on my
judgement than on his own. To convince himthereforethat he
had deceived himselfwas no very difficult point. To persuade
him against returning into Hertfordshirewhen that conviction

had been givenwas scarcely the work of a moment. I cannot
blame myself for having done thus much. There is but one part
of my conduct in the whole affair on which I do not reflect with
satisfaction; it isthat I condescended to adopt the measures of
art so far as to conceal from him your sister's being in town. I
knew it myselfas it was known to Miss Bingley; but her brother
is even yet ignorant of it. That they might have met without ill
consequence is perhaps probable; but his regard did not appear
to me enough extinguished for him to see her without some
danger. Perhaps this concealmentthis disguise was beneath me;
it is donehoweverand it was done for the best. On this subject
I have nothing more to sayno other apology to offer. If I have
wounded your sister's feelingsit was unknowingly done and
though the motives which governed me may to you very
naturally appear insufficientI have not yet learnt to condemn
them.

With respect to that other, more weighty accusation, of having
injured Mr. Wickham, I can only refute it by laying before you
the whole of his connection with my family. Of what he has
PARTICULARLY accused me I am ignorant; but of the truth of
what I shall relate, I can summon more than one witness of
undoubted veracity.

Mr. Wickham is the son of a very respectable manwho had for
many years the management of all the Pemberley estatesand
whose good conduct in the discharge of his trust naturally
inclined my father to be of service to him; and on George
Wickhamwho was his godsonhis kindness was therefore
liberally bestowed. My father supported him at schooland
afterwards at Cambridge-- most important assistanceas his own
fatheralways poor from the extravagance of his wifewould
have been unable to give him a gentleman's education. My
father was not only fond of this young man's societywhose
manner were always engaging; he had also the highest opinion of
himand hoping the church would be his professionintended to
provide for him in it. As for myselfit is manymany years since


I first began to think of him in a very different manner. The
vicious propensities-- the want of principlewhich he was careful
to guard from the knowledge of his best friendcould not escape
the observation of a young man of nearly the same age with
himselfand who had opportunities of seeing him in unguarded
momentswhich Mr. Darcy could not have. Here again shall
give you pain-- to what degree you only can tell. But whatever
may be the sentiments which Mr. Wickham has createda

suspicion of their nature shall not prevent me from unfolding his
real character-- it adds even another motive.

My excellent father died about five years ago; and his
attachment to Mr. Wickham was to the last so steady, that in his
will he particularly recommended it to me, to promote his
advancement in the best manner that his profession might
allow--and if he took orders, desired that a valuable family living
might be his as soon as it became vacant. There was also a
legacy of one thousand pounds. His own father did not long
survive mine, and within half a year from these events, Mr.
Wickham wrote to inform me that, having finally resolved
against taking orders, he hoped I should not think it
unreasonable for him to expect some more immediate pecuniary
advantage, in lieu of the preferment, by which he could not be
benefited. He had some intention, he added, of studying law,
and I must be aware that the interest of one thousand pounds
would be a very insufficient support therein. I rather wished,
than believed him to be sincere-- but, at any rate, was perfectly
ready to accede to his proposal. I knew that Mr. Wickham
ought not to be a clergyman; the business was therefore soon
settled-- he resigned all claim to assistance in the church, were it
possible that he could ever be in a situation to receive it, and
accepted in return three thousand pounds. All connection
between us seemed now dissolved. I thought too ill of him to
invite him to Pemberley, or admit his society in town. In town I
believe he chiefly lived, but his studying the law was a mere
pretence, and being now free from all restraint, his life was a life
of idleness and dissipation. For about three years I heard little of
him; but on the decease of the incumbent of the living which had
been designed for him, he applied to me again by letter for the
presentation. His circumstances, he assured me, and I had no
difficulty in believing it, were exceedingly bad. He had found
the law a most unprofitable study, and was now absolutely
resolved on being ordained, if I would present him to the living
in question-- of which he trusted there could be little doubt, as
he was well assured that I had no other person to provide for,
and I could not have forgotten my revered father's intentions.
You will hardly blame me for refusing to comply with this
entreaty, or for resisting every repetition to it. His resentment
was in proportion to the distress of his circumstances-- and he
was doubtless as violent in his abuse of me to others as in his
reproaches to myself. After this period every appearance of
acquaintance was dropped. How he lived I know not. But last
summer he was again most painfully obtruded on my notice.

I must now mention a circumstance which I would wish to
forget myselfand which no obligation less than the present
should induce me to unfold to any human being. Having said
thus muchI feel no doubt of your secrecy. My sisterwho is
more than ten years my juniorwas left to the guardianship of
my mother's nephewColonel Fitzwilliamand myself. About a
year agoshe was taken from schooland an establishment
formed for her in London; and last summer she went with the


lady who presided over itto Ramsgate; and thither also went
Mr. Wickhamundoubtedly by design; for there proved to have
been a prior acquaintance between him and Mrs. Youngein
whose character we were most unhappily deceived; and by her
connivance and aidhe so far recommended himself to
Georgianawhose affectionate heart retained a strong impression
of his kindness to her as a childthat she was persuaded to
believe herself in loveand to consent to an elopement. She was
then but fifteenwhich must be her excuse; and after stating her
imprudenceI am happy to addthat I owed the knowledge of it
to herself. I joined them unexpectedly a day or two before the
intended elopementand then Georgianaunable to support the
idea of grieving and offending a brother whom she almost
looked up to as a fatheracknowledged the whole to me. You
may imagine what I felt and how I acted. Regard for my sister's
credit and feelings prevented any public exposure; but I wrote to
Mr. Wickhamwho left the place immediatelyand Mrs. Younge
was of course removed from her charge. Mr. Wickham's object
was unquestionably my sister's fortunewhich is thirty thousand
pounds; but I cannot help supposing that the hope of revenging
himself on me was a strong inducement. His revenge would
have been complete indeed.

This, madam, is a faithful narrative of every event in which we
have been concerned together; and if you do not absolutely
reject it as false, you will, I hope, acquit me henceforth of
cruelty towards Mr. Wickham. I know not in what manner,
under what form of falsehood he had imposed on you; but his
success is not perhaps to be wondered at, ignorant as you
previously were of everything concerning either. Detection
could not be in your power, and suspicion certainly not in your
inclination.

You may possibly wonder why all this was not told you last
night; but I was not then master enough of myself to know what
could or ought to be revealed. For the truth of everything here

relatedI can appeal more particularly to the testimony of
Colonel Fitzwilliamwhofrom our near relationship and
constant intimacyandstill moreas one of the executors of my
father's willhas been unavoidably acquainted with every
particular of these transactions. If your abhorrence of ME
should make MY assertions valuelessyou cannot be prevented
by the same cause from confiding in my cousin; and that there
may be the possibility of consulting himI shall endeavour to
find some opportunity of putting this letter in your hands in the
course of the morning. I will only addGod bless you

FITZWILLIAM DARCY

Chapter 36

If Elizabethwhen Mr. Darcy gave her the letterdid not expect
it to contain a renewal of his offersshe had formed no
expectation at all of its contents. But such as they wereit may
well be supposed how eagerly she went through themand what
a contrariety of emotion they excited. Her feelings as she read
were scarcely to be defined. With amazement did she first


understand that he believed any apology to be in his power; and
steadfastly was she persuadedthat he could have no explanation
to givewhich a just sense of shame would not conceal. With a
strong prejudice against everything he might sayshe began his
account of what had happened at Netherfield. She read with an
eagerness which hardly left her power of comprehensionand
from impatience of knowing what the next sentence might bring
was incapable of attending to the sense of the one before her
eyes. His belief of her sister's insensibility she instantly resolved
to be false; and his account of the realthe worst objections to
the matchmade her too angry to have any wish of doing him
justice. He expressed no regret for what he had done which
satisfied her; his style was not penitentbut haughty. It was all
pride and insolence.

But when this subject was succeeded by his account of Mr.
Wickham-- when she read with somewhat clearer attention a
relation of events whichif truemust overthrow every cherished
opinion of his worthand which bore so alarming an affinity to
his own history of himself-- her feelings were yet more acutely
painful and more difficult of definition. Astonishment
apprehensionand even horroroppressed her. She wished to
discredit it entirelyrepeatedly exclaimingThis must be false!

This cannot be! This must be the grossest falsehood!-- and
when she had gone through the whole letterthough scarcely
knowing anything of the last page or twoput it hastily away
protesting that she would not regard itthat she would never
look in it again.

In this perturbed state of mindwith thoughts that could rest on
nothingshe walked on; but it would not do; in half a minute the
letter was unfolded againand collecting herself as well as she
couldshe again began the mortifying perusal of all that related
to Wickhamand commanded herself so far as to examine the
meaning of every sentence. The account of his connection with
the Pemberley family was exactly what he had related himself;
and the kindness of the late Mr. Darcythough she had not
before known its extentagreed equally well with his own
words. So far each recital confirmed the other; but when she
came to the willthe difference was great. What Wickham had
said of the living was fresh in her memoryand as she recalled
his very wordsit was impossible not to feel that there was gross
duplicity on one side or the other; andfor a few momentsshe
flattered herself that her wishes did not err. But when she read
and re-read with the closest attentionthe particulars
immediately following of Wickham's resigning all pretensions to
the livingof his receiving in lieu so considerable a sum as three
thousand poundsagain was she forced to hesitate. She put
down the letterweighed every circumstance with what she
meant to be impartiality-- deliberated on the probability of each
statement-- but with little success. On both sides it was only
assertion. Again she read on; but every line proved more clearly
that the affairwhich she had believed it impossible that any
contrivance could so represent as to render Mr. Darcy's conduct
in it less than infamouswas capable of a turn which must make
him entirely blameless throughout the whole.

The extravagance and general profligacy which he scrupled not
to lay at Mr. Wickham's chargeexceedingly shocked her; the
more soas she could bring no proof of its injustice. She had
never heard of him before his entrance into the ----shire Militia
in which he had engaged at the persuasion of the young man
whoon meeting him accidentally in townhad there renewed a


slight acquaintance. Of his former way of life nothing had been
known in Hertfordshire but what he told himself. As to his real
characterhad information been in her powershe had never felt
a wish of inquiring. His countenancevoiceand manner had
established him at once in the possession of every virtue. She

tried to recollect some instance of goodnesssome distinguished
trait of integrity or benevolencethat might rescue him from the
attacks of Mr. Darcy; or at leastby the predominance of virtue
atone for those casual errors under which she would endeavour
to class what Mr. Darcy had described as the idleness and vice of
many years' continuance. But no such recollection befriended
her. She could see him instantly before herin every charm of
air and address; but she could remember no more substantial
good than the general approbation of the neighbourhoodand
the regard which his social powers had gained him in the mess.
After pausing on this point a considerable whileshe once more
continued to read. Butalas! the story which followedof his
designs on Miss Darcyreceived some confirmation from what
had passed between Colonel Fitzwilliam and herself only the
morning before; and at last she was referred for the truth of
every particular to Colonel Fitzwilliam himself-- from whom she
had previously received the information of his near concern in all
his cousin's affairsand whose character she had no reason to
question. At one time she had almost resolved on applying to
himbut the idea was checked by the awkwardness of the
applicationand at length wholly banished by the conviction that
Mr. Darcy would never have hazarded such a proposalif he had
not been well assured of his cousin's corroboration.

She perfectly remembered everything that had passed in
conversation between Wickham and herselfin their first evening
at Mr. Phillips's. Many of his expressions were still fresh in her
memory. She was NOW struck with the impropriety of such
communications to a strangerand wondered it had escaped her
before. She saw the indelicacy of putting himself forward as he
had doneand the inconsistency of his professions with his
conduct. She remembered that he had boasted of having no fear
of seeing Mr. Darcy-- that Mr. Darcy might leave the country
but that HE should stand his ground; yet he had avoided the
Netherfield ball the very next week. She remembered also that
till the Netherfield family had quitted the countryhe had told his
story to no one but herself; but that after their removal it had
been everywhere discussed; that he had then no reservesno
scruples in sinking Mr. Darcy's characterthough he had assured
her that respect for the father would always prevent his exposing
the son.

How differently did everything now appear in which he was
concerned! His attentions to Miss King were now the
consequence of views solely and hatefully mercenary; and the

mediocrity of her fortune proved no longer the moderation of his
wishesbut his eagerness to grasp at anything. His behaviour to
herself could now have had no tolerable motive; he had either
been deceived with regard to her fortuneor had been gratifying
his vanity by encouraging the preference which she believed she
had most incautiously shown. Every lingering struggle in his
favour grew fainter and fainter; and in farther justification of Mr.
Darcyshe could not but allow Mr. Bingleywhen questioned by
Janehad long ago asserted his blamelessness in the affair; that
proud and repulsive as were his mannersshe had neverin the
whole course of their acquaintance-- an acquaintance which
had latterly brought them much togetherand given her a sort of


intimacy with his ways-- seen anything that betrayed him to be
unprincipled or unjust--anything that spoke him of irreligious or
immoral habits; that among his own connections he was
esteemed and valued-- that even Wickham had allowed him
merit as a brotherand that she had often heard him speak so
affectionately of his sister as to prove him capable of some
amiable feeling; that had his actions been what Mr. Wickham
represented themso gross a violation of everything right could
hardly have been concealed from the world; and that friendship
between a person capable of itand such an amiable man as
Bingleywas incomprehensible.

She grew absolutely ashamed of herself. Of neither Darcy nor
Wickham could she think without feeling she had been blind
partialprejudicedabsurd.

How despicably I have acted!she cried; "Iwho have prided
myself on my discernment! Iwho have valued myself on my
abilities! who have often disdained the generous candour of my
sisterand gratified my vanity in useless or blameable mistrust!
How humiliating is this discovery! yethow just a humiliation!
Had I been in loveI could not have been more wretchedly blind!
But vanitynot lovehas been my folly. Pleased with the
preference of oneand offended by the neglect of the otheron
the very beginning of our acquaintanceI have courted
prepossession and ignoranceand driven reason awaywhere
either were concerned. Till this moment I never knew myself."

>From herself to Jane-- from Jane to Bingleyher thoughts were
in a line which soon brought to her recollection that Mr. Darcy's
explanation THERE had appeared very insufficientand she read
it again. Widely different was the effect of a second perusal.
How could she deny that credit to his assertions in one instance

which she had been obliged to give in the other? He declared
himself to be totally unsuspicious of her sister's attachment; and
she could not help remembering what Charlotte's opinion had
always been. Neither could she deny the justice of his
description of Jane. She felt that Jane's feelingsthough fervent
were little displayedand that there was a constant complacency
in her air and manner not often united with great sensibility.

When she came to that part of the letter in which her family were
mentioned in terms of such mortifyingyet merited reproachher
sense of shame was severe. The justice of the charge struck her
too forcibly for denialand the circumstances to which he
particularly alluded as having passed at the Netherfield balland
as confirming all his first disapprobationcould not have made a
stronger impression on his mind than on hers.

The compliment to herself and her sister was not unfelt. It
soothedbut it could not console her for the contempt which had
thus been self-attracted by the rest of her family; and as she
considered that Jane's disappointment had in fact been the work
of her nearest relationsand reflected how materially the credit
of both must be hurt by such impropriety of conductshe felt
depressed beyond anything she had ever known before.

After wandering along the lane for two hoursgiving way to
every variety of thought--re-considering eventsdetermining
probabilitiesand reconciling herselfas well as she couldto a
change so sudden and so importantfatigueand a recollection
of her long absencemade her at length return home; and she
entered the house with the wish of appearing cheerful as usual


and the resolution of repressing such reflections as must make
her unfit for conversation.

She was immediately told that the two gentlemen from Rosings
had each called during her absence; Mr. Darcyonly for a few
minutesto take leave-- but that Colonel Fitzwilliam had been
sitting with them at least an hourhoping for her returnand
almost resolving to walk after her till she could be found.
Elizabeth could but just AFFECT concern in missing him; she
really rejoiced at it. Colonel Fitzwilliam was no longer an
object; she could think only of her letter.

Chapter 37

The two gentlemen left Rosings the next morningand Mr.
Collins having been in waiting near the lodgesto make them his
parting obeisancewas able to bring home the pleasing
intelligenceof their appearing in very good healthand in as
tolerable spirits as could be expectedafter the melancholy scene
so lately gone through at Rosings. To Rosings he then hastened
to console Lady Catherine and her daughter; and on his return
brought backwith great satisfactiona message from her
ladyshipimporting that she felt herself so dull as to make her
very desirous of having them all to dine with her.

Elizabeth could not see Lady Catherine without recollecting that
had she chosen itshe might by this time have been presented to
her as her future niece; nor could she thinkwithout a smileof
what her ladyship's indignation would have been. "What would
she have said? how would she have behaved?" were questions
with which she amused herself.

Their first subject was the diminution of the Rosings party. "I
assure youI feel it exceedingly said Lady Catherine; I believe
no one feels the loss of friends so much as I do. But I am
particularly attached to these young menand know them to be
so much attached to me! They were excessively sorry to go!
But so they always are. The dear Colonel rallied his spirits
tolerably till just at last; but Darcy seemed to feel it most acutely
moreI thinkthan last year. His attachment to Rosings
certainly increases."

Mr. Collins had a complimentand an allusion to throw in here
which were kindly smiled on by the mother and daughter.

Lady Catherine observedafter dinnerthat Miss Bennet seemed
out of spirits. And immediately accounting for it by herselfby
supposing that she did not like to go home again so soonshe
added:

But if that is the case, you must write to your mother and beg
that you may stay a little longer. Mrs. Collins will be very glad
of your company, I am sure.

I am much obliged to your ladyship for your kind invitation,
replied Elizabethbut it is not in my power to accept it. I must
be in town next Saturday.


Why, at that rate, you will have been here only six weeks. I
expected you to stay two months. I told Mrs. Collins so before
you came. There can be no occasion for your going so soon.
Mrs. Bennet could certainly spare you for another fortnight.

But my father cannot. He wrote last week to hurry my return.

Oh! your father of course may spare you, if your mother can.
Daughters are never of so much consequence to a father. And if
you will stay another MONTH complete, it will be in my power
to take one of you as far as London, for I am going there early in
June, for a week; and as Dawson does not object to the
barouche-box, there will be very good room for one of you-and
indeed, if the weather should happen to be cool, I should not
object to taking you both, as you are neither of you large.

You are all kindness, madam; but I believe we must abide by
our original plan.

Lady Catherine seemed resigned. "Mrs. Collinsyou must send
a servant with them. You know I always speak my mindand I
cannot bear the idea of two young women travelling post by
themselves. It is highly improper. You must contrive to send
somebody. I have the greatest dislike in the world to that sort of
thing. Young women should always be properly guarded and
attendedaccording to their situation in life. When my niece
Georgiana went to Ramsgate last summerI made a point of her
having two men-servants go with her. Miss Darcythe daughter
of Mr. Darcyof Pemberleyand Lady Annecould not have
appeared with propriety in a different manner. I am excessively
attentive to all those things. You must send John with the young
ladiesMrs. Collins. I am glad it occurred to me to mention it;
for it would really be discreditable to YOU to let them go
alone."

My uncle is to send a servant for us.

Oh! Your uncle! He keeps a man-servant, does he? I am very
glad you have somebody who thinks of these things. Where
shall you change horses? Oh! Bromley, of course. If you
mention my name at the Bell, you will be attended to.

Lady Catherine had many other questions to ask respecting their
journeyand as she did not answer them all herselfattention was
necessarywhich Elizabeth believed to be lucky for her; orwith

a mind so occupiedshe might have forgotten where she was.

Reflection must be reserved for solitary hours; whenever she
was aloneshe gave way to it as the greatest relief; and not a day
went by without a solitary walkin which she might indulge in all
the delight of unpleasant recollections.

Mr. Darcy's letter she was in a fair way of soon knowing by
heart. She studied every sentence; and her feelings towards its
writer were at times widely different. When she remembered the
style of his addressshe was still full of indignation; but when she
considered how unjustly she had condemned and upbraided him
her anger was turned against herself; and his disappointed
feelings became the object of compassion. His attachment
excited gratitudehis general character respect; but she could


not approve him; nor could she for a moment repent her refusal
or feel the slightest inclination ever to see him again. In her
own past behaviourthere was a constant source of vexation
and regret; and in the unhappy defects of her familya constant
source of vexation and regret; and in the unhappy defects of her
familya subject of yet heavier chagrin. They were hopeless of
remedy. Her fathercontented with laughing at themwould
never exert himself to restrain the wild giddiness of his youngest
daughters; and her motherwith manners so far from right
herselfwas entirely insensible of the evil. Elizabeth had
frequently united with Jane in an endeavour to check the
imprudence of Catherine and Lydia; but while they were
supported by their mother's indulgencewhat chance could there
be of improvement? Catherineweak-spiritedirritableand
completely under Lydia's guidancehad been always affronted
by their advice; and Lydiaself-willed and carelesswould
scarcely give them a hearing. They were ignorantidleand vain.
While there was an officer in Merytonthey would flirt with him;
and while Meryton was within a walk of Longbournthey would
be going there forever.

Anxiety on Jane's behalf was another prevailing concern; and
Mr. Darcy's explanationby restoring Bingley to all her former
good opinionheightened the sense of what Jane had lost. His
affection was proved to have been sincereand his conduct
cleared of all blameunless any could attach to the implicitness
of his confidence in his friend. How grievous then was the
thought thatof a situation so desirable in every respectso
replete with advantageso promising for happinessJane had
been deprivedby the folly and indecorum of her own family!

Their engagements at Rosings were as frequent during the last
week of her stay as they had been at first. The very last evening
was spent there; and her ladyship again inquired minutely into
the particulars of their journeygave them directions as to the
best method of packingand was so urgent on the necessity of
placing gowns in the only right waythat Maria thought herself
obligedon her returnto undo all the work of the morningand
pack her trunk afresh.

When they partedLady Catherinewith great condescension
wished them a good journeyand invited them to come to
Hunsford again next year; and Miss de Bourgh exerted herself so
far as to curtsey and hold out her hand to both.

Chapter 38

On Saturday morning Elizabeth and Mr. Collins met for
breakfast a few minutes before the others appeared; and he took
the opportunity of paying the parting civilities which he deemed
indispensably necessary.

I know not, Miss Elizabeth,said hewhether Mrs. Collins has
yet expressed her sense of your kindness in coming to us; but I
am very certain you will not leave the house without receiving
her thanks for it. The favor of your company has been much
felt, I assure you. We know how little there is to tempt any one


to our humble abode. Our plain manner of living, our small
rooms and few domestics, and the little we see of the world,
must make Hunsford extremely dull to a young lady like
yourself; but I hope you will believe us grateful for the
condescension, and that we have done everything in our power
to prevent your spending your time unpleasantly.

Elizabeth was eager with her thanks and assurances of
happiness. She had spent six weeks with great enjoyment; and
the pleasure of being with Charlotteand the kind attentions she
had receivedmust make HER feel the obliged. Mr. Collins was
gratifiedand with a more smiling solemnity replied:

It gives me great pleasure to hear that you have passed your
time not disagreeably. We have certainly done our best; and
most fortunately having it in our power to introduce you to very
superior society, and, from our connection with Rosings, the

frequent means of varying the humble home scene, I think we
may flatter ourselves that your Hunsford visit cannot have been
entirely irksome. Our situation with regard to Lady Catherine's
family is indeed the sort of extraordinary advantage and blessing
which few can boast. You see on what a footing we are. You
see how continually we are engaged there. In truth I must
acknowledge that, with all the disadvantages of this humble
parsonage, I should not think anyone abiding in it an object of
compassion, while they are sharers of our intimacy at Rosings.

Words were insufficient for the elevation of his feelings; and he
was obliged to walk about the roomwhile Elizabeth tried to
unite civility and truth in a few short sentences.

You may, in fact, carry a very favourable report of us into
Hertfordshire, my dear cousin. I flatter myself at least that you
will be able to do so. Lady Catherine's great attentions to Mrs.
Collins you have been a daily witness of; and altogether I trust it
does not appear that your friend has drawn an unfortunate----
But on this point it will be as well to be silent. Only let me
assure you, my dear Miss Elizabeth, that I can from my heart
most cordially wish you equal felicity in marriage. My dear
Charlotte and I have but one mind and one way of thinking.
There is in everything a most remarkable resemblance of
character and ideas between us. We seem to have been designed
for each other.

Elizabeth could safely say that it was a great happiness where
that was the caseand with equal sincerity could addthat she
firmly believed and rejoiced in his domestic comforts. She was
not sorryhoweverto have the recital of them interrupted by the
lady from whom they sprang. Poor Charlotte! it was
melancholy to leave her to such society! But she had chosen it
with her eyes open; and though evidently regretting that her
visitors were to goshe did not seem to ask for compassion.
Her home and her housekeepingher parish and her poultryand
all their dependent concernshad not yet lost their charms.

At length the chaise arrivedthe trunks were fastened onthe
parcels placed withinand it was pronounced to be ready. After
an affectionate parting between the friendsElizabeth was
attended to the carriage by Mr. Collinsand as they walked
down the garden he was commissioning her with his best
respects to all her familynot forgetting his thanks for the
kindness he had received at Longbourn in the winterand his


compliments to Mr. and Mrs. Gardinerthough unknown. He
then handed her inMaria followedand the door was on the
point of being closedwhen he suddenly reminded themwith
some consternationthat they had hitherto forgotten to leave any
message for the ladies at Rosings.

But,he addedyou will of course wish to have your humble
respects delivered to them, with your grateful thanks for their
kindness to you while you have been here.

Elizabeth made no objection; the door was then allowed to be
shutand the carriage drove off.

Good gracious!cried Mariaafter a few minutes' silenceit
seems but a day or two since we first came! and yet how many
things have happened!

A great many indeed,said her companion with a sigh.

We have dined nine times at Rosings, besides drinking tea there
twice! How much I shall have to tell!

Elizabeth added privatelyAnd how much I shall have to
conceal!

Their journey was performed without much conversationor any
alarm; and within four hours of their leaving Hunsford they
reached Mr. Gardiner's housewhere they were to remain a few
days.

Jane looked welland Elizabeth had little opportunity of
studying her spiritsamidst the various engagements which the
kindness of her aunt had reserved for them. But Jane was to go
home with herand at Longbourn there would be leisure enough
for observation.

It was not without an effortmeanwhilethat she could wait
even for Longbournbefore she told her sister of Mr. Darcy's
proposals. To know that she had the power of revealing what
would so exceedingly astonish Janeand mustat the same time
so highly gratify whatever of her own vanity she had not yet
been able to reason awaywas such a temptation to openness as
nothing could have conquered but the state of indecision in
which she remained as to the extent of what she should
communicate; and her fearif she once entered on the subjectof

being hurried into repeating something of Bingley which might
only grieve her sister further.

Chapter 39

It was the second week in Mayin which the three young ladies
set out together from Gracechurch Street for the town of ----in
Hertfordshire; andas they drew near the appointed inn where
Mr. Bennet's carriage was to meet themthey quickly perceived
in token of the coachman's punctualityboth Kitty and Lydia
looking out of a dining-room upstairs. These two girls had been


above an hour in the placehappily employed in visiting an
opposite millinerwatching the sentinel on guardand dressing a
salad and cucumber.

After welcoming their sistersthey triumphantly displayed a table
set out with such cold meat as an inn larder usually affords
exclaimingIs not this nice? Is not this an agreeable surprise?

And we mean to treat you all,added Lydiabut you must
lend us the money, for we have just spent ours at the shop out
there.Thenshowing her purchases-- "Look hereI have
bought this bonnet. I do not think it is very pretty; but I thought
I might as well buy it as not. I shall pull it to pieces as soon as I
get homeand see if I can not make it up any better."

And when her sisters abused it as uglyshe addedwith perfect
unconcernOh! but there were two or three much uglier in the
shop; and when I have bought some prettier-coloured satin to
trim it with fresh, I think it will be very tolerable. Besides, it will
not much signify what one wears this summer, after the ----shire
have left Meryton, and they are going in a fortnight.

Are they indeed!cried Elizabethwith the greatest satisfaction.

They are going to be encamped near Brighton; and I do so
want papa to take us all there for the summer! It would be such
a delicious scheme; and I dare say would hardly cost anything at
all. Mamma would like to go too of all things! Only think what
a miserable summer else we shall have!

Yes,thought ElizabethTHAT would be a delightful scheme
indeed, and completely do for us at once. Good Heaven!
Brighton, and a whole campful of soldiers, to us, who have been

overset already by one poor regiment of militia, and the monthly
balls of Meryton!

Now I have got some news for you,said Lydiaas they sat
down at table. "What do you think? It is excellent news-capital
news-- and about a certain person we all like!"

Jane and Elizabeth looked at each otherand the waiter was told
he need not stay. Lydia laughedand said:

Aye, that is just like your formality and discretion. You
thought the waiter must not hear, as if he cared! I dare say he
often hears worse things said than I am going to say. But he is
an ugly fellow! I am glad he is gone. I never saw such a long
chin in my life. Well, but now for my news; it is about dear
Wickham; too good for the waiter, is it not? There is no danger
of Wickham's marrying Mary King. There's for you! She is
gone down to her uncle at Liverpool: gone to stay. Wickham is
safe.

And Mary King is safe!added Elizabeth; "safe from a
connection imprudent as to fortune."

She is a great fool for going away, if she liked him.

But I hope there is no strong attachment on either side,said
Jane.

I am sure there is not on HIS. I will answer for it, he never
cared three straws about her-- who could about such a nasty


little freckled thing?

Elizabeth was shocked to think thathowever incapable of such
coarseness of EXPRESSION herselfthe coarseness of the
SENTIMENT was little other than her own breast had
harboured and fancied liberal!

As soon as all had ateand the elder ones paidthe carriage was
ordered; and after some contrivancethe whole partywith all
their boxeswork-bagsand parcelsand the unwelcome addition
of Kitty's and Lydia's purchaseswere seated in it.

How nicely we are all crammed in,cried Lydia. "I am glad I
bought my bonnetif it is only for the fun of having another
bandbox! Wellnow let us be quite comfortable and snugand

talk and laugh all the way home. And in the first placelet us
hear what has happened to you all since you went away. Have
you seen any pleasant men? Have you had any flirting? I was in
great hopes that one of you would have got a husband before
you came back. Jane will be quite an old maid soonI declare.
She is almost three-and-twenty! My aunt Phillips wants you so
to get husbandsyou can't think. She says Lizzy had better have
taken Mr. Collins; but I do not think there would have been
any fun in it. Lord! how I should like to be married before any
of you! and then I would chaperon you about to all the balls.
Dear me! we had such a good piece of fun the other day at
Colonel Forster's. Kitty and me were to spend the day there
and Mrs. Forster promised to have a little dance in the evening;
(by the byeMrs. Forster and me are SUCH friends!) and so she
asked the two Harringtons to comebut Harriet was illand so
Pen was forced to come by herself; and thenwhat do you think
we did? We dressed up Chamberlayne in woman's clothes on
purpose to pass for a ladyonly think what fun! Not a soul
knew of itbut Colonel and Mrs. Forsterand Kitty and me
except my auntfor we were forced to borrow one of her
gowns; and you cannot imagine how well he looked! When
Dennyand Wickhamand Prattand two or three more of the
men came inthey did not know him in the least. Lord! how I
laughed! and so did Mrs. Forster. I thought I should have died.
And THAT made the men suspect somethingand then they
soon found out what was the matter."

With such kinds of histories of their parties and good jokesdid
Lydiaassisted by Kitty's hints and additionsendeavour to
amuse her companions all the way to Longbourn. Elizabeth
listened as little as she couldbut there was no escaping the
frequent mention of Wickham's name.

Their reception at home was most kind. Mrs. Bennet rejoiced to
see Jane in undiminished beauty; and more than once during
dinner did Mr. Bennet say voluntarily to Elizabeth:

I am glad you are come back, Lizzy.

Their party in the dining-room was largefor almost all the
Lucases came to meet Maria and hear the news; and various
were the subjects that occupied them: Lady Lucas was inquiring
of Mariaafter the welfare and poultry of her eldest daughter;
Mrs. Bennet was doubly engagedon one hand collecting an
account of the present fashions from Janewho sat some way

below herandon the otherretailing them all to the younger
Lucases; and Lydiain a voice rather louder than any other


person'swas enumerating the various pleasures of the morning
to anybody who would hear her.

Oh! Mary,said sheI wish you had gone with us, for we had
such fun! As we went along, Kitty and I drew up the blinds, and
pretended there was nobody in the coach; and I should have
gone so all the way, if Kitty had not been sick; and when we got
to the George, I do think we behaved very handsomely, for we
treated the other three with the nicest cold luncheon in the
world, and if you would have gone, we would have treated you
too. And then when we came away it was such fun! I thought
we never should have got into the coach. I was ready to die of
laughter. And then we were so merry all the way home! we
talked and laughed so loud, that anybody might have heard us
ten miles off!

To this Mary very gravely repliedFar be it from me, my dear
sister, to depreciate such pleasures! They would doubtless be
congenial with the generality of female minds. But I confess
they would have no charms for ME-- I should infinitely prefer a
book.

But of this answer Lydia heard not a word. She seldom listened
to anybody for more than half a minuteand never attended to
Mary at all.

In the afternoon Lydia was urgent with the rest of the girls to
walk to Merytonand to see how everybody went on; but
Elizabeth steadily opposed the scheme. It should not be said
that the Miss Bennets could not be at home half a day before
they were in pursuit of the officers. There was another reason
too for her opposition. She dreaded seeing Mr. Wickham again
and was resolved to avoid it as long as possible. The comfort to
HER of the regiment's approaching removal was indeed beyond
expression. In a fortnight they were to go-- and once goneshe
hoped there could be nothing more to plague her on his account.

She had not been many hours at home before she found that the
Brighton schemeof which Lydia had given them a hint at the
innwas under frequent discussion between her parents.
Elizabeth saw directly that her father had not the smallest
intention of yielding; but his answers were at the same time so
vague and equivocalthat her motherthough often

disheartenedhad never yet despaired of succeeding at last.

Chapter 40

Elizabeth's impatience to acquaint Jane with what had happened
could no longer be overcome; and at lengthresolving to
suppress every particular in which her sister was concernedand
preparing her to be surprisedshe related to her the next
morning the chief of the scene between Mr. Darcy and herself.

Miss Bennet's astonishment was soon lessened by the strong
sisterly partiality which made any admiration of Elizabeth appear
perfectly natural; and all surprise was shortly lost in other


feelings. She was sorry that Mr. Darcy should have delivered his
sentiments in a manner so little suited to recommend them; but
still more was she grieved for the unhappiness which her sister's
refusal must have given him.


His being so sure of succeeding was wrong,said sheand
certainly ought not to have appeared; but consider how much it
must increase his disappointment!


Indeed,replied ElizabethI am heartily sorry for him; but he
has other feelings, which will probably soon drive away his
regard for me. You do not blame me, however, for refusing
him?


Blame you! Oh, no.


But you blame me for having spoken so warmly of Wickham?


No-- I do not know that you were wrong in saying what you
did.


But you WILL know it, when I tell you what happened the very
next day.


She then spoke of the letterrepeating the whole of its contents
as far as they concerned George Wickham. What a stroke was
this for poor Jane! who would willingly have gone through the
world without believing that so much wickedness existed in the
whole race of mankindas was here collected in one individual.
Nor was Darcy's vindicationthough grateful to her feelings


capable of consoling her for such discovery. Most earnestly did
she labour to prove the probability of errorand seek to clear the
one without involving the other.


This will not do,said Elizabeth; "you never will be able to
make both of them good for anything. Take your choicebut
you must be satisfied with only one. There is but such a quantity
of merit between them; just enough to make one good sort of
man; and of late it has been shifting about pretty much. For my
partI am inclined to believe it all Darcy's; but you shall do as
you choose."


It was some timehoweverbefore a smile could be extorted
from Jane.


I do not know when I have been more shocked,said she.
Wickham so very bad! It is almost past belief. And poor Mr.
Darcy! Dear Lizzy, only consider what he must have suffered.
Such a disappointment! and with the knowledge of your ill
opinion, too! and having to relate such a thing of his sister! It is
really too distressing. I am sure you must feel it so.


Oh! no, my regret and compassion are all done away by seeing
you so full of both. I know you will do him such ample justice,
that I am growing every moment more unconcerned and
indifferent. Your profusion makes me saving; and if you lament
over him much longer, my heart will be as light as a feather.


Poor Wickham! there is such an expression of goodness in his
countenance! such an openness and gentleness in his manner!


There certainly was some great mismanagement in the
education of those two young men. One has got all the



goodness, and the other all the appearance of it.

I never thought Mr. Darcy so deficient in the APPEARANCE
of it as you used to do.

And yet I meant to be uncommonly clever in taking so decided
a dislike to him, without any reason. It is such a spur to one's
genius, such an opening for wit, to have a dislike of that kind.
One may be continually abusive without saying anything just; but
one cannot always be laughing at a man without now and then
stumbling on something witty.

Lizzy, when you first read that letter, I am sure you could not
treat the matter as you do now.

Indeed, I could not. I was uncomfortable enough, I may say
unhappy. And with no one to speak to about what I felt, no
Jane to comfort me and say that I had not been so very weak and
vain and nonsensical as I knew I had! Oh! how I wanted you!

How unfortunate that you should have used such very strong
expressions in speaking of Wickham to Mr. Darcy, for now they
DO appear wholly undeserved.

Certainly. But the misfortune of speaking with bitterness is a
most natural consequence of the prejudices I had been
encouraging. There is one point on which I want your advice. I
want to be told whether I ought, or ought not, to make our
acquaintances in general understand Wickham's character.

Miss Bennet paused a littleand then repliedSurely there can
be no occasion for exposing him so dreadfully. What is your
opinion?

That it ought not to be attempted. Mr. Darcy has not
authorised me to make his communication public. On the
contrary, every particular relative to his sister was meant to be
kept as much as possible to myself; and if I endeavour to
undeceive people as to the rest of his conduct, who will believe
me? The general prejudice against Mr. Darcy is so violent, that
it would be the death of half the good people in Meryton to
attempt to place him in an amiable light. I am not equal to it.
Wickham will soon be gone; and therefore it will not signify to
anyone here what he really is. Some time hence it will be all
found out, and then we may laugh at their stupidity in not
knowing it before. At present I will say nothing about it.

You are quite right. To have his errors made public might ruin
him for ever. He is now, perhaps, sorry for what he has done,
and anxious to re-establish a character. We must not make him
desperate.

The tumult of Elizabeth's mind was allayed by this conversation.
She had got rid of two of the secrets which had weighed on her
for a fortnightand was certain of a willing listener in Jane
whenever she might wish to talk again of either. But there was
still something lurking behindof which prudence forbade the

disclosure. She dared not relate the other half of Mr. Darcy's
letternor explain to her sister how sincerely she had been
valued by her friend. Here was knowledge in which no one
could partake; and she was sensible that nothing less than a
perfect understanding between the parties could justify her in
throwing off this last encumbrance of mystery. "And then said


she, if that very improbable event should ever take placeI shall
merely be able to tell what Bingley may tell in a much more
agreeable manner himself. The liberty of communication cannot
be mine till it has lost all its value!"

She was nowon being settled at homeat leisure to observe the
real state of her sister's spirits. Jane was not happy. She still
cherished a very tender affection for Bingley. Having never even
fancied herself in love beforeher regard had all the warmth of
first attachmentandfrom her age and dispositiongreater
steadiness than most first attachments often boast; and so
fervently did she value his remembranceand prefer him to every
other manthat all her good senseand all her attention to the
feelings of her friendswere requisite to check the indulgence of
those regrets which must have been injurious to her own health
and their tranquillity.

Well, Lizzy,said Mrs. Bennet one daywhat is your opinion
NOW of this sad business of Jane's? For my part, I am
determined never to speak of it again to anybody. I told my
sister Phillips so the other day. But I cannot find out that Jane
saw anything of him in London. Well, he is a very undeserving
young man-- and I do not suppose there's the least chance in the
world of her ever getting him now. There is no talk of his
coming to Netherfield again in the summer; and I have inquired
of everybody, too, who is likely to know.

I do not believe he will ever live at Netherfield any more.

Oh well! it is just as he chooses. Nobody wants him to come.
Though I shall always say he used my daughter extremely ill; and
if I was her, I would not have put up with it. Well, my comfort
is, I am sure Jane will die of a broken heart; and then he will be
sorry for what he has done.

But as Elizabeth could not receive comfort from any such
expectationshe made no answer.

Well, Lizzy,continued her mothersoon afterwardsand so

the Collinses live very comfortable, do they? Well, well, I only
hope it will last. And what sort of table do they keep? Charlotte
is an excellent manager, I dare say. If she is half as sharp as her
mother, she is saving enough. There is nothing extravagant in
THEIR housekeeping, I dare say.

No, nothing at all.

A great deal of good management, depend upon it. Yes, yes.
THEY will take care not to outrun their income. THEY will
never be distressed for money. Well, much good may it do
them! And so, I suppose, they often talk of having Longbourn
when your father is dead. They look upon it as quite their own,
I dare say, whenever that happens.

It was a subject which they could not mention before me.

No; it would have been strange if they had; but I make no
doubt they often talk of it between themselves. Well, if they can
be easy with an estate that is not lawfully their own, so much the
better. I should be ashamed of having one that was only
entailed on me.


Chapter 41

The first week of their return was soon gone. The second began.
It was the last of the regiment's stay in Merytonand all the
young ladies in the neighbourhood were drooping apace. The
dejection was almost universal. The elder Miss Bennets alone
were still able to eatdrinkand sleepand pursue the usual
course of their employments. Very frequently were they
reproached for this insensibility by Kitty and Lydiawhose own
misery was extremeand who could not comprehend such
hard-heartedness in any of the family.

Good Heaven! what is to become of us? What are we to do?
would they often exclaiming the bitterness of woe. "How can
you be smiling soLizzy?"

Their affectionate mother shared all their grief; she remembered
what she had herself endured on a similar occasionfive-and-twenty
years ago.

I am sure,said sheI cried for two days together when
Colonel Miller's regiment went away. I thought I should have
broken my heart.

I am sure I shall break MINE,said Lydia.

If one could but go to Brighton!observed Mrs. Bennet.

Oh, yes!-- if one could but go to Brighton! But papa is so
disagreeable.

A little sea-bathing would set me up forever.

And my aunt Phillips is sure it would do ME a great deal of
good,added Kitty.

Such were the kind of lamentations resounding perpetually
through Longbourn House. Elizabeth tried to be diverted by
them; but all sense of pleasure was lost in shame. She felt anew
the justice of Mr. Darcy's objections; and never had she been so
much disposed to pardon his interference in the views of his
friend.

But the gloom of Lydia's prospect was shortly cleared away; for
she received an invitation from Mrs. Forsterthe wife of the
colonel of the regimentto accompany her to Brighton. This
invaluable friend was a very young womanand very lately
married. A resemblance in good humour and good spirits had
recommended her and Lydia to each otherand out of their
THREE months' acquaintance they had been intimate TWO.

The rapture of Lydia on this occasionher adoration of Mrs.
Forsterthe delight of Mrs. Bennetand the mortification of
Kittyare scarcely to be described. Wholly inattentive to her
sister's feelingsLydia flew about the house in restless ecstasy
calling for every one's congratulationsand laughing and talking
with more violence than ever; whilst the luckless Kitty continued


in the parlour repined at her fate in terms as unreasonable as her
accent was peevish.

I cannot see why Mrs. Forster should not ask ME as well as
Lydia,said sheThough I am NOT her particular friend. I
have just as much right to be asked as she has, and more too, for
I am two years older.

In vain did Elizabeth attempt to make her reasonableand Jane
to make her resigned. As for Elizabeth herselfthis invitation
was so far from exciting in her the same feelings as in her mother
and Lydiathat she considered it as the death warrant of all
possibility of common sense for the latter; and detestable as such
a step must make her were it knownshe could not help secretly
advising her father not to let her go. She represented to him all
the improprieties of Lydia's general behaviourthe little
advantage she could derive from the friendship of such a woman
as Mrs. Forsterand the probability of her being yet more
imprudent with such a companion at Brightonwhere the
temptations must be greater than at home. He heard her
attentivelyand then said:

Lydia will never be easy until she has exposed herself in some
public place or other, and we can never expect her to do it with
so little expense or inconvenience to her family as under the
present circumstances.

If you were aware,said Elizabethof the very great
disadvantage to us all which must arise from the public notice of
Lydia's unguarded and imprudent manner-- nay, which has
already arisen from it, I am sure you would judge differently in
the affair.

Already arisen?repeated Mr. Bennet. "Whathas she
frightened away some of your lovers? Poor little Lizzy! But do
not be cast down. Such squeamish youths as cannot bear to be
connected with a little absurdity are not worth a regret. Come
let me see the list of pitiful fellows who have been kept aloof by
Lydia's folly."

Indeed you are mistaken. I have no such injuries to resent. It is
not of particular, but of general evils, which I am now
complaining. Our importance, our respectability in the world
must be affected by the wild volatility, the assurance and disdain
of all restraint which mark Lydia's character. Excuse me, for I
must speak plainly. If you, my dear father, will not take the
trouble of checking her exuberant spirits, and of teaching her
that her present pursuits are not to be the business of her life, she
will soon be beyond the reach of amendment. Her character will
be fixed, and she will, at sixteen, be the most determined flirt
that ever made herself or her family ridiculous; a flirt, too, in the
worst and meanest degree of flirtation; without any attraction
beyond youth and a tolerable person; and, from the ignorance

and emptiness of her mind, wholly unable to ward off any
portion of that universal contempt which her rage for admiration
will excite. In this danger Kitty also is comprehended. She will
follow wherever Lydia leads. Vain, ignorant, idle, and
absolutely uncontrolled! Oh! my dear father, can you suppose it
possible that they will not be censured and despised wherever
they are known, and that their sisters will not be often involved
in the disgrace?


Mr. Bennet saw that her whole heart was in the subjectand
affectionately taking her hand said in reply:

Do not make yourself uneasy, my love. Wherever you and Jane
are known you must be respected and valued; and you will not
appear to less advantage for having a couple of-- or I may say,
three-- very silly sisters. We shall have no peace at Longbourn if
Lydia does not go to Brighton. Let her go, then. Colonel
Forster is a sensible man, and will keep her out of any real
mischief; and she is luckily too poor to be an object of prey to
anybody. At Brighton she will be of less importance even as a
common flirt than she has been here. The officers will find
women better worth their notice. Let us hope, therefore, that
her being there may teach her her own insignificance. At any
rate, she cannot grow many degrees worse, without authorising
us to lock her up for the rest of her life.

With this answer Elizabeth was forced to be content; but her
own opinion continued the sameand she left him disappointed
and sorry. It was not in her naturehoweverto increase her
vexations by dwelling on them. She was confident of having
performed her dutyand to fret over unavoidable evilsor
augment them by anxietywas no part of her disposition.

Had Lydia and her mother known the substance of her
conference with her fathertheir indignation would hardly have
found expression in their united volubility. In Lydia's
imaginationa visit to Brighton comprised ever possibility of
earthly happiness. She sawwith the creative eye of fancythe
streets of that gay bathing-place covered with officers. She saw
herself the object to tens and to scores of them at present
unknown. She saw all the glories of the camp-- its tents
stretched forth in beauteous uniformity of linescrowded with
the young and the gayand dazzling with scarlet; andto
complete the viewshe saw herself seated beneath a tent
tenderly flirting with at least six officers at once.

Had she known her sister sought to tear her from such prospects
and such realities as thesewhat would have been her
sensations? They could have been understood only by her
motherwho might have felt nearly the same. Lydia's going to
Brighton was all that consoled her for her melancholy conviction
of her husband's never intending to go there himself.

But they were entirely ignorant of what had passed; and their
raptures continuedwith little intermissionto the very day of
Lydia's leaving home.

Elizabeth was now to see Mr. Wickham for the last time.
Having been frequently in company with him since her return
agitation was pretty well over; the agitations of formal partiality
entirely so. She had even learnt to detectin the very gentleness
which had first delighted heran affectation and a sameness to
disgust and weary. In his present behaviour to herself
moreovershe had a fresh source of displeasurefor the
inclination he soon testified of renewing those intentions which
had marked the early part of their acquaintance could only serve
after what had since passedto provoke her. She lost all concern
for him in finding herself thus selected as the object of such idle
and frivolous gallantry; and while she steadily repressed itcould
not but feel the reproof contained in his believingthat however
longand for whatever causehis attentions had been withdrawn
her vanity would be gratifiedand her preference secured at any
time by their renewal.


On the very last day of the regiment's remaining at Merytonhe
dinedwith other of the officersat Longbourn; and so little was
Elizabeth disposed to part from him in good humourthat on his
making some inquiry as to the manner in which her time had
passed at Hunsfordshe mentioned Colonel Fitzwilliam's and
Mr. Darcy's having both spent three weeks at Rosingsand
asked himif he was acquainted with the former.

He looked surprised displeasedalarmed; but with a moment's
recollection and a returning smilerepliedthat he had formerly
seen him often; andafter observing that he was a very
gentlemanlike manasked her how she had liked him. Her
answer was warmly in his favour. With an air of indifference he
soon afterwards added:

How long did you say he was at Rosings?

Nearly three weeks.

And you saw him frequently?

Yes, almost every day.

His manners are very different from his cousin's.

Yes, very different. But I think Mr. Darcy improves upon
acquaintance.

Indeed!cried Mr. Wickham with a look which did not escape
her. "And praymay I ask?-- " But checking himselfhe added
in a gayer toneIs it in address that he improves? Has he
deigned to add aught of civility to his ordinary style?-- for I dare
not hope,he continued in a lower and more serious tonethat
he is improved in essentials.

Oh, no!said Elizabeth. "In essentialsI believehe is very
much what he ever was."

While she spokeWickham looked as if scarcely knowing
whether to rejoice over her wordsor to distrust their meaning.
There was a something in her countenance which made him
listen with an apprehensive and anxious attentionwhile she
added:

When I said that he improved on acquaintance, I did not mean
that his mind or his manners were in a state of improvement, but
that, from knowing him better, his disposition was better
understood.

Wickham's alarm now appeared in a heightened complexion and
agitated look; for a few minuted he was silenttillshaking off
his embarrassmenthe turned to her againand said in the
gentlest of accents:

You, who so well know my feeling towards Mr. Darcy, will
readily comprehend how sincerely I must rejoice that he is wise
enough to assume even the APPEARANCE of what is right.
His pride, in that direction, may be of service, if not to himself,
to many others, for it must only deter him from such foul
misconduct as I have suffered by. I only fear that the sort of
cautiousness to which you, I imagine, have been alluding, is
merely adopted on his visits to his aunt, of whose good opinion


and judgement he stands much in awe. His fear of her has
always operated, I know, when they were together; and a good
deal is to be imputed to his wish of forwarding the match with
Miss de Bourgh, which I am certain he has very much at heart.

Elizabeth could not repress a smile at thisbut she answered only
by a slight inclination of the head. She saw that he wanted to
engage her on the old subject of his grievancesand she was in
no humour to indulge him. The rest of the evening passed with
the APPEARANCEon his sideof usual cheerfulnessbut with
no further attempt to distinguish Elizabeth; and they parted at
last with mutual civilityand possibly a mutual desire of never
meeting again.

When the party broke upLydia returned with Mrs. Forster to
Merytonfrom whence they were to set out early the next
morning. The separation between her and her family was rather
noisy than pathetic. Kitty was the only one who shed tears; but
she did weep from vexation and envy. Mrs. Bennet was diffuse
in her good wishes for the felicity of her daughterand
impressive in her injunctions that she should not miss the
opportunity of enjoying herself as much as possible-- advice
which there was every reason to believe would be well attended
to; and in the clamorous happiness of Lydia herself in bidding
farewellthe more gentle adieux of her sisters were uttered
without being heard.

Chapter 42

Had Elizabeth's opinion been all drawn from her own familyshe
could not have formed a very pleasing opinion of conjugal
felicity or domestic comfort. Her fathercaptivated by youth
and beautyand that appearance of good humour which youth
and beauty generally givehad married a woman whose weak
understanding and illiberal mind had very early in their marriage
put and end to all real affection for her. Respectesteemand
confidence had vanished for ever; and all his views of domestic
happiness were overthrown. But Mr. Bennet was not of a
disposition to seek comfort for the disappointment which his
own imprudence had brought onin any of those pleasures which
too often console the unfortunate for their folly of their vice. He
was fond of the country and of books; and from these tastes had
arisen his principal enjoyments. To his wife he was very little

otherwise indebtedthan as her ignorance and folly had
contributed to his amusement. This is not the sort of happiness
which a man would in general wish to owe to his wife; but
where other powers of entertainment are wantingthe true
philosopher will derive benefit from such as are given.

Elizabethhoweverhad never been blind to the impropriety of
her father's behaviour as a husband. She had always seen it with
pain; but respecting his abilitiesand grateful for his affectionate
treatment of herselfshe endeavoured to forget what she could
not overlookand to banish from her thoughts that continual
breach of conjugal obligation and decorum whichin exposing


his wife to the contempt of her own childrenwas so highly
reprehensible. But she had never felt so strongly as now the
disadvantages which must attend the children of so unsuitable a
marriagenor ever been so fully aware of the evils arising from
so ill-judged a direction of talents; talentswhichrightly used
might at least have preserved the respectability of his daughters
even if incapable of enlarging the mind of his wife.

When Elizabeth had rejoiced over Wickham's departure she
found little other cause for satisfaction in the loss of the
regiment. Their parties abroad were less varied than beforeand
at home she had a mother and sister whose constant repinings at
the dullness of everything around them threw a real gloom over
their domestic circle; andthough Kitty might in time regain her
natural degree of sensesince the disturbers of her brain were
removedher other sisterfrom whose disposition greater evil
might be apprehendedwas likely to be hardened in all her folly
and assurance by a situation of such double danger as a
watering-place and a camp. Upon the wholethereforeshe
foundwhat has been sometimes been found beforethat an
event to which she had been looking with impatient desire did
notin taking placebring all the satisfaction she had promised
herself. It was consequently necessary to name some other
period for the commencement of actual felicity-- to have some
other point on which her wishes and hopes might be fixedand
by again enjoying the pleasure of anticipationconsole herself for
the presentand prepare for another disappointment. Her tour
to the Lakes was now the object of her happiest thoughts; it was
her best consolation for all the uncomfortable hours which the
discontentedness of her mother and Kitty made inevitable; and
could she have included Jane in the schemeevery part of it
would have been perfect.

But it is fortunate,thought shethat I have something to wish
for. Were the whole arrangement complete, my disappointment
would be certain. But here, by carrying with me one ceaseless
source of regret in my sister's absence, I may reasonably hope to
have all my expectations of pleasure realised. A scheme of
which every part promises delight can never be successful; and
general disappointment is only warded off by the defence of
some little peculiar vexation.

When Lydia went away she promised to write very often and
very minutely to her mother and Kitty; but her letters were
always long expectedand always very short. Those to her
mother contained little else than that they were just returned
from the librarywhere such and such officers had attended
themand where she had seen such beautiful ornaments as made
her quite wild; that she had a new gownor a new parasolwhich
she would have described more fullybut was obliged to leave
off in a violent hurryas Mrs. Forster called herand they were
going off to the camp; and from her correspondence with her
sisterthere was still less to be learnt-- for her letters to Kitty
though rather longerwere much too full of lines under the
words to be made public.

After the first fortnight or three weeks of her absencehealth
good humourand cheerfulness began to reappear at Longbourn.
Everything wore a happier aspect. The families who had been in
town for the winter came back againand summer finery and
summer engagements arose. Mrs. Bennet was restored to her
usual querulous serenity; andby the middle of JuneKitty was
so much recovered as to be able to enter Meryton without tears;


an event of such happy promise as to make Elizabeth hope that
by the following Christmas she might be so tolerably reasonable
as not to mention an officer above once a dayunlessby some
cruel and malicious arrangement at the War Officeanother
regiment should be quartered in Meryton.

The time fixed for the beginning of their northern tour was now
fast approachingand a fortnight only was wanting of itwhen a
letter arrived from Mrs. Gardinerwhich at once delayed its
commencement and curtailed its extent. Mr. Gardiner would be
prevented by business from setting out till a fortnight later in
Julyand must be in London again within a monthand as that
left too short a period for them to go so farand see so much
as they had proposedor at least to see it with the leisure and
comfort they had built onthey were obliged to give up the

Lakesand substitute a more contracted tourandaccording to
the present planwere to go no farther northwards than
Derbyshire. In that county there was enough to be seen to
occupy the chief of their three weeks; and to Mrs. Gardiner it
had a peculiarly strong attraction. The town where she had
formerly passed some years of her lifeand where they were now
to spend a few dayswas probably as great an object of her
curiosity as all the celebrated beauties of MatlockChatsworth
Dovedaleor the Peak.

Elizabeth was excessively disappointed; she had set her heart on
seeing the Lakesand still thought there might have been time
enough. But it was her business to be satisfied-- and certainly
her temper to be happy; and all was soon right again.

With the mention of Derbyshire there were many ideas
connected. It was impossible for her to see the word without
thinking of Pemberley and its owner. "But surely said she, I
may enter his county without impunityand rob it of a few
petrified spars without his perceiving me."

The period of expectation was now doubled. Four weeks were
to pass away before her uncle and aunt's arrival. But they did
pass awayand Mr. and Mrs. Gardinerwith their four children
did at length appear at Longbourn. The childrentwo girls of six
and eight years oldand two younger boyswere to be left under
the particular care of their cousin Janewho was the general
favouriteand whose steady sense and sweetness of temper
exactly adapted her for attending to them in every way-teaching
themplaying with themand loving them.

The Gardiners stayed only one night at Longbournand set off
the next morning with Elizabeth in pursuit of novelty and
amusement. One enjoyment was certain-- that of suitableness of
companions; a suitableness which comprehended health and
temper to bear inconveniences-- cheerfulness to enhance every
pleasure-- and affection and intelligencewhich might supply it
among themselves if there were disappointments abroad.

It is not the object of this work to give a description of
Derbyshirenor of any of the remarkable places through which
their route thither lay; OxfordBlenheimWarwickKenilworth
Birmingham&c.are sufficiently known. A small part of
Derbyshire is all the present concern. To the little town of
Lambtonthe scene of Mrs. Gardiner's former residenceand

where she had lately learned some acquaintance still remained
they bent their stepsafter having seen all the principal wonders


of the country; and within five miles of LambtonElizabeth
found from her aunt that Pemberley was situated. It was not in
their direct roadnor more than a mile or two out of it. In
talking over their route the evening beforeMrs. Gardiner
expressed an inclination to see the place again. Mr. Gardiner
declared his willingnessand Elizabeth was applied to for her
approbation.

My love, should not you like to see a place of which you have
heard so much?said her aunt; "a placetoowith which so
many of your acquaintances are connected. Wickham passed all
his youth thereyou know."

Elizabeth was distressed. She felt that she had no business at
Pemberleyand was obliged to assume a disinclination for seeing
it. She must own that she was tired of seeing great houses; after
going over so manyshe really had no pleasure in fine carpets or
satin curtains.

Mrs. Gardiner abused her stupidity. If it were merely a fine
house richly furnished said she, I should not care about it
myself; but the grounds are delightful. They have some of the
finest woods in the country."

Elizabeth said no more-- but her mind could not acquiesce. The
possibility of meeting Mr. Darcywhile viewing the place
instantly occurred. It would be dreadful! She blushed at the
very ideaand thought it would be better to speak openly to her
aunt than to run such a risk. But against this there were
objections; and she finally resolved that it could be the last
resourceif her private inquiries to the absence of the family
were unfavourably answered.

Accordinglywhen she retired at nightshe asked the
chambermaid whether Pemberley were not a very fine place?
what was the name of its proprietor? andwith no little alarm
whether the family were down for the summer? A most
welcome negative followed the last question-- and her alarms
now being removedshe was at leisure to feel a great deal of
curiosity to see the house herself; and when the subject was
revived the next morningand she was again applied tocould
readily answerand with a proper air of indifferencethat she had
not really any dislike to the scheme. To Pemberleytherefore
they were to go.

Chapter 43

Elizabethas they drove alongwatched for the first appearance
of Pemberley Woods with some perturbation; and when at
length they turned in at the lodgeher spirits were in a high
flutter.

The park was very largeand contained great variety of ground.
They entered it in one of its lowest pointsand drove for some
time through a beautiful wood stretching over a wide extent.

Elizabeth's mind was too full for conversationbut she saw and


admired every remarkable spot and point of view. They
gradually ascended for half-a-mileand then found themselves
at the top of a considerable eminencewhere the wood ceased
and the eye was instantly caught by Pemberley Housesituated
on the opposite side of a valleyinto which the road with some
abruptness wound. It was a largehandsome stone building
standing well on rising groundand backed by a ridge of high
woody hills; and in fronta stream of some natural importance
was swelled into greaterbut without any artificial appearance.
Its banks were neither formal nor falsely adorned. Elizabeth
was delighted. She had never seen a place for which nature had
done moreor where natural beauty had been so little
counteracted by an awkward taste. They were all of them warm
in their admiration; and at that moment she felt that to be
mistress of Pemberley might be something!

They descended the hillcrossed the bridgeand drove to the
door; andwhile examining the nearer aspect of the houseall
her apprehension of meeting its owner returned. She dreaded
lest the chambermaid had been mistaken. On applying to see
the placethey were admitted into the hall; and Elizabethas
they waited for the housekeeperhad leisure to wonder at her
being where she was.

The housekeeper came; a respectable-looking elderly woman
much less fineand more civilthan she had any notion of
finding her. They followed her into the dining-parlour. It was
a largewell proportioned roomhandsomely fitted up.
Elizabethafter slightly surveying itwent to a window to enjoy
its prospect. The hillcrowned with woodwhich they had
descendedreceiving increased abruptness from the distance
was a beautiful object. Every disposition of the ground was
good; and she looked on the whole scenethe riverthe trees
scattered on its banks and the winding of the valleyas far as
she could trace itwith delight. As they passed into other
rooms these objects were taking different positions; but from
every window there were beauties to be seen. The rooms were
lofty and handsomeand their furniture suitable to the fortune
of its proprietor; but Elizabeth sawwith admiration of his taste
that it was neither gaudy nor uselessly fine; with less of
splendourand more real elegancethan the furniture of Rosings.

And of this place,thought sheI might have been mistress!
With these rooms I might now have been familiarly acquainted!
Instead of viewing them as a stranger, I might have rejoiced in
them as my own, and welcomed to them as visitors my uncle
and aunt. But no,recollecting herself-- "that could never be;
my uncle and aunt would have been lost to me; I should not
have been allowed to invite them."

This was a lucky recollection-- it saved her from something
very like regret.

She longed to inquire of the housekeeper whether her master
was really absentbut had not the courage for it. At length
howeverthe question was asked by her uncle; and she turned
away with alarmwhile Mrs. Reynolds replied that he was
addingBut we expect him to-morrow, with a large party of
friends.How rejoiced was Elizabeth that their own journey
had not by any circumstance been delayed a day!

Her aunt now called her to look at a picture. She approached
and saw the likeness of Mr. Wickhamsuspendedamongst
several other miniaturesover the mantelpiece. Her aunt asked


hersmilinglyhow she liked it. The housekeeper came forward
and told them it was a picture of a young gentlemanthe son of
her late master's stewardwho had been brought up by him at
his own expense. "He is now gone into the army she added;
but I am afraid he has turned out very wild."


Mrs. Gardiner looked at her niece with a smilebut Elizabeth
could not return it.


And that,said Mrs. Reynoldspointing to another of the
miniaturesis my master-- and very like him. It was drawn at
the same time as the other-- about eight years ago.


I have heard much of your master's fine person,said Mrs.
Gardinerlooking at the picture; "it is a handsome face. But
Lizzyyou can tell us whether it is like or not."


Mrs. Reynolds respect for Elizabeth seemed to increase on this
intimation of her knowing her master.


Does that young lady know Mr. Darcy?


Elizabeth colouredand said: "A little."


And do not you think him a very handsome gentleman, ma'am?


Yes, very handsome.


I am sure I know none so handsome; but in the gallery
upstairs you will see a finer, larger picture of him than this.
This room was my late master's favourite room, and these
miniatures are just as they used to be then. He was very fond
of them.


This accounted to Elizabeth for Mr. Wickham's being among
them.


Mrs. Reynolds then directed their attention to one of Miss
Darcydrawn when she was only eight
years old.


And is Miss Darcy as handsome as her brother?said Mrs.
Gardiner.


Oh! yes-- the handsomest young lady that ever was seen; and
so accomplished!-- She plays and sings all day long. In the next
room is a new instrument just come down for her-- a present
from my master; she comes here to-morrow with him.


Mr. Gardinerwhose manners were very easy and pleasant
encouraged her communicativeness by his questions and
remarks: Mrs. Reynoldseither by pride or attachmenthad
evidently great pleasure in talking of her master and his sister.


Is your master much at Pemberley in the course of the year?


Not so much as I could wish, sir; but I dare say he may spend
half his time here; and Miss Darcy is always down for the
summer months.


Except,thought Elizabethwhen she goes to Ramsgate.


If your master would marry, you might see more of him.



Yes, sir; but I do not know when THAT will be. I do not
know who is good enough for him.

Mr. and Mrs. Gardiner smiled. Elizabeth could not help saying
It is very much to his credit, I am sure, that you should think
so.

I say no more than the truth, and everybody will say that
knows him,replied the other. Elizabeth thought this was
going pretty far; and she listened with increasing astonishment
as the housekeeper addedI have never known a cross word
from him in my life, and I have known him ever since he was
four years old.

This was praiseof all others most extraordinarymost opposite
to her ideas. That he was not a good-tempered man had been
her firmest opinion. Her keenest attention was awakened; she
longed to hear moreand was grateful to her uncle for saying:

There are very few people of whom so much can be said. You
are lucky in having such a master.

Yes, sir, I know I am. If I were to go through the world, I
could not meet with a better. But I have always observed, that
they who are good-natured when children, are good-natured
when they grow up; and he was always the sweetest-tempered,
most generous-hearted boy in the world.

Elizabeth almost stared at her. "Can this be Mr. Darcy?"
thought she.

His father was an excellent man,said Mrs. Gardiner.

Yes, ma'am, that he was indeed; and his son will be just like
him-- just as affable to the poor.

Elizabeth listenedwondereddoubtedand was impatient for
more. Mrs. Reynolds could interest her on no other point. She
related the subjects of the picturesthe dimensions of the rooms
and the price of the furniturein vainMr. Gardinerhighly
amused by the kind of family prejudice to which he attributed
her excessive commendation of her mastersoon led again to
the subject; and she dwelt with energy on his many merits as
they proceeded together up the great staircase.

He is the best landlord, and the best master,said shethat
ever lived; not like the wild young men nowadays, who think of
nothing but themselves. There is not one of his tenants or
servants but will give him a good name. Some people call him
proud; but I am sure I never saw anything of it. To my fancy, it
is only because he does not rattle away like other young men.

In what an amiable light does this place him!thought
Elizabeth.

This fine account of him,whispered her aunt as they walked
is not quite consistent with his behaviour to our poor friend.

Perhaps we might be deceived.

That is not very likely; our authority was too good.

On reaching the spacious lobby above they were shown into a
very pretty sitting-roomlately fitted up with greater elegance


and lightness than the apartments below; and were informed that
it was but just done to give pleasure to Miss Darcywho had
taken a liking to the room when last at Pemberley.

He is certainly a good brother,said Elizabethas she walked
towards one of the windows.

Mrs. Reynolds anticipated Miss Darcy's delightwhen she
should enter the room. "And this is always the way with him
she added. Whatever can give his sister any pleasure is sure to
be done in a moment. There is nothing he would not do for
her."

The picture-galleryand two or three of the principal bedrooms
were all that remained to be shown. In the former were many
good paintings; but Elizabeth knew nothing of the art; and from
such as had been already visible belowshe had willingly turned
to look at some drawings of Miss Darcy'sin crayonswhose
subjects were usually more interestingand also more intelligible.

In the gallery there were many family portraitsbut they could
have little to fix the attention of a stranger. Elizabeth walked in
quest of the only face whose features would be known to her.
At last it arrested her-- and she beheld a striking resemblance to
Mr. Darcywith such a smile over the face as she remembered
to have sometimes seen when he looked at her. She stood
several minutes before the picturein earnest contemplation
and returned to it again before they quitted the gallery. Mrs.
Reynolds informed them that it had been taken in his father's
lifetime.

There was certainly at this momentin Elizabeth's minda more
gentle sensation towards the original than she had ever felt at
the height of their acquaintance. The commendation bestowed
on him by Mrs. Reynolds was of no trifling nature. What praise
is more valuable than the praise of an intelligent servant? As a
brothera landlorda mastershe considered how many people's
happiness were in his guardianship!-- how much of pleasure or
pain was it in his power to bestow!-- how much of good or evil
must be done by him! Every idea that had been brought forward
by the housekeeper was favourable to his characterand as she
stood before the canvas on which he was representedand fixed
his eyes upon herselfshe thought of his regard with a deeper
sentiment of gratitude than it had ever raised before; she
remembered its warmthand softened its impropriety of
expression.

When all of the house that was open to general inspection had
been seenthey returned downstairsandtaking leave of the
housekeeperwere consigned over to the gardenerwho met
them at the hall-door.

As they walked across the hall towards the riverElizabeth
turned back to look again; her uncle and aunt stopped alsoand
while the former was conjecturing as to the date of the building
the owner of it himself suddenly came forward from the road
which led behind it to the stables.

They were within twenty yards of each otherand so abrupt was
his appearancethat it was impossible to avoid his sight. Their
eyes instantly metand the cheeks of both were overspread with
the deepest blush. He absolutely startedand for a moment
seemed immovable from surprise; but shortly recovering himself
advanced towards the partyand spoke to Elizabethif not in


terms of perfect composureat least of perfect civility.

She had instinctively turned away; but stopping on his approach
received his compliments with an embarrassment impossible to
be overcome. Had his first appearanceor his resemblance to
the picture they had just been examiningbeen insufficient to
assure the other two that they now saw Mr. Darcythe
gardener's expression of surpriseon beholding his master
must immediately have told it. They stood a little aloof while
he was talking to their niecewhoastonished and confused
scarcely dared lift her eyes to his faceand knew not what
answer she returned to his civil inquiries after her family.
Amazed at the alteration of his manner since they last parted
every sentence that he uttered was increasing her
embarrassment; and every idea of the impropriety of her
being found there recurring to her mindthe few minutes in
which they continued were some of the most uncomfortable in
her life. Nor did he seem much more at ease; when he spoke
his accent had none of its usual sedateness; and he repeated his
inquiries as to the time of her having left Longbournand of her
having stayed in Derbyshireso oftenand in so hurried a way
as plainly spoke the distraction of his thoughts.

At length every idea seemed to fail him; andafter standing a
few moments without saying a wordhe suddenly recollected
himselfand took leave.

The others then joined herand expressed admiration of his
figure; but Elizabeth heard not a wordand wholly engrossed
by her own feelingsfollowed them in silence. She was
overpowered by shame and vexation. Her coming there was
the most unfortunatethe most ill-judged thing in the world!
How strange it must appear to him! In what a disgraceful light
might it not strike so vain a man! It might seem as if she had
purposely thrown herself in his way again! Oh! why did she
come? Orwhy did he thus come a day before he was expected?
Had they been only ten minutes soonerthey should have been
beyond the reach of his discrimination; for it was plain that he
was that moment arrived-- that moment alighted from his horse
or his carriage. She blushed again and again over the
perverseness of the meeting. And his behaviourso strikingly
altered-- what could it mean? That he should even speak to her
was amazing!-- but to speak with such civilityto inquire after
her family! Never in her life had she seen his manners so little
dignifiednever had he spoken with such gentleness as on this
unexpected meeting. What a contrast did it offer to his last
address in Rosings Parkwhen he put his letter into her hand!
She knew not what to thinkor how to account for it.

They had now entered a beautiful walk by the side of the water
and every step was bringing forward a nobler fall of groundor
a finer reach of the woods to which they were approaching; but
it was some time before Elizabeth was sensible of any of it; and
though she answered mechanically to the repeated appeals of
her uncle and auntand seemed to direct her eyes to such
objects as they pointed outshe distinguished no part of the
scene. Her thoughts were all fixed on that one spot of
Pemberley Housewhichever it might bewhere Mr. Darcy then
was. She longed to know what at the moment was passing in
his mind-- in what manner he thought of herand whetherin
defiance of everythingshe was still dear to him. Perhaps he
had been civil only because he felt himself at ease; yet there had
been THAT in his voice which was not like ease. Whether he
had felt more of pain or of pleasure in seeing her she could not


tellbut he certainly had not seen her with composure.

At lengthhoweverthe remarks of her companions on her
absence of mind aroused herand she felt the necessity of
appearing more like herself.

They entered the woodsand bidding adieu to the river for a
whileascended some of the higher grounds; whenin spots
where the opening of the trees gave the eye power to wander
were many charming views of the valleythe opposite hills
with the long range of woods overspreading manyand
occasionally part of the stream. Mr. Gardiner expressed a wish
of going round the whole parkbut feared it might be beyond a
walk. With a triumphant smile they were told that it was ten
miles round. It settled the matter; and they pursued the
accustomed circuit; which brought them againafter some time
in a descent among hanging woodsto the edge of the water
and one of its narrowest parts. They crossed it by a simple
bridgein character with the general air of the scene; it was a
spot less adorned than any they had yet visited; and the valley
here contracted into a glenallowed room only for the stream
and a narrow walk amidst the rough coppice-wood which
bordered it. Elizabeth longed to explore its windings; but when
they had crossed the bridgeand perceived their distance from
the houseMrs. Gardinerwho was not a great walkercould go
no fartherand thought only of returning to the carriage as
quickly as possible. Her niece wasthereforeobliged to submit
and they took their way towards the house on the opposite side
of the riverin the nearest direction; but their progress was
slowfor Mr. Gardinerthough seldom able to indulge the taste
was very fond of fishingand was so much engaged in watching
the occasional appearance of some trout in the waterand
talking to the man about themthat he advanced but little.
Whilst wandering on in this slow mannerthey were again
surprisedand Elizabeth's astonishment was quite equal to what
it had been at firstby the sight of Mr. Darcy approaching them
and at no great distance. The walk here being here less
sheltered than on the other sideallowed them to see him before
they met. Elizabethhowever astonishedwas at least more
prepared for an interview than beforeand resolved to appear
and to speak with calmnessif we really intended to meet them.
For a few momentsindeedshe felt that he would probably
strike into some other path. The idea lasted while a turning in
the walk concealed him from their view; the turning pasthe
was immediately before them. With a glanceshe saw that he
had lost none of his recent civility; andto imitate his
politenessshe began as they to admire the beauty of the place;
but she had not got beyond the words "delightful and
charming when some unlucky recollections obtruded, and she
fancied that praise of Pemberley from her might be
mischievously construed. Her colour changed, and she said no
more.

Mrs. Gardiner was standing a little behind; and on her pausing,
he asked her if she would do him the honour of introducing him
to her friends. This was a stroke of civility for which she was
quite unprepared; and she could hardly suppress a smile at his
being now seeking the acquaintance of some of those very
people against whom his pride had revolted in his offer to
herself. What will be his surprise thought she, when he
knows who they are? He takes them now for people of
fashion."

The introductionhoweverwas immediately made; and as she


named their relationship to herselfshe stole a sly look at him
to see how he bore itand was not without the expectation of
his decamping as fast as he could from such disgraceful
companions. That he was SURPRISED by the connection was
evident; he sustained ithoweverwith fortitudeand so far from
going awayturned his back with themand entered into
conversation with Mr. Gardiner. Elizabeth could not but be
pleasedcould not but triumph. It was consoling that he should
know she had some relations for whom there was no need to
blush. She listened most attentively to all that passed between
themand gloried in every expressionevery sentence of her
unclewhich marked his intelligencehis tasteor his good
manners.

The conversation soon turned upon fishing; and she heard Mr.
Darcy invite himwith the greatest civilityto fish there as often
as he chose while he continued in the neighbourhoodoffering
at the same time to supply him with fishing tackleand pointing
out those parts of the stream where there was usually most
sport. Mrs. Gardinerwho was walking arm-in-arm with
Elizabethgave her a look expressive of wonder. Elizabeth
said nothingbut it gratified her exceedingly; the compliment
must be all for herself. Her astonishmenthoweverwas
extremeand continually was she repeatingWhy is he so
altered? From what can it proceed? It cannot be for ME-- it
cannot be for MY sake that his manners are thus softened. My
reproofs at Hunsford could not work such a change as this. It
is impossible that he should still love me.

After walking some time in this waythe two ladies in frontthe
two gentlemen behindon resuming their placesafter
descending to the brink of the river for the better inspection of
some curious water-plantthere chanced to be a little alteration.
It originated in Mrs. Gardinerwhofatigued by the exercise of
the morningfound Elizabeth's arm inadequate to her support
and consequently preferred her husband's. Mr. Darcy took her
place by her nieceand they walked on together. After a short
silencethe lady first spoke. She wished him to know that she
had been assured of his absence before she came to the place
and accordingly began by observingthat his arrival had been
very unexpected-- "for your housekeeper she added,
informed us that you would certainly not be here till
to-morrow; and indeedbefore we left Bakewellwe
understood that you were not immediately expected in the
country." He acknowledged the truth of it alland said that
business with his steward had occasioned his coming forward a
few hours before the rest of the party with whom he had been
travelling. "They will join me early to-morrow he continued,
and among them are some who will claim an acquaintance with
you-- Mr. Bingley and his sisters."

Elizabeth answered only by a slight bow. Her thoughts were
instantly driven back to the time when Mr. Bingley's name had
been the last mentioned between them; andif she might judge
by his complexionHIS mind was not very differently engaged.

There is also one other person in the party,he continued after
a pausewho more particularly wishes to be known to you.
Will you allow me, or do I ask too much, to introduce my sister
to your acquaintance during your stay at Lambton?

The surprise of such an application was great indeed; it was too
great for her to know in what manner she acceded to it. She
immediately felt that whatever desire Miss Darcy might have of


being acquainted with her must be the work of her brotherand
without looking fartherit was satisfactory; it was gratifying to
know that is resentment had not made him think really ill of her.

They now walked on in silenceeach of them deep in thought.
Elizabeth was not comfortable; that was impossible; but she was
flattered and pleased. His wish of introducing his sister to her
was a compliment of the highest kind. They soon outstripped the
othersand when they had reached the carriageMr. and Mrs.
Gardiner were half a quarter of a mile behind.

He then asked her to walk into the house-- but she declared
herself not tiredand they stood together on the lawn. At such
a time much might have been saidand silence was very
awkward. She wanted to talkbut there seemed to be an
embargo on every subject. At last she recollected that she had
been travellingand they talked of Matlock and Dovedale with
great perseverance. Yet time and her aunt moved slowly-- and
her patience and her ideas were nearly worn our before the
tete-a-tete was over. On Mr. and Mrs. Gardiner's coming up
they were all pressed to go into the house and take some
refreshment; but this was declinedand they parted on each
side with utmost politeness. Mr. Darcy handed the ladies into
the carriage; and when it drove offElizabeth saw him walking
slowly towards the house.

The observations of her uncle and aunt now began; and each of
them pronounced him to be infinitely superior to anything they
had expected. "He is perfectly well behavedpoliteand
unassuming said her uncle.

There IS something a little stately in himto be sure replied her
aunt, but it is confined to his airand is not unbecoming. I can
now say with the housekeeperthat though some people may
call him proudI have seen nothing of it."

I was never more surprised than by his behaviour to us. It was
more than civil; it was really attentive; and there was no necessity
for such attention. His acquaintance with Elizabeth was very
trifling.

To be sure, Lizzy,said her aunthe is not so handsome as
Wickham; or, rather, he has not Wickham's countenance, for
his features are perfectly good. But how came you to tell me
that he was so disagreeable?

Elizabeth excused herself as well as she could; said that she had
liked him better when they had met in Kent than beforeand that
she had never seen him so pleasant as this morning.

But perhaps he may be a little whimsical in his civilities,
replied her uncle. "Your great men often are; and therefore I
shall not take him at his wordas he might change his mind
another dayand warn me off his grounds."

Elizabeth felt that they had entirely misunderstood his character
but said nothing.

From what we have seen of him,continued Mrs. GardinerI
really should not have thought that he could have behaved in so
cruel a way by anybody as he has done by poor Wickham. He
has not an ill-natured look. On the contrary, there is something
pleasing about his mouth when he speaks. And there is
something of dignity in his countenance that would not give one


an unfavourable idea of his heart. But, to be sure, the good lady
who showed us his house did give him a most flaming character!
I could hardly help laughing aloud sometimes. But he is a liberal
master, I suppose, and THAT in the eye of a servant
comprehends every virtue.

Elizabeth here felt herself called on to say something in
vindication of his behaviour to Wickham; and therefore gave
them to understandin as guarded a manner as she couldthat
by what she had heard from his relations in Kenthis actions
were capable of a very different construction; and that his
character was by no means so faultynor Wickham's so amiable
as they had been considered in Hertfordshire. In confirmation
of thisshe related the particulars of all the pecuniary
transactions in which they had been connectedwithout actually
naming her authoritybut stating as such as might be relied on.

Mrs. Gardiner was surprised and concerned; but as they were
now approaching the scene of her former pleasuresevery idea
gave way to the charm of recollection; and she was too much
engaged in pointing out to her husband all the interesting spots
in its environs to think of anything else. Fatigued as she had
been by the morning's walk they had no sooner dined than she
set off again in quest of her former acquaintanceand the
evening was spent in the satisfactions of a intercourse renewed
after many years' discontinuance.

The occurrences of the day were too full of interest to leave
Elizabeth much attention for any of these new friends; and she
could do nothing but thinkand think with wonderof Mr.
Darcy's civilityandabove allof his wishing her to be
acquainted with his sister.

Chapter 44

Elizabeth had settled it that Mr. Darcy would bring his sister to
visit her the very day after her reaching Pemberley; and was
consequently resolved not to be out of sight of the inn the whole
of that morning. But her conclusion was false; for on the very
morning after their arrival at Lambtonthese visitors came.
They had been walking about the place with some of their new
friendsand were just returning to the inn to dress themselves
for dining with the same familywhen the sound of a carriage
drew them to a windowand they saw a gentleman and a lady
in a curricle driving up the street. Elizabeth immediately
recognizing the liveryguessed what it meantand imparted no
small degree of her surprise to her relations by acquainting them
with the honour which she expected. Her uncle and aunt were
all amazement; and the embarrassment of her manner as she
spokejoined to the circumstance itselfand many of the
circumstances of the preceding dayopened to them a new idea
on the business. Nothing had ever suggested it beforebut they
felt that there was no other way of accounting for such attentions
from such a quarter than by supposing a partiality for their niece.
While these newly-born notions were passing in their headsthe
perturbation of Elizabeth's feelings was at every moment
increasing. She was quite amazed at her own discomposure; but


amongst other causes of disquietshe dreaded lest the partiality
of the brother should have said too much in her favour; andmore
than commonly anxious to pleaseshe naturally suspected that
every power of pleasing would fail her.

She retreated from the windowfearful of being seen; and as she
walked up and down the roomendeavouring to compose
herselfsaw such looks of inquiring surprise in her uncle and
aunt as made everything worse.

Miss Darcy and her brother appearedand this formidable
introduction took place. With astonishment did Elizabeth see
that her new acquaintance was at least as much embarrassed as
herself. Since her being at Lambtonshe had heard that Miss
Darcy was exceedingly proud; but the observation of a very few
minutes convinced her that she was only exceedingly shy. She
found it difficult to obtain even a word from her beyond a
monosyllable.

Miss Darcy was talland on a larger scale than Elizabeth; and
though little more than sixteenher figure was formedand her
appearance womanly and graceful. She was less handsome than
her brother; but there was sense and good humour in her face
and her manners were perfectly unassuming and gentle.
Elizabethwho had expected to find in her as acute and
unembarrassed an observer as ever Mr. Darcy had beenwas
much relieved by discerning such different feelings.

They had not long been together before Mr. Darcy told her that
Bingley was also coming to wait on her; and she had barely time
to express her satisfactionand prepare for such a visitorwhen
Bingley's quick step was heard on the stairsand in a moment he
entered the room. All Elizabeth's anger against him had been
long done away; but had she still felt anyit could hardly have
stood its ground against the unaffected cordiality with which he
expressed himself on seeing her again. He inquired in a friendly
though general wayafter her familyand looked and spoke with
the same good-humoured ease that he had ever done.

To Mr. and Mrs. Gardiner he was scarcely a less interesting
personage than to herself. They had long wished to see him.
The whole party before themindeedexcited a lively attention.
The suspicions which had just arisen of Mr. Darcy and their
niece directed their observation towards each with an earnest
though guarded inquiry; and they soon drew from those
inquiries the full conviction that one of them at least knew what
it was to love. Of the lady's sensations they remained a little in
doubt; but that the gentleman was overflowing with admiration
was evident enough.

Elizabethon her sidehad much to do. She wanted to
ascertain the feelings of each of her visitors; she wanted to
compose her ownand to make herself agreeable to all; and in
the latter objectwhere she feared most to failshe was most
sure of successfor those to whom she endeavoured to give
pleasure were prepossessed in her favour. Bingley was ready
Georgiana was eagerand Darcy determinedto be pleased.

In seeing Bingleyher thoughts naturally flew to her sister; and
oh! how ardently did she long to know whether any of his were
directed in a like manner. Sometimes she could fancy that he
talked less than on former occasionsand once or twice pleased
herself with the notion thatas he looked at herhe was trying to
trace a resemblance . Butthough this might be imaginaryshe


could not be deceived as to his behaviour to Miss Darcywho
had been set up as a rival to Jane. No look appeared on either
side that spoke particular regard. Nothing occurred between
them that could justify the hopes of his sister. On this point she
was soon satisfied; and two or three little circumstances
occurred ere they partedwhichin her anxious interpretation
denoted a recollection of Jane not untinctured by tenderness
and a wish of saying more that might lead to the mention of her
had he dared. He observed to herat a moment when the others
were talking togetherand in a tone which had something of real
regretthat it "was a very long time since he had had the
pleasure of seeing her"; andbefore she could replyhe added
It is above eight months. We have not met since the 26th of
November, when we were all dancing together at Netherfield.

Elizabeth was pleased to find his memory so exact; and he
afterwards took occasion to ask herwhen unattended to by
any of the restwhether ALL her sisters were at Longbourn.
There was not much in the questionnor in the preceding
remark; but there was a look and a manner which gave them
meaning.

It was not often that she could turn her eyes on Mr. Darcy
himself; butwhenever she did catch a glimpseshe saw an
expression of general complaisanceand in all that he said she
heard an accent so removed from hauteur or disdain of his
companionsas convinced her that the improvement of manners
which she had yesterday witnessed however temporary its
existence might provehad at least outlived one day. When she
saw him thus seeking the acquaintance and courting the good
opinion of people with whom any intercourse a few months ago
would have been a disgrace-- when she saw him thus civilnot
only to herselfbut to the very relations whom he had openly
disdainedand recollected their last lively scene in Hunsford
Parsonage-- the differencethe change was so greatand struck
so forcibly on her mindthat she could hardly restrain her
astonishment from being visible. Nevereven in the company of
his dear friends at Netherfieldor his dignified relations at
Rosingshad she seen him so desirous to pleaseso free from
self-consequence or unbending reserveas nowwhen no
importance could result from the success of his endeavoursand
when even the acquaintance of those to whom his attentions
were addressed would draw down the ridicule and censure of
the ladies both of Netherfield as Rosings.

Their visitors stayed with them above half-an-hour; and when
they arose to departMr. Darcy called on his sister to join him
in expressing their wish of seeing Mr. and Mrs. Gardinerand
Miss Bennetto dinner at Pemberleybefore they left the
country. Miss Darcythough with a diffidence which marked
her little in the habit of giving invitationsreadily obeyed. Mrs.
Gardiner looked at her niecedesirous of knowing how SHE
whom the invitation most concernedfelt disposed as to its
acceptancebut Elizabeth had turned away her head. Presuming
howeverthat this studied avoidance spoke rather a momentary
embarrassment than any dislike of the proposaland seeing in her
husbandwho was fond or societya perfect willingness to
accept itshe ventured to engage for her attendanceand the
day after the next was fixed on.

Bingley expressed great pleasure in the certainty of seeing
Elizabeth againhaving still a great deal to say to herand many
inquiries to make after all their Hertfordshire friends. Elizabeth
construing all this into a wish of hearing her speak of her sister


was pleasedand on this accountas well as some othersfound
herselfwhen their visitors left themcapable of considering the
last half-hour with some satisfactionthough while it was
passingthe enjoyment of it had been little. Eager to be alone
and fearful of inquiries or hints from her uncle and auntshe
stayed with them only long enough to hear their favourable
opinion of Bingleyand then hurried away to dress.

But she had no reason to fear Mr. and Mrs. Gardiner's curiosity;
it was not their wish to force her communication. It was evident
that she was much better acquainted with Mr. Darcy than they
had before any idea of; it was evident that he was very much in
love with her. They saw much to interestbut nothing to justify
inquiry.

Of Mr. Darcy it was now a matter of anxiety to think well; and
as far as their acquaintance reachedthere was no fault to find.
They could not be untouched by his politeness; and had they
drawn his character from their own feelings and his servant's
reportwithout any reference to any other accountthe circle in
Hertfordshire to which he was known would not have
recognized it for Mr. Darcy. There was now an interest
howeverin believing the housekeeper; and they soon became
sensible that the authority of a servant who had known him
since he was four years oldand whose own manners indicated
respectabilitywas not to be hastily rejected. Neither had
anything occurred in the intelligence of their Lambton friends
that could materially lessen its weight. They had nothing to
accuse him of but pride; pride he probably hadand if notit
would certainly be imputed by the inhabitants of a small
market-town where the family did not visit. It was
acknowledgedhoweverthat he was a liberal manand did
much good among the poor.

With respect to Wickhamthe travellers soon found that he was
not held there in much estimation; for though the chief of his
concerns with the son of his patron were imperfectly
understoodit was yet a well-known fact thaton his quitting
Derbyshirehe had left many debts behind himwhich Mr.
Darcy afterwards discharged.

As for Elizabethher thoughts were at Pemberley this evening
more than the last; and the eveningthough as it passed it
seemed longwas not long enough to determine her feelings
towards ONE in that mansion; and she lay awake two whole
hours endeavouring to make them out. She certainly did not
hate him. No; hatred had vanished long agoand she had
almost as long been ashamed of ever feeling a dislike against
himthat could be so called. The respect created by the
conviction of his valuable qualitiesthough at first unwillingly
admittedhad for some time ceased to be repugnant to her
feeling; and it was now heightened into somewhat of a friendlier
natureby the testimony so highly in his favourand bringing
forward his disposition in so amiable a lightwhich yesterday
had produced. But above allabove respect and esteemthere
was a motive within her of goodwill which could not be
overlooked. It was gratitude; gratitudenot merely for having
once loved herbut for loving her still well enough to forgive all
the petulance and acrimony of her manner in rejecting himand
all the unjust accusations accompanying her rejection. He who
she had been persuadedwould avoid her as his greatest enemy
seemedon this accidental meetingmost eager to preserve the
acquaintanceand without any indelicate display of regardor
any peculiarity of mannerwhere their two selves only were


concernedwas soliciting the good opinion of her friendsand
bent on making her known to his sister. Such a change in a
man of so much pride exciting not only astonishment but
gratitude-- for to loveardent loveit must be attributed; and as
such its impression on her was of a sort to be encouragedas by
no means unpleasingthough it could not be exactly defined.
She respectedshe esteemedhe was grateful to himshe felt a
real interest in his welfare; and she only wanted to know how
far she wished that welfare to depend upon herselfand how far
it would be for the happiness of both that she should employ the
powerwhich her fancy told her she still possessedof bringing
on her the renewal of his addresses.

It had been settled in the evening between the aunt and the
niecethat such a striking civility as Miss Darcy's in coming to
see them on the very day of her arrival at Pemberleyfor she
had reached it only to a late breakfastought to be imitated
though it could not be equalledby some exertion of politeness
on their side; andconsequentlythat it would be highly
expedient to wait on her at Pemberley the following morning.
They werethereforeto go. Elizabeth was pleased; though
when she asked herself the reasonshe had very little to say in
reply.

Mr. Gardiner left them soon after breakfast. The fishing scheme
had been renewed the day beforeand a positive engagement
made of his meeting some of the gentlemen at Pemberley before
noon.

Chapter 45

Convinced as Elizabeth now was that Miss Bingley's dislike of
her had originated in jealousyshe could not help feeling how
unwelcome her appearance at Pemberley must be to herand
was curious to know with how much civility on that lady's side
the acquaintance would now be renewed.

On reaching the housethey were shown through the hall into
the saloonwhose northern aspect rendered it delightful for
summer. Its windows opening to the groundadmitted a most
refreshing view of the high woody hills behind the houseand
of the beautiful oaks and Spanish chestnuts which were
scattered over the intermediate lawn.

In this house they were received by Miss Darcywho was
sitting there with Mrs. Hurst and Miss Bingleyand the lady
with whom she lived in London. Georgiana's reception of them
was very civilbut attended with all the embarrassment which
though proceeding from shyness and the fear of doing wrong
would easily give to those who felt themselves inferior the belief
of her being proud and reserved. Mrs. Gardiner and her niece
howeverdid her justiceand pitied her.

By Mrs. Hurst and Miss Bingley they were noticed only by a
curtsey; andon their being seateda pauseawkward as such
pauses must always besucceeded for a few moments. It was
first broken by Mrs. Annesleya genteelagreeable-looking


womanwhose endeavour to introduce some kind of discourse
proved her to be more truly well-bred than either of the others;
and between her and Mrs. Gardinerwith occasional help from
Elizabeththe conversation was carried on. Miss Darcy looked
as if she wished for courage enough to join in it; and sometimes
did venture a short sentence when there was least danger of its
being heard.

Elizabeth soon saw that she was herself closely watched by Miss
Bingleyand that she could not speak a wordespecially to Miss
Darcywithout calling her attention. This observation would not
have prevented her from trying to talk to the latterhad they not
been seated at an inconvenient distance; but she was not sorry to
be spared the necessity of saying much. Her own thoughts were
employing her. She expected every moment that some of the
gentlemen would enter the room. She wishedshe feared that
the master of the house might be amongst them; and whether
she wished or feared it mostshe could scarcely determine.
After sitting in this manner a quarter of an hour without hearing
Miss Bingley's voiceElizabeth was roused by receiving from
her a cold inquiry after the health of her family. She answered
with equal indifference and brevityand the others said no more.

The next variation which their visit afforded was produced by
the entrance of the servants with cold meatcakeand a variety
of all the entrance of servants with cold meatcakeand a
variety of all the finest fruits in season; but this did not take
place till after many a significant look and smile from Mrs.
Annesley to Miss Darcy had been givento remind her of her
post. There was now employment for the whole party-- for
though they could not all talkthey could all eat; and the
beautiful pyramids of grapesnectarinesand peaches soon
collected them round the table.

While thus engagedElizabeth had a fair opportunity of deciding
whether she most feared or wished for the appearance of Mr.
Darcyby the feelings which prevailed on his entering the room;
and thenthough but a moment before she had believed her
wishes to predominateshe began to regret that he came.

He had been some time with Mr. Gardinerwhowith two or
three other gentlemen from the housewas engaged by the river
and had left him only on learning that the ladies of the family
intended a visit to Georgiana that morning. No sooner did he
appear than Elizabeth wisely resolved to be perfectly easy and
unembarrassed; a resolution the more necessary to be madebut
perhaps not the more easily keptbecause she saw that the
suspicions of the whole party were awakened against themand
that there was scarcely an eye which did not watch his
behaviour when he first came into the room. In no countenance
was attentive curiosity so strongly marked as in Miss Bingley's
in spite of the smiles which overspread her face whenever she
spoke to one of its objects; for jealousy had not yet made her
desperateand her attentions to Mr. Darcy were by no means
over. Miss Darcyon her brother's entranceexerted herself
much more to talkand Elizabeth saw that she was anxious for
his sister and herself to get acquaintedand forwarded as much
as possibleevery attempt at conversation on either side. Miss
Bingley saw all this likewise; andin the imprudence of anger
took the first opportunity of sayingwith sneering civility:

Pray, Miss Eliza, are not the ----shire Militia removed from
Meryton? They must be a great loss to YOUR family.


In Darcy's presence she dared not mention Wickham's name;
but Elizabeth instantly comprehended that he was uppermost in
her thoughts; and the various recollections connected with him
gave her a moment's distress; but exerting herself vigorously to
repel the ill-natured attackshe presently answered the question
in a tolerably detached tone. While she spokean involuntary
glance showed her Darcywith a heightened complexion
earnestly looking at herand his sister overcome with confusion
and unable to lift up her eyes. Had Miss Bingley know what
pain she was then giving her beloved friendshe undoubtedly
would have refrained from the hint; but she had merely intended
to discompose Elizabeth by bringing forward the idea of a man
to whom she believed her partialto make her betray a sensibility
which might injure her in Darcy's opinionandperhapsto
remind the latter of all the follies and absurdities by which some
part of her family were connected with that corps. Not a
syllable had ever reached her of Miss Darcy's meditated
elopement. To no creature had it been revealedwhere secrecy
was possibleexcept to Elizabeth; and from all Bingley's
connections her brother was particularly anxious to conceal it
from the very wish which Elizabeth had long ago attributed to
himof their becoming hereafter her own. He had certainly
formed such a planand without meaning that it should effect
his endeavour to separate him from Miss Bennetit is probable

that it might add something to his lively concern for the welfare
of his friend.

Elizabeth's collected behaviourhoweversoon quieted his
emotion; and as Miss Bingleyvexed and disappointeddared
not approach nearer to WickhamGeorgiana also recovered in
timethough not enough to be able to speak any more. Her
brotherwhose eye she feared to meetscarcely recollected her
interest in the affairand the very circumstance which had been
designed to turn his thoughts from Elizabeth seemed to have
fixed them on her more and more cheerfully.

Their visit did not continue long after the question and answer
above mentioned; and while Mr. Darcy was attending them to
their carriage Miss Bingley was venting her feelings in criticisms
on Elizabeth's personbehaviourand dress. But Georgiana
would not join her. Her brother's recommendation was enough
to ensure her favour; his judgement could not err. And he had
spoken in such terms of Elizabeth as to leave Georgiana without
the power of finding her otherwise than lovely and amiable.
When Darcy returned to the saloonMiss Bingley could not help

repeating to him some part of what she had been saying to his
sister.

How very ill Miss Eliza Bennet looks this morning, Mr. Darcy,
she cried; "I never in my life saw anyone so much altered as she
is since the winter. She is grown so brown and coarse! Louisa
and I were agreeing that we should not have known her again."

However little Mr. Darcy might have liked such an addresshe
contented himself with coolly replying that he perceived no
other alteration than her being rather tannedno miraculous
consequence of travelling in the summer.

For my own part,she rejoinedI must confess that I never
could see any beauty in her. Her face is too thin; her
complexion has no brilliancy; and her features are not at all
handsome. Her nose wants character-- there is nothing marked
in its lines. Her teeth are tolerable, but not out of the common
way; and as for her eyes, which have sometimes been called so


fine, I could never see anything extraordinary in them. They
have a sharp, shrewish look, which I do not like at all; and in her
air altogether there is a self-sufficiency without fashion, which is
intolerable.

Persuaded as Miss Bingley was that Darcy admired Elizabeth
this was not the best method of recommending herself; but
angry people are not always wise; and in seeing him at last look
somewhat nettledshe had all the success she expected. He was
resolutely silenthoweverandfrom a determination of making
him speakshe continued:

I remember, when we first knew her in Hertfordshire, how
amazed we all were to find that she was a reputed beauty; and I
particularly recollect your saying one night, after they had been
dining at Netherfield, 'SHE a beauty! I should as soon call her
mother a wit.' But afterwards she seemed to improve on you,
and I believe you thought her rather pretty at one time.

Yes,replied Darcywho could contain himself no longerbut
THAT was only when I first saw her, for it is many months
since I have considered her as one of the handsomest women of
my acquaintances.

He then went awayand Miss Bingley was left to all the
satisfaction of having forced him to say what gave no one any
pain but herself.

Mrs. Gardiner and Elizabeth talked of all that had occurred during their visitas they returned
except what had particularly interested them both. The look and behaviour of everybody they had
seen were discussedexcept of the person who had mostly engaged their attention. They talked
of his sisterhis friendshis househis fruit-- of everything but himself; yet Elizabeth was longing
to know what Mrs. Gardiner thought of himand Mrs. Gardiner would have been highly gratified
by her niece's beginning the subject.

Chapter 46

Elizabeth had been a good deal disappointed in not finding a letter from Jane on their first arrival
at Lambton; and this disappointment had been renewed on each of the mornings that had now
been spent there; but on the third her repining was overand her sister justifiedby the receipt of
two letters from her at onceon one of which was marked that it had been missent elsewhere.
Elizabeth was not surprised at itas Jane had written the direction remarkably ill.

They had just been preparing to walk as the letters came in; and her uncle and auntleaving her to
enjoy them in quietset off by themselves. The one missent must first be attended to; it had been
written five days ago. The beginning contained an account of
all their little parties and engagementswith such news as the
country afforded; but the latter halfwhich was dated a day
laterand written in evident agitationgave more important
intelligence. It was to this effect:

Since writing the above, dearest Lizzy, something has occurred
of a most unexpected and serious nature; but I am afraid of
alarming you-- be assured that we are all well. What I have to
say relates to poor Lydia. An express came at twelve last night,

just as we were all gone to bed, from Colonel Forster, to
inform us that she was gone off to Scotland with one of his


officers; to own the truth, with Wickham! Imagine our surprise.
To Kitty, however, it does not seem so wholly unexpected. I
am very, very sorry. So imprudent a match on both sides! But I
am willing to hope the best, and that his character has been
misunderstood. Thoughtless and indiscreet I can easily believe
him, but this step (and let us rejoice over it) marks nothing bad
at heart. His choice is disinterested at least, for he must know
my father can give her nothing. Our poor mother is sadly
grieved. My father bears it better. How thankful am I that we
never let them know what has been said against him! we must
forget it ourselves. They were off Saturday night about twelve,
as is conjectured, but were not missed till yesterday morning at
eight. The express was sent off directly. My dear Lizzy, they
must have passed within ten miles of us. Colonel Forster gives
us reason to expect him here soon. Lydia left a few lines for his
wife, informing her of their intention. I must conclude, for I
cannot be long from my poor mother. I am afraid you will not
be able to make it out, but I hardly know what I have written.

Without allowing herself time for considerationand scarcely
knowing what she feltElizabeth on finishing this letter instantly
seized the otherand opening it with the utmost impatienceread
as follows: it had been written a day later than the conclusion of
the first.

By this time, my dearest sister, you have received my hurried
letter; I wish this may be more intelligible, but though not
confined for time, my head is so bewildered that I cannot answer
for being coherent. Dearest Lizzy, I hardly know what I would
write, but I have bad news for you, and it cannot be delayed.
Imprudent as the marriage between Mr. Wickham and our poor
Lydia would be, we are now anxious to be assured it has taken
place, for there is but too much reason to fear they are not gone
to Scotland. Colonel Forster came yesterday, having left
Brighton the day before, not many hours after the express.
Though Lydia's short letter to Mrs. F. gave them to understand
that they were going to Gretna Green, something was dropped
by Denny expressing his belief that W. never intended to go
there, or to marry Lydia at all, which was repeated to Colonel
F., who, instantly taking the alarm, set off from B., intending to
trace their route. He did trace them easily to Clapham, but no
further; for on entering that place, they removed into a hackney
coach, and dismissed the chaise that brought them from Epsom.
All that is known after this is, that they were seen to continue
the London road. I know not what to think. After making
every possible inquiry on that side London, Colonel F. came on
into Hertfordshire, anxiously renewing them at all the turnpikes,
and at the inns in Barnet and Hatfield, but without any success-no
such people had been seen to pass through. With the kindest
concern he came on to Longbourn, and broke his apprehensions
to us in a manner most creditable to his heart. I am sincerely
grieved for him and Mrs. F., but no one can throw any blame
on them. Our distress, my dear Lizzy, is very great. My father
and mother believe the worst, but I cannot think so ill of him.
Many circumstances might make it more eligible for them to be
married privately in town than to pursue their first plan; and even
if HE could form such a design against a young woman of
Lydia's connections, which is not likely, can I suppose her so
lost to everything? Impossible! I grieve to find, however, that
Colonel F. is not disposed to depend upon their marriage; he
shook his head when I expressed my hopes, and said he fear W.
was not a man to be trusted. My poor mother is really ill, and
keeps her room. Could she exert herself, it would be better; but
this is not to be expected. And as to my father, I never in my


life saw him so affected. Poor Kitty has anger for having
concealed their attachment; but as it was a matter of confidence,
one cannot wonder. I am truly glad, dearest Lizzy, that you
have been spared something of these distressing scenes; but
now, as the first shock is over, shall I own that I long for your
return? I am not so selfish, however, as to press for it, if
inconvenient. Adieu! I take up my pen again to do what I
have just told you I would not; but circumstances are such that
I cannot help earnestly begging you all to come here as soon as
possible. I know my dear uncle and aunt so well, that I am not
afraid of requesting it, though I have still something more to
ask of the former. My father is going to London with Colonel
Forster instantly, to try to discover her. What he means to do
I am sure I know not; but his excessive distress will not allow
him to pursue any measure in the best and safest way, and
Colonel Forster is obliged to be at Brighton again to-morrow
evening. In such and exigence, my uncle's advice and assistance
would be everything in the world; he will immediately
comprehend what I must feel, and I rely upon his goodness.

Oh! where, where is my uncle?cried Elizabethdarting from
her seat as she finished the letterin eagerness to follow him
without losing a moment of the time so precious; but as she
reached the door it was opened by a servantand Mr. Darcy
appeared. Her pale face and impetuous manner made him start
and before he could recover himself to speakshein whose
mind every idea was superseded by Lydia's situationhastily
exclaimedI beg your pardon, but I must leave you. I must
find Mr. Gardiner this moment, on business that cannot be
delayed; I have not an instant to loose.

Good God! what is the matter?cried hewith more feeling
than politeness; then recollecting himselfI will not detain you
a minute; but let me, or let the servant go after Mr. and Mrs.
Gardiner. You are not well enough; you cannot go yourself.

Elizabeth hesitatedbut her knees trembled under her and she
felt how little would be gained by her attempting to pursue them.
Calling back the servantthereforeshe commissioned him
though in so breathless an accent as made her almost
unintelligibleto fetch his master and mistress home instantly.

On his quitting the room she sat downunable to support
herselfand looking so miserably illthat it was impossible for
Darcy to leave heror to refrain from sayingin a tone of
gentleness and commiserationLet me call your maid. Is
there nothing you could take to give you present relief? A
glass of wine; shall I get you one? You are very ill.

No, I thank you,she repliedendeavouring to recover herself.

There is nothing the matter with me. I am quite well; I am
only distressed by some dreadful news which I have just
received from Longbourn.

She burst into tears as she alluded to itand for a few minutes
could not speak another word. Darcyin wretched suspense
could only say something indistinctly of his concernand
observe her in compassionate silence. At length she spoke
again. "I have just had a letter from Janewith such dreadful
news. It cannot be concealed from any one. My younger sister
has left all her friends-- has eloped; has thrown herself into the
power of-- of Mr. Wickham. They are gone off together from
Brighton. YOU know him too well to doubt the rest. She has
no moneyno connectionsnothing that can tempt him to-- she


is lost for ever."

Darcy was fixed in astonishment. "When I consider she added
in a yet more agitated voice, that I might have prevented it!
Iwho knew what he was. Had I but explained some part of
it only-- some part of what I learntto my own family! Had his
character been knownthis could not have happened. But it is
all-- all too late now."

I am grieved indeed,cried Darcy; "grieved-- shocked. But is
it certain-- absolutely certain?"

Oh, yes! They left Brighton together on Sunday night, and
were traced almost to London, but not beyond; they are
certainly not gone to Scotland.

And what has been done, what has been attempted, to recover
her?

My father is gone to London, and Jane has written to beg my
uncle's immediate assistance; and we shall be off, I hope, in
half-an-hour. But nothing can be done-- I know very well that
nothing can be done. How is such a man to be worked on?
How are they even to be discovered? I have not the smallest
hope. It is every way horrible!

Darcy shook his head in silent acquiescence.

When MY eyes were opened to his real character-- Oh! had I
known what I ought, what I dared to do! But I knew not-- I
was afraid of doing too much. Wretched, wretched mistake!

Darcy made no answer. He seemed scarcely to hear herand
was walking up and down the room in earnest meditationhis
brow contractedhis air gloomy. Elizabeth soon observedand
instantly understood it. Her power was sinking; everything
MUST sink under such a proof of family weaknesssuch an
assurance of the deepest disgrace. She could neither wonder
nor condemnbut the belief of his self-conquest brought nothing
to her consolatory to her bosomafforded no palliation of her
distress. It wason the contraryexactly calculated to make her
understand her own wishes; and never had she so honestly felt
that she could have loved himas nowwhen all love must be
vain.

But selfthough it would intrudecould not engross her. Lydia-the
humiliationthe misery she was bringing on them allsoon
swallowed up every private care; and covering her face with her
handkerchiefElizabeth was soon lost to everything else; and
after a pause of several minuteswas only recalled to a sense of
her situation by the voice of her companionwhoin a manner
whichthough it spoke compassionspoke likewise restraint
saidI am afraid you have been long desiring my absence, nor
have I anything to plead in excuse of my stay, but real, though
unavailing concern. Would to Heaven that anything could be
either said or done on my part that might offer consolation to
such distress! But I will not torment you with vain wishes,
which may seem purposely to ask for your thanks. This
unfortunate affair will, I fear, prevent my sister's having the
pleasure of seeing you at Pemberley to-day.

Oh, yes. Be so kind as to apologise for us to Miss Darcy. Say
that urgent business calls us home immediately. Conceal the
unhappy truth as long as it is possible, I know it cannot be long.


He readily assured her of his secrecy; again expressed his
sorrow for her distresswished it a happier conclusion than
there was at present reason to hopeand leaving his
compliments for her relationswith only one seriousparting
look went away.

As he quitted the roomElizabeth felt how improbable it was
that they should ever see each other again on such terms of
cordiality as had marked their several meetings in Derbyshire;
and as she threw a retrospective glance over the whole of their
acquaintanceso full of contradictions and varietiessighed at
the perverseness of those feelings which would now have
promoted its continuanceand would formerly have rejoiced in
its termination.

If gratitude and esteem are good foundations of affection
Elizabeth's change of sentiment will be neither improbable nor
faulty. But if otherwise-- if regard springing from such sources
is unreasonable or unnaturalin comparison of what is so often
described as arising on a first interview with its objectand even
before two words have been exchangednothing can be said in
her defenceexcept that she had given somewhat of a trial to the
latter method in her partiality for Wickhamand that its ill
success mightperhapsauthorise her to seek the other less
interesting mode of attachment. Be that as it mayshe saw him
go with regret; and in this early example of what Lydia's infamy
must producefound additional anguish as she reflected on that
wretched business. Neversince reading Jane's second letter
had she entertained a hope of Wickham's meaning to marry her.
No one but Janeshe thoughtcould flatter herself with such an
expectation. Surprise was the least of her feelings on this
development. While the contents of the first letter remained in
her mindshe was all surprise-- all astonishment that Wickham
should marry a girl whom it was impossible he could marry for
money; and how Lydia could ever have attached him had
appeared incomprehensible. But no it was all too natural. For
such an attachment as this she might have sufficient charm; and
though she did not suppose Lydia to be deliberately engaging in
an elopement without the intention of marriageshe had no
difficulty in believing that neither her virtue nor her
understanding would preserve her from falling an easy prey.

She had never perceivedwhile the regiment was in
Hertfordshirethat Lydia had any partiality for him; but she was
convinced that Lydia wanted only encouragement to attach
herself to anybody. Sometimes one officersometimes another
had been her favouriteas their attentions raised them in her
opinion. Her affections had continually been fluctuating but
never without an object. The mischief of neglect and mistaken
indulgence towards such a girl-- oh! how acutely did she now
feel it!

She was wild to be at home-- to hearto seeto be upon the
spot to share with Jane in the cares that must now fall wholly
upon herin a family so derangeda father absenta mother
incapable of exertionand requiring constant attendance; and
though almost persuaded that nothing could be done for Lydia
her uncle's interference seemed of the utmost importanceand
till he entered the room her impatience was severe. Mr. and
Mrs. Gardiner had hurried back in alarmsupposing by the
servant's account that their niece was taken suddenly ill; but
satisfying them instantly on that headshe eagerly communicated
the cause of their summonsreading the two letters aloudand


dwelling on the postscript of the last with trembling energy
though Lydia had never been a favourite with themMr. and
Mrs. Gardiner could not but be deeply afflicted. Not Lydia
onlybut all were concerned in it; and after the first
exclamations of surprise and horrorMr. Gardiner promised
every assistance in his power. Elizabeththough expecting no
lessthanked him with tears of gratitude; and all three being
actuated by one spiriteverything relating to their journey was
speedily settled. They were to be off as soon as possible. "But
what is to be done about Pemberley?" cried Mrs. Gardiner.
John told us Mr. Darcy was here when you sent for us; was it
so?

Yes; and I told him we should not be able to keep our
engagement. THAT is all settled.

What is all settled?repeated the otheras she ran into her
room to prepare. "And are they upon such terms as for her to
disclose the real truth? Ohthat I knew how it was!"

But wishes were vainor at least could only serve to amuse her
in the hurry and confusion of the following hour. Had Elizabeth
been at leisure to be idleshe would have remained certain that
all employment was impossible to one so wretched as herself;
but she had her share of business as well as her auntand
amongst the rest there were notes to be written to all their
friends at Lambtonwith false excuses for their sudden
departure. An hourhoweversaw the whole completed; and
Mr. Gardiner meanwhile having settled his account at the inn
nothing remained to be done but to go; and Elizabethafter all
the misery of the morningfound herselfin a shorter space of
time than she could have supposedseated in the carriageand
on the road to Longbourn.

Chapter 47

I have been thinking it over again, Elizabeth,said her uncle
as they drove from the town; "and reallyupon serious
considerationI am much more inclined than I was to judge as
your eldest sister does on the matter. It appears to me so very
unlikely that any young man should form such a design against
a girl who is by no means unprotected or friendlessand who
was actually staying in his colonel's familythat I am strongly
inclined to hope the best. Could he expect that her friends
would not step forward? Could he expect to be noticed again
by the regimentafter such an affront to Colonel Forster? His
temptation is not adequate to the risk!"

Do you really think so?cried Elizabethbrightening up for a
moment.

Upon my word,said Mrs. GardinerI begin to be of your
uncle's opinion. It is really too great a violation of decency,
honour, and interest, for him to be guilty of. I cannot think so
very ill of Wickham. Can you yourself, Lizzy, so wholly give
him up, as to believe him capable of it?


Not, perhaps, of neglecting his own interest; but of every other
neglect I can believe him capable. If, indeed, it should be so!
But I dare not hope it. Why should they not go on to Scotland
if that had been the case?

In the first place,replied Mr. Gardinerthere is no absolute
proof that they are not gone to Scotland.

Oh! but their removing from the chaise into a hackney coach is
such a presumption! And, besides, no traces of them were to be
found on the Barnet road.

Well, then-- supposing them to be in London. They may be there,
though for the purpose of concealment, for no more exceptional
purpose. It is not likely that money should be very abundant on
either side; and it might strike them that they could be more
economically, though less expeditiously, married in London
than in Scotland.

But why all this secrecy? Why any fear of detection? Why must
their marriage be private? Ohnono-- this is not likely. His
most particular friendyou see by Jane's accountwas
persuaded of his never intending to marry her. Wickham will
never marry a woman without some money. He cannot afford
it. And what claims has Lydia-- what attraction has she beyond
youthhealthand good humour that could make himfor her
sakeforego every chance of benefiting himself by marrying
well? As to what restraint the apprehensions of disgrace in the
corps might throw on a dishonourable elopement with herI am
not able to judge; for I know nothing of the effects that such a
step might produce. But as to your other objectionI am afraid
it will hardly hold good. Lydia has no brothers to step forward;
and he might imaginefrom my father's behaviourfrom his
indolence and the little attention he has ever seemed to give to
what was going forward in his familythat HE would do as
littleand think as little about itas any father could doin such
a matter."

But can you think that Lydia is so lost to everything but love
of him as to consent to live with him on any terms other than
marriage?

It does seem, and it is most shocking indeed,replied Elizabeth
with tears in her eyesthat a sister's sense of decency and
virtue in such a point should admit of doubt. But, really, I
know not what to say. Perhaps I am not doing her justice. But
she is very young; she has never been taught to think on
serious subjects; and for the last half-year, nay, for a
twelvemonth-- she has been given up to nothing but amusement
and vanity. She has been allowed to dispose of her time in the
most idle and frivolous manner, and to adopt any opinions that
came in her way. Since the ----shire were first quartered in
Meryton, nothing but love, flirtation, and officers have been in
her head. She has been doing everything in her power by
thinking and talking on the subject, to give greater-- what shall
I call it? susceptibility to her feelings; which are naturally lively
enough. And we all know that Wickham has every charm of
person and address that can captivate a woman.

But you see that Jane,said her auntdoes not think so very
ill of Wickham as to believe him capable of the attempt.

Of whom does Jane ever think ill? And who is there, whatever
might be their former conduct, that she would think capable of


such an attempt, till it were proved against them? But Jane
knows, as well as I do, what Wickham really is. We both know
that he has been profligate in every sense of the word; that he
has neither integrity nor honour; that he is as false and deceitful
as he is insinuating.

And do you really know all this?cried Mrs. Gardinerwhose
curiosity as to the mode of her intelligence was all alive.

I do indeed,replied Elizabethcolouring. "I told youthe
other dayof his infamous behaviour to Mr. Darcy; and you
yourselfwhen last at Longbournheard in what manner he
spoke of the man who had behaved with such forbearance and
liberality towards him. And there are other circumstances which
I am not at liberty-- which it is not worth while to relate; but his
lies about the whole Pemberley family are endless. From what
he said of Miss Darcy I was thoroughly prepared to see a proud
reserveddisagreeable girl. Yet he knew to the contrary himself.
He must know that she was as amiable and unpretending as we
have found her."

But does Lydia know nothing of this? can she be ignorant of
what you and Jane seem so well to understand?

Oh, yes! that, that is the worst of all. Till I was in Kent, and
saw so much both of Mr. Darcy and his relation Colonel
Fitzwilliam, I was ignorant of the truth myself. And when I
returned home, the ----shire was to leave Meryton in a week or
fortnight's time. As that was the case, neither Jane, to whom I
related the whole, nor I, thought it necessary to make our
knowledge public; for of what use could it apparently be to any
one, that the good opinion which all the neighbourhood had of
him should then be overthrown? And even when it was settled
that Lydia should go with Mrs. Forster, the necessity of opening
her eyes to his character never occurred to me. That SHE could
be in any danger from the deception never entered my head.
That such a consequence as THIS could ensue, you may easily
believe, was far enough from my thoughts.

When they all removed to Brighton, therefore, you had no
reason, I suppose, to believe them fond of each other?

Not the slightest. I can remember no symptom of affection on
either side; and had anything of the kind been perceptible, you
must be aware that ours is not a family on which it could be
thrown away. When first he entered the corps, she was ready
enough to admire him; but so we all were. Every girl in or near
Meryton was out of her senses about him for the first two
months; but he never distinguished HER by any particular
attention; and, consequently, after a moderate period of
extravagant and wild admiration, her fancy for him gave way,
and others of the regiment, who treated her with more
distinction, again became her favourites.

It may be easily believedthat however little of novelty could be
added to their fearshopesand conjectureson this interesting
subjectby its repeated discussionno other could detain them
from it longduring the whole of the journey. From Elizabeth's
thoughts it was never absent. Fixed there by the keenest of all
anguishself-reproachshe could find no interval of ease or
forgetfulness.

They travelled as expeditiously as possibleandsleeping one


night on the roadreached Longbourn by dinner time the next
day. It was a comfort to Elizabeth to consider that Jane could
not have been wearied by long expectations.

The little Gardinersattracted by the sight of a chaisewere
standing on the steps of the house as they entered the paddock;
andwhen the carriage drove up to the doorthe joyful surprise
that lighted up their facesand displayed itself over their whole
bodiesin a variety of capers and friskswas the first pleasing
earnest of their welcome.

Elizabeth jumped out; andafter giving each of them a hasty
kisshurried into the vestibulewhere Janewho came running
down from her mother's apartmentimmediately met her.

Elizabethas she affectionately embraced herwhilst tears filled
the eyes of bothlost not a moment in asking whether anything
had been heard of the fugitives.

Not yet,replied Jane. "But now that my dear uncle is comeI
hope everything will be well."

Is my father in town?

Yes, he went on Tuesday, as I wrote you word.

And have you heard from him often?

We have heard only twice. He wrote me a few lines on
Wednesday to say that he had arrived in safety, and to give me
his directions, which I particularly begged him to do. He merely
added that he should not write again till he had something of
importance to mention.

And my mother-- how is she? How are you all?

My mother is tolerably well, I trust; though her spirits are
greatly shaken. She is upstairs and will have great satisfaction
in seeing you all. She does not yet leave her dressing-room.
Mary and Kitty are, thank Heaven, are quite well.

But you-- how are you?cried Elizabeth. "You look pale.
How much you must have gone through!"

Her sisterhoweverassured her of her being perfectly well; and
their conversationwhich had been passing while Mr. and Mrs.
Gardiner were engaged with their children. Was now put an end
to by the approach of the whole party. Jane ran to her uncle and
auntand welcomed and thanked them bothwith alternate
smiles and tears.

When they were all in the drawing-roomthe questions which
Elizabeth had already asked were of course repeated by the
othersand they soon found that Jane had no intelligence to
give. The sanguine hope of goodhoweverwhich the
benevolence of her heart suggested had not yet deserted her;
she still expected that it would all end welland that every
morning would bring some lettereither from Lydia or her
fatherto explain their proceedingsandperhapsannounce
their marriage.

Mrs. Bennetto whose apartment they all repairedafter a few
minutes' conversation togetherreceived them exactly as might
be expected; with tears and lamentations of regretinvectives


against the villainous conduct of Wickhamand complaints of
her own sufferings and ill-usage; blaming everybody but the
person to whose ill-judging indulgence the errors of her
daughter must principally be owing.

If I had been able,said sheto carry my point in going to
Brighton, with all my family, THIS would not have happened;
but poor dear Lydia had nobody to take care of her. Why did
the Forsters ever let her go out of their sight? I am sure there
was some great neglect or other on their side, for she is not the
kind of girl to do such a thing if she had been well looked after.
I always thought they were very unfit to have the charge of her;
but I was overruled, as I always am. Poor dear child! And now
here's Mr. Bennet gone away, and I know he will fight
Wickham, wherever he meets him and then he will be killed, and
what is to become of us all? The Collinses will turn us out
before he is cold in his grave, and if you are not kind to us,
brother, I do not know what we shall do.

They all exclaimed against such terrific ideas; and Mr. Gardiner
after general assurances of his affection for her and all her
familytold her that he meant to be in London the very next day
and would assist Mr. Bennet in every endeavour for recovering
Lydia.

Do not give way to useless alarm,added he; "though it is
right to be prepared for the worstthere is no occasion to look
on it a certain. It is not quite a week since they left Brighton.
In a few days more we may gain some news of them; and till we
know that they are not marriedand have no design of marrying
do not let us give the matter over as lost. As soon as I get to
town I shall go to my brotherand make him come home with
me to Gracechurch Street; and then we may consult together as
to what is to be done."

Oh! my dear brother,replied Mrs. Bennetthat is exactly
what I could most wish for. And now do, when you get to
town, find them out, wherever they may be; and if they are not
married already, MAKE them marry. And as for wedding
clothes, do not let them wait for that, but tell Lydia she shall
have as much money as she chooses to buy them, after they
are married. And, above all, keep Mr. Bennet from fighting.
Tell him what a dreadful state I am in, that I am frighted out
of my wits-- and have such tremblings, such flutterings, all
over me-- such spasms in my side and pains in my head, and
such beatings at heart, that I can get no rest by night nor by day.
And tell my dear Lydia not to give any directions about her
clothes till she has seen me, for she does not know which are
the best warehouses. Oh, brother, how kind you are! I know
you will contrive it all.

But Mr. Gardinerthough he assured her again of his earnest
endeavours in the causecould not avoid recommending
moderation to heras well in her hopes as her fear; and after
talking with her in this manner till dinner was on the tablethey
all left her to vent all her feelings on the housekeeperwho
attended in the absence of her daughters.

Though her brother and sister were persuaded that there was no
real occasion for such a seclusion from the familythey did not
attempt to oppose itfor they knew that she had not prudence
enough to hold her tongue before the servantswhile they
waited at tableand judged it better that ONE only of the
householdand the one whom they could most trust should


comprehend all her fears and solicitude on the subject.


In the dining-room they were soon joined by Mary and Kitty
who had been too busily engaged in their separate apartments
to make their appearance before. One came from her books
and the other from her toilette. The faces of bothhowever
were tolerably calm; and no change was visible in eitherexcept
that the loss of her favourite sisteror the anger which she had
herself incurred in this businesshad given more of fretfulness
than usual to the accents of Kitty. As for Maryshe was
mistress enough of herself to whisper to Elizabethwith a
countenance of grave reflectionsoon after they were seated at
table:


This is a most unfortunate affair, and will probably be much
talked of. But we must stem the tide of malice, and pour into
the wounded bosoms of each other the balm of sisterly
consolation.


Thenperceiving in Elizabeth no inclination of replyingshe
addedUnhappy as the event must be for Lydia, we may draw
from it this useful lesson: that loss of virtue in a female is
irretrievable; that one false step involves her in endless ruin;
that her reputation is no less brittle than it is beautiful; and that
she cannot be too much guarded in her behaviour towards the
undeserving of the other sex.


Elizabeth lifted up her eyes in amazementbut was too much
oppressed to make any reply. Maryhowevercontinued to
console herself with such kind of moral extractions from the evil
before them.


In the afternoonthe two elder Miss Bennets were able to be for
half-an-hour by themselves; and Elizabeth instantly availed
herself of the opportunity of making any inquirieswhich Jane
was equally eager to satisfy. After joining in general
lamentations over the dreadful sequel of this eventwhich
Elizabeth considered as all but certainand Miss Bennet could
not assert to be wholly impossiblethe former continued the
subjectby sayingBut tell me all and everything about it which
I have not already heard. Give me further particulars. What did
Colonel Forster say? Had they no apprehension of anything
before the elopement took place? They must have seen them
together for ever.


Colonel Forster did own that he had often suspected some
partiality, especially on Lydia's side, but nothing to give him any
alarm. I am so grieved for him! His behaviour was attentive and
kind to the utmost. He WAS coming to us, in order to assure us
of his concern, before he had any idea of their not being gone to
Scotland: when that apprehension first got abroad, it hastened
his journey.


And was Denny convinced that Wickham would not marry?
Did he know of their intending to go off? Had Colonel Forster
seen Denny himself?


Yes; but, when questioned by HIM, Denny denied knowing
anything of their plans, and would not give his real opinion
about it. He did not repeat his persuasion of their not
marrying-- and from THAT, I am inclined to hope, he might
have been misunderstood before.


And till Colonel Forster came himself, not one of you



entertained a doubt, I suppose, of their being really married?

How was it possible that such an idea should enter our brains?
I felt a little uneasy-- a little fearful of my sister's happiness with
him in marriage, because I knew that his conduct had not been
always quite right. My father and mother knew nothing of that;
they only felt how imprudent a match it must be. Kitty then
owned, with a very natural triumph on knowing more than the
rest of us, that in Lydia's last letter she had prepared her for
such a step. She had known, it seems, of their being in love with
each other, many weeks.

But not before they went to Brighton?

No, I believe not.

And did Colonel Forster appear to think well of Wickham
himself? Does he know he real character?

I must confess that he did not speak so well of Wickham as he
formerly did. He believed him to be imprudent and extravagant.
And since this sad affair has taken place, it is said that he left
Meryton greatly in debt; but I hope this may be false.

Oh, Jane, had we been less secret, had we told what we knew
of him, this could not have happened!

Perhaps it would have been better,replied her sister. "But to
expose the former faults of any person without knowing what
their present feelings wereseemed unjustifiable. We acted with
the best intentions."

Could Colonel Forster repeat the particulars of Lydia's note to
his wife?

He brought it with him for us to see.

Jane then took it from her pocket-bookand gave it to Elizabeth.
These were the contents:

MY DEAR HARRIET,-
You will laugh when you know where I am goneand I cannot
help laughing myself at your surprise to-morrow morningas
soon as I am missed. I am going to Gretna Greenand if you
cannot guess with whoI shall think you a simpletonfor there
is but one man in the world I loveand he is an angel. I should
never be happy without himso think it no harm to be off. You
need not send them word at Longbourn of my goingif you do
not like itfor it will make the surprise the greaterwhen I write
to them and sign my name 'Lydia Wickham.' What a good joke
it will be! I can hardly write for laughing. Pray make my
excuses to Pratt for not keeping my engagementand dancing
with him to-night. Tell him I hope he will excuse me when he
knows all; and tell him I will dance with him at the next ball we
meetwith great pleasure. I shall send for my clothes when I
get to Longbourn; but I wish you would tell Sally to mend a
great slit in my worked muslin gown before they are packed up.
Good-bye. Give my love to Colonel Forster. I hope you will
drink to our good journey. Your affectionate friend

Lydia Bennet.

Oh! thoughtless, thoughtless Lydia!cried Elizabeth when she
had finished it. What a letter is thisto be written at such a
moment! But at least it shows that SHE was serious on the


subject of their journey. Whatever he might afterwards
persuade her toit was not on her side a SCHEME of
infamy. My poor father! how he must have felt it!"

I never saw any one so shocked. He could not speak a word
for full ten minutes. My mother was taken ill immediatelyand
the whole house in such confusion!"

Oh! Jane,cried Elizabethwas there a servant belonging to it
who did not know the whole story before the end of the day?

I do not know. I hope there was. But to be guarded at such a
time is very difficult. My mother was in hysterics, and though I
endeavoured to give her every assistance in my power, I am
afraid I did not do so much as I might have done! But the
horror of what might possibly happen almost took from me
my faculties.

Your attendance upon her has been too much for you. You do
not look well. Oh that I had been with you! you have had every
care and anxiety upon yourself alone.

Mary and Kitty have been very kind, and would have shared in
every fatigue, I am sure; but I did not think it right for either of
them. Kitty is slight and delicate; and Mary studies so much,
that her hours of repose should not be broken in on. My aunt
Phillips came to Longbourn on Tuesday, after my father went
away; and was so good as to stay till Thursday with me. She
was of great use and comfort to us all. And Lady Lucas has
been very kind; she walked here on Wednesday morning to
condole with us, and offered her services, or any of her
daughters', if they should be of use to us.

She had better have stayed at home,cried Elizabeth; "perhaps
she MEANT wellbutunder such a misfortune as thisone
cannot see too little of one's neighbours. Assistance is
impossible; condolence insufferable. Let them triumph over us
at a distanceand be satisfied."

She then proceeded to inquire into the measures which her
father had intended to pursuewhile in townfor the recovery of
his daughter.

He meant I believe,replied Janeto go to Epsom, the place
where they last changed horses, see the postilions and try if
anything could be made out from them. His principal object
must be to discover the number of the hackney coach which
took them from Clapham. It had come with a fare from
London; and as he thought that the circumstance of a
gentleman and lady's removing from one carriage into another
might be remarked he meant to make inquiries at Clapham. If
he could anyhow discover at what house the coachman had
before set down his fare, he determined to make inquiries there,
and hoped it might not be impossible to find out the stand and
number of the coach. I do not know of any other designs that
he had formed; but he was in such a hurry to be gone, and his
spirits so greatly discomposed, that I had difficulty in finding
out even so much as this.

Chapter 48

The whole party were in hopes of a letter from Mr. Bennet the


next morningbut the post came in without bringing a single line
from him. His family knew him to beon all common occasions
a most negligent and dilatory correspondent; but at such a time
they had hoped for exertion. They were forced to conclude that
he had no pleasing intelligence to send; but even of THAT they
would have been glad to be certain. Mr. Gardiner had waited
only for the letters before he set off.
When he was gonethey were certain at least of receiving
constant information of what was going onand their uncle
promisedat partingto prevail on Mr. Bennet to return to
Longbournas soon as he couldto the great consolation of his
sisterwho considered it as the only security for her husband's
not being killed in a duel.

Mrs. Gardiner and the children were to remain in Hertfordshire
a few days longeras the former thought her presence might be
serviceable to her nieces. She shared in their attendance on Mrs.
Bennetand was a great comfort to them in their hours of
freedom. Their other aunt also visited them frequentlyand
alwaysas she saidwith the design of cheering and heartening
them up-- thoughas she never came without reporting some
fresh instance of Wickham's extravagance or irregularityshe
seldom went away without leaving them more dispirited than
she found them.

All Meryton seemed striving to blacken the man whobut three
months beforehad been almost an angel of light. He was
declared to be in debt to every tradesman in the placeand his
intrigues all honoured with the title of seductionhad been
extended into every tradesman's family. Everybody declared
that he was the wickedest young man in the world; and
everybody began to find out that they had always distrusted
the appearance of his goodness. Elizabeththough she did not
credit above half of what was saidbelieved enough to make
her former assurance of her sister's ruin more certain; and even
Janewho believed still less of itbecame almost hopelessmore
especially as the time was now come whenif they had gone to
Scotlandwhich she had never before entirely despaired ofthey
must in all probability have gained some news of them.

Mr. Gardiner left Longbourn on Sunday; on Tuesday his wife
received a letter from him; it told them thaton his arrivalhe
had immediately found out his brotherand persuaded him to
come to Gracechurch Street; that Mr. Bennet had been to
Epsom and Claphambefore his arrivalbut without gaining
any satisfactory information; and that he was now determined
to inquire at all the principal hotels in townas Mr. Bennet
thought it possible they might have gone to one of themon
their first coming to Londonbefore they procured lodgings.
Mr. Gardiner himself did not expect any success from this
measurebut as his brother was eager in ithe meant to assist
him in pursuing it. He added that Mr. Bennet seemed wholly
disinclined at present to leave London and promised to write
again very soon. There was also a postscript to this effect:

I have written to Colonel Forster to desire him to find out, if
possible, from some of the young man's intimates in the
regiment, whether Wickham has any relations or connections
who would be likely to know in what part of town he has now
concealed himself. If there were any one that one could apply
to with a probability of gaining such a clue as that, it might be
of essential consequence. At present we have nothing to guide
us. Colonel Forster will, I dare say, do everything in his power
to satisfy us on this head. But, on second thoughts, perhaps,


Lizzy could tell us what relations he has now living, better than
any other person.

Elizabeth was at no loss to understand from whence this
deference to her authority proceeded; but it was not in her
power to give any information of so satisfactory a nature as the
compliment deserved. She had never heard of his having had
any relationsexcept a father and motherboth of whom had
been dead many years. It was possiblehoweverthat some of
his companions in the ----shire might be able to give more
information; and though she was not very sanguine in expecting
itthe application was a something to look forward to.

Every day at Longbourn was now a day of anxiety; but the most
anxious part of each was when the post was expected. The
arrival of letters was the grand object of every morning's
impatience. Through letterswhatever of good or bad was to be
told would be communicatedand every succeeding day was
expected to bring some news of importance.

But before they heard again from Mr. Gardinera letter arrived
for their fatherfrom a different quarterfrom Mr. Collins;
whichas Jane had received directions to open all that came for
him in his absenceshe accordingly read; and Elizabethwho
knew what curiosities his letters always werelooked over her
and read it likewise. It was s follows:

MY DEAR SIR,-
I feel myself called uponby our relationshipand my situation in
lifeto condole with you on the grievous affliction you are now
suffering underof which we were yesterday informed by a letter
from Hertfordshire. Be assuredmy dear sirthat Mrs. Collins
and myself sincerely sympathise with you and all your
respectable familyin your present distresswhich must be of
the bitterest kindbecause proceeding from a cause which no

time can remove. No arguments shall be wanting on my part
that can alleviate so severe a misfortune-- or that may comfort
youunder a circumstance that must be of all others the most
afflicting to a parent's mind. The death of your daughter would
have been a blessing in comparison of this. And it is the more
to be lamentedbecause there is reason to suppose as my dear
Charlotte informs methat this licentiousness of behaviour in
your daughter has proceeded from a faulty degree of indulgence;
thoughat the same timefor the consolation of yourself and
Mrs. BennetI am inclined to think that her own disposition
must be naturally bador she could not be guilty of such an
enormityat so early an age. Howsoever that may beyou are
grievously to be pitied; in which opinion I am not only joined by
Mrs. Collinsbut likewise by Lady Catherine and her daughter
to whom I have related the affair. They agree with me in
apprehending that this false step in one daughter will be
injurious to the fortunes of all the others; for whoas Lady
Catherine herself condescendingly sayswill connect themselves
with such a family? And this consideration leads me moreover
to reflectwith augmented satisfactionon a certain event of last
November; for had it been otherwiseI must have been involved
in all your sorrow and disgrace. Let me then advise youdear
sirto console yourself as much as possibleto throw off your
unworthy child from your affection for everand leave her to
reap the fruits of her own heinous offense.-- I amdear siretc.
etc."

Mr. Gardiner did not write again till he had received an answer
from Colonel Forster; and then he had nothing of a pleasant


nature to send. It was not known that Wickham had a single
relationship with whom he kept up any connectionand it was
certain that he had no near one living. His former
acquaintances had been numerous; but since he had been in the
militiait did not appear that he was on terms of particular
friendship with any of them. There was no onethereforewho
could be pointed out as likely to give any news of him. And in
the wretched state of his own financesthere was a very
powerful motive for secrecyin addition to his fear of discovery
by Lydia's relationsfor it had just transpired that he had left
gaming debts behind him to a very considerable amount.
Colonel Forster believed that more than a thousand pounds
would be necessary to clear his expenses at Brighton. He owed
a good deal in townbut his debts of honour were still more
formidable. Mr. Gardiner did not attempt to conceal these
particulars from the Longbourn family. Jane heard them with
horror. "A gamester!" she cried. "This is wholly unexpected.
I had not an idea of it."

Mr. Gardiner added in his letterthat they might expect to see
their father at home on the following daywhich was Saturday.
Rendered spiritless by the ill-success of all their endeavourshe
had yielded to his brother-in-law's entreaty that he would return
to his familyand leave it to him to do whatever occasion might
suggest to be advisable for continuing their pursuit. When Mrs.
Bennet was told of thisshe did not express so much satisfaction
as her children expectedconsidering what her anxiety for his
life had been before.

What, is he coming home, and without poor Lydia?she cried.
Sure he will not leave London before he has found them. Who
is to fight Wickham, and make him marry her, if he comes
away?

As Mrs. Gardiner began to wish to be at homeit was settled
that she and the children should go to Londonat the same time
that Mr. Bennet came from it. The coachthereforetook them
the first stage of their journeyand brought its master back to
Longbourn.

Mrs. Gardiner went away in all the perplexity about Elizabeth
and her Derbyshire friend that had attended her from that part
of the world. His name had never been voluntarily mentioned
before them by her niece; and the kind of half-expectation which
Mrs. Gardiner had formedof their being followed by a letter
from himhad ended in nothing. Elizabeth had received none
since her return that could come from Pemberley.

The present unhappy state of the family rendered any other
excuse for the lowness of her spirits unnecessary; nothing
thereforecould be fairly conjectured from THATthough
Elizabethwho was by this time tolerably well acquainted with
her own feelingswas perfectly aware thathad she known
nothing of Darcyshe could have borne the dread of Lydia's
infamy somewhat better. It would have spared hershe thought
one sleepless night out of two.

When Mr. Bennet arrivedhe had all the appearance of his usual
philosophic composure. He said as little as he had ever been in
the habit of saying; made no mention of the business that had
taken him awayand it was some time before his daughters had
courage to speak of it.

It was not till the afternoonwhen he had joined them at tea


that Elizabeth ventured to introduce the subject; and thenon
her briefly expressing her sorrow for what he must have
enduredhe repliedSay nothing of that. Who should suffer
but myself? It has been my own doing, and I ought to feel it.

You must not be too severe upon yourself,replied Elizabeth.

You may well warn me against such an evil. Human nature is
so prone to fall into it! No, Lizzy, let me once in my life feel
how much I have been to blame. I am not afraid of being
overpowered by the impression. It will pass away soon enough.

Do you suppose them to be in London?

Yes; where else can they be so well concealed?

And Lydia used to want to go to London,added Kitty.

She is happy then,said her father drily; "and her residence
there will probably be of some duration."

Then after a short silence he continued:

Lizzy, I bear you no ill-will for being justified in your advice to
me last May, which, considering the event, shows some
greatness of mind.

They were interrupted by Miss Bennetwho came to fetch her
mother's tea.

This is a parade,he criedwhich does one good; it gives such
an elegance to misfortune! Another day I will do the same; I
will sit in my library, in my nightcap and powdering gown, and
give as much trouble as I can; or, perhaps, I may defer it till
Kitty runs away.

I am not going to run away, papa,said Kitty fretfully. "If I
should ever go to BrightonI would behave better than Lydia."

YOU go to Brighton. I would not trust you so near it as
Eastbourne for fifty pounds! No, Kitty, I have at last learnt to
be cautious, and you will feel the effects of it. No officer is ever
to enter into my house again, nor even to pass through the
village. Balls will be absolutely prohibited, unless you stand up
with one of your sisters. And you are never to stir out of doors
till you can prove that you have spent ten minutes of every day
in a rational manner.

Kittywho took all these threats in a serious lightbegan to cry.

Well, well,said hedo not make yourself unhappy. If you
are a good girl for the next ten years, I will take you to a review
at the end of them.

Chapter 49

Two days after Mr. Bennet's returnas Jane and Elizabeth were


walking together in the shrubbery behind the housethey saw
the housekeeper coming towards themandconcluding that she
came to call them to their motherwent forward to meet her;
butinstead of the expected summonswhen they approached
hershe said to Miss BennetI beg your pardon, madam, for
interrupting you, but I was in hopes you might have got some
good news from town, so I took the liberty of coming to ask.

What do you mean, Hill? We have heard nothing from town.

Dear madam,cried Mrs. Hillin great astonishmentdon't
you know there is an express come for master from Mr.
Gardiner? He has been here this half-hour, and master has had
a letter.

Away ran the girlstoo eager to get in to have time for speech.
They ran through the vestibule into the breakfast-room; from
thence to the library; their father was in neither; and they were
on the point of seeking him upstairs with their motherwhen
they were met by the butlerwho said:

If you are looking for my master, ma'am, he is walking
towards the little copse.

Upon this informationthey instantly passed through the hall
once moreand ran across the lawn after their fatherwho was
deliberately pursuing his way towards a small wood on one side
of the paddock.

Janewho was not so light nor so much in the habit of running
as Elizabethsoon lagged behindwhile her sisterpanting for
breathcame up with himand eagerly cried out:

Oh, papa, what news-- what news? Have you heard from my
uncle?

Yes I have had a letter from him by express.

Well, and what news does it bring-- good or bad?

What is there of good to be expected?said hetaking the
letter from his pocket. "But perhaps you would like to read it."

Elizabeth impatiently caught it from his hand. Jane now came
up.

Read it aloud,said their fatherfor I hardly know myself what
it is about.

Gracechurch Street, Monday,

August 2.
MY DEAR BROTHER-"
At last I am able to send you some tidings of my nieceand
such asupon the wholeI hope it will give you satisfaction.
Soon after you left me on SaturdayI was fortunate enough to
find out in what part of London they were. The particulars I
reserve till we meet; it is enough to know they are discovered.
I have seen them both-- "

Then it is as I always hoped,cried Jane; "they are married!"

Elizabeth read on:

I have seen them both. They are not married, nor can I find


there was any intention of being so; but if you are willing to
perform the engagements which I have ventured to make on
your side, I hope it will not be long before they are. All that is
required of you is, to assure to your daughter, by settlement, her
equal share of the five thousand pounds secured among your
children after the decease of yourself and my sister; and,
moreover, to enter into an engagement of allowing her, during
your life, one hundred pounds per annum. These are conditions
which, considering everything, I had no hesitation in complying
with, as far as I thought myself privileged, for you. I shall send
this by express, that no time may be lost in bringing me your
answer. You will easily comprehend, from these particulars,
that Mr. Wickham's circumstances are not so hopeless as they
are generally believed to be. The world has been deceived in
that respect; and I am happy to say there will be some little
money, even when all his debts are discharged, to settle on my
niece, in addition to her own fortune. If, as I conclude will be
the case, you send me full powers to act in your name
throughout the whole of this business, I will immediately give
directions to Haggerston for preparing a proper settlement.
There will not be the smallest occasion for your coming to town
again; therefore stay quiet at Longbourn, and depend on my
diligence and care. Send back your answer as fast as you can,
and be careful to write explicitly. We have judged it best that
my niece should be married from this house, of which I hope
you will approve. She comes to us to-day. I shall write again as
soon as anything more is determined on. Yours, etc.,

EDW. GARDINER."

Is it possible?cried Elizabethwhen she had finished. "Can it
be possible that he will marry her?"

Wickham is not so undeserving, then, as we thought him,said
her sister. "My dear fatherI congratulate you."

And have you answered the letter?cried Elizabeth.

No; but it must be done soon.

Most earnestly did she then entreaty him to lose no more time
before he wrote.

Oh! my dear father,she criedcome back and write
immediately. Consider how important every moment is in such
a case.

Let me write for you,said Janeif you dislike the trouble
yourself.

I dislike it very much,he replied; "but it must be done."

And so sayinghe turned back with themand walked towards
the house.

And may I ask--said Elizabeth; "but the termsI suppose
must be complied with."

Complied with! I am only ashamed of his asking so little.

And they MUST marry! Yet he is SUCH a man!

Yes, yes, they must marry. There is nothing else to be done.
But there are two things that I want very much to know; one is,
how much money your uncle has laid down to bring it about;


and the other, how am I ever to pay him.

Money! My uncle!cried Janewhat do you mean, sir?

I mean, that no man in his senses would marry Lydia on so
slight a temptation as one hundred a year during my life, and
fifty after I am gone.

That is very true,said Elizabeth; "though it had not occurred
to me before. His debts to be dischargedand something still to
remain! Oh! it must be my uncle's doings! Generousgood
manI am afraid he has distressed himself. A small sum could
not do all this."

No,said her father; "Wickham's a fool if he takes her with a
farthing less than ten thousand pounds. I should be sorry to
think so ill of himin the very beginning of our relationship."

Ten thousand pounds! Heaven forbid! How is half such a
sum to be repaid?

Mr. Bennet made no answerand each of themdeep in thought
continued silent till they reached the house. Their father then
went on to the library to writeand the girls walked into the
breakfast-room.

And they are really to be married!cried Elizabethas soon
as they were by themselves. "How strange this is! And for
THIS we are to be thankful. That they should marrysmall as
is their chance of happinessand wretched as is his character
we are forced to rejoice. OhLydia!"

I comfort myself with thinking,replied Janethat he certainly
would not marry Lydia if he had not a real regard for her.
Though our kind uncle has done something towards clearing
him, I cannot believe that ten thousand pounds, or anything like
it, has been advanced. He has children of his own, and may
have more. How could he spare half ten thousand pounds?

If he were ever able to learn what Wickham's debts have been,
said Elizabethand how much is settled on his side on our
sister, we shall exactly know what Mr. Gardiner has done for
them, because Wickham has not sixpence of his own. The
kindness of my uncle and aunt can never be requited. Their
taking her home, and affording her their personal protection and
countenance, is such a sacrifice to her advantage as years of
gratitude cannot enough acknowledge. By this time she is
actually with them! If such goodness does not make her
miserable now, she will never deserve to be happy! What a
meeting for her, when she first sees my aunt!

We must endeavour to forget all that has passed on either side,
said Jane: "I hope and trust they will yet be happy. His
consenting to marry her is a proofI will believethat he is come
to a right way of thinking. Their mutual affection will steady
them; and I flatter myself they will settle so quietlyand live in
so rational a manneras may in time make their past imprudence
forgotten."

Their conduct has been such,replied Elizabethas neither
you, nor I, nor anybody can ever forget. It is useless to talk of
it.

It now occurred to the girls that their mother was in all


likelihood perfectly ignorant of what had happened. They went
to the librarythereforeand asked their father whether he would
not wish them to make it known to her. He was writing and
without raising his headcoolly replied:


Just as you please.


May we take my uncle's letter to read to her?


Take whatever you like, and get away.


Elizabeth took the letter from his writing-tableand they went
upstairs together. Mary and Kitty were both with Mrs. Bennet:
one communication wouldthereforedo for all. After a slight
preparation for good newsthe letter was read aloud. Mrs.
Bennet could hardly contain herself. As soon as Jane had read
Mr. Gardiner's hope of Lydia's being soon marriedher joy
burst forthand every following sentence added to its
exuberance. She was now in an irritation as violent from
delightas she had ever been fidgety from alarm and vexation.
To know that her daughter would be married was enough. She
was disturbed by no fear for her felicitynor humbled by any
remembrance of her misconduct.


My dear, dear Lydia!she cried. "This is delightful indeed!
She will be married! I shall see her again! She will be married at
sixteen! My goodkind brother! I knew how it would be. I
knew he would manage everything! How I long to see her! and
to see dear Wickham too! But the clothesthe wedding clothes!
I will write to my sister Gardiner about them directly. Lizzy
my dearrun down to your fatherand ask him how much he will
give her. StaystayI will go myself. Ring the bellKittyfor
Hill. I will put on my things in a moment. My deardear Lydia!
How merry we shall be together when we meet!"


Her eldest daughter endeavoured to give some relief to the
violence of these transportsby leading her thoughts to the
obligations which Mr. Gardiner's behaviour laid them all under.


For we must attribute this happy conclusion,she addedin a
great measure to his kindness. We are persuaded that he has
pledged himself to assist Mr. Wickham with money.


Well,cried her motherit is all very right; who should do it
but her own uncle? If he had not had a family of his own, I and
my children must have had all his money, you know; and it is the
first time we have ever had anything from him, except a few
presents. Well! I am so happy! In a short time I shall have a
daughter married. Mrs. Wickham! How well it sounds! And
she was only sixteen last June. My dear Jane, I am in such a
flutter, that I am sure I can't write; so I will dictate, and you
write for me. We will settle with your father about the money
afterwards; but the things should be ordered immediately.


She was then proceeding to all the particulars of calicomuslin
and cambricand would shortly have dictated some very
plentiful ordershad not Janethough with some difficulty
persuaded her to wait till her father was at leisure to be
consulted. One day's delayshe observedwould be of small
importance; and her mother was too happy to be quite so
obstinate as usual. Other schemestoocame into her head.


I will go to Meryton,said sheas soon as I am dressed, and
tell the good, good news to my sister Philips. And as I come



back, I can call on Lady Lucas and Mrs. Long. Kitty, run down
and order the carriage. An airing would do me a great deal of
good, I am sure. Girls, can I do anything for you in Meryton?
Oh! Here comes Hill! My dear Hill, have you heard the good
news? Miss Lydia is going to be married; and you shall all have
a bowl of punch to make merry at her wedding.

Mrs. Hill began instantly to express her joy. Elizabeth received
her congratulations amongst the restand thensick of this folly
took refuge in her own roomthat she might think with freedom.

Poor Lydia's situation mustat bestbe bad enough; but that it
was no worseshe had need to be thankful. She felt it so; and
thoughin looking forwardneither rational happiness nor
worldly prosperity could be justly expected for her sisterin
looking back to what they had fearedonly two hours agoshe
felt all the advantages of what they had gained.

Chapter 50

Mr. Bennet had very often wished before this period of his life
thatinstead of spending his whole incomehe had laid by an
annual sum for the better provision of his childrenand of his
wifeif she survived him. He now wished it more than ever.
Had he done his duty in that respectLydia need not have been
indebted to her uncle for whatever of honour or credit could
now be purchased for her. The satisfaction of prevailing on one
of the most worthless young men in Great Britain to be her
husband might then have rested in its proper place.

He was seriously concerned that a cause of so little advantage to
anyone should be forwarded at the sole expense of his
brother-in-lawand he was determinedif possibleto find out
the extent of his assistanceand to discharge the obligation as
soon as he could.

When first Mr. Bennet had marriedeconomy was held to be
perfectly uselessforof coursethey were to have a son. The
son was to join in cutting off the entailas soon as he should be
of ageand the widow and younger children would by that
means be provided for. Five daughters successively entered the
worldbut yet the son was to come; and Mrs. Bennetfor many
years after Lydia's birthhad been certain that he would. This
event had at last been despaired ofbut it was then too late to be
saving. Mrs. Bennet had no turn for economyand her
husband's love of independence had alone prevented their
exceeding their income.

Five thousand pounds was settled by marriage articles on Mrs.
Bennet and the children. But in what proportions it should be
divided amongst the latter depended on the will of the parents.
This was one pointwith regard to Lydiaat leastwhich was
now to be settledand Mr. Bennet could have no hesitation in
acceding to the proposal before him. In terms of grateful
acknowledgment for the kindness of his brotherthough
expressed most conciselyhe then delivered on paper his perfect
approbation of all that was doneand his willingness to fulfil the


engagements that had been made for him. He had never before
supposed thatcould Wickham be prevailed on to marry his
daughterit would be done with so little inconvenience to
himself as by the present arrangement. He would scarcely be
ten pounds a year the loser by the hundred that was to be paid
them; forwhat with her board and pocket allowanceand the
continual presents in money which passed to her through her
mother's handsLydia's expenses had been very little within
that sum.

That it would be done with such trifling exertion on his side
toowas another very welcome surprise; for his wish at present
was to have as little trouble in the business as possible. When
the first transports of rage which had produced his activity in
seeking her were overhe naturally returned to all his former
indolence. His letter was soon dispatched; forthough dilatory
in undertaking businesshe was quick in its execution. He
begged to know further particulars of what he was indebted to
his brotherbut was too angry with Lydia to send any message
to her.

The good news spread quickly through the houseand with
proportionate speed through the neighbourhood. It was borne
in the latter with decent philosophy. To be sureit would have
been more for the advantage of conversation had Miss Lydia
Bennet come upon the town; oras the happiest alternative
been secluded from the worldin some distant farmhouse. But
there was much to be talked of in marrying her; and the
good-natured wishes for her well-doing which had proceeded
before from all the spiteful old ladies in Meryton lost but a little
of their spirit in this change of circumstancesbecause with such
an husband her misery was considered certain.

It was a fortnight since Mrs. Bennet had been downstairs; but on
this happy day she again took her seat at the head of her table
and in spirits oppressively high. No sentiment of shame gave a
damp to her triumph. The marriage of a daughterwhich had
been the first object of her wishes since Jane was sixteenwas
now on the point of accomplishmentand her thoughts and her
words ran wholly on those attendants of elegant nuptialsfine
muslinsnew carriagesand servants. She was busily searching
through the neighbourhood for a proper situation for her
daughterandwithout knowing of considering what their
income might berejected many as deficient in size and
importance.

Haye Park might do,said sheif the Gouldings could quit it-or
the great house at Stoke, if the drawing-room were larger;
but Ashworth is too far off! I could not bear to have her ten
miles from me; and as for Pulvis Lodge, the attics are dreadful.

Her husband allowed her to talk on without interruption while
the servants remained. But when they had withdrawnhe said
to her: "Mrs. Bennetbefore you take any or all of these houses
for your son and daughterlet us come to a right understanding.
Into ONE house in this neighbourhood they shall never have
admittance. I will not encourage the impudence of eitherby
receiving them at Longbourn."

A long dispute followed this declaration; but Mr. Bennet was
firm. It soon led to another; and Mrs. Bennet foundwith
amazement and horrorthat her husband would not advance a
guinea to buy clothes for his daughter. He protested that she
should receive from him no mark of affection whatever on the


occasion. Mrs. Bennet could hardly comprehend it. That his
anger could be carried to such a point of inconceivable
resentment as to refuse his daughter a privilege without which
her marriage would scarcely seem validexceeded all she could
believe possible. She was more alive to the disgrace which her
want of new clothes must reflect on her daughter's nuptialsthan
to any sense of shame at her eloping and living with Wickham a
fortnight before they took place.

Elizabeth was now most heartily sorry that she hadfrom the
distress of the momentbeen led to make Mr. Darcy acquainted
with their fears for her sister; for since her marriage would
so shortly give the proper termination to the elopementthey
might hope to conceal its unfavourable beginning from all those
who were not immediately on the spot.

She had no fear of its spreading farther through his means.
There were few people on whose secrecy she would have more
confidently depended; butat the same timethere was no one
whose knowledge of a sister's frailty would have mortified her
so much-- nothoweverfrom any fear of disadvantage from it
individually to herselfforat any ratethere seemed a gulf
impassable between them. Had Lydia's marriage been
concluded on the most honourable termsit was not to be
supposed that Mr. Darcy would connect himself with a family
whereto every other objectionwould now be added an
alliance and relationship of the nearest kind with a man whom
he so justly scorned.

>From such a connection she could not wonder that he would
shrink. The wish of procuring her regardwhich she had
assured herself of his feeling in Derbyshirecould not in rational
expectation survive such a blow as this. She was humbledshe
was grieved; she repentedthough she hardly knew of what.
She became jealous of his esteemwhen she could no longer
hope to be benefited by it. She wanted to hear of himwhen
there seemed the least chance of gaining intelligence. She was
convinced that she could have been happy with himwhen it
was no longer likely they should meet.

What a triumph for himas she often thoughtcould he know
that the proposals which she had proudly spurned only four
months agowould now have been most gladly and gratefully
received! He was as generousshe doubted notas the most
generous of his sex; but while he was mortalthere must be a
triumph.

She began now to comprehend that he was exactly the man
whoin disposition and talentswould most suit her. His
understanding and temperthough unlike her ownwould have
answered all her wishes. It was an union that must have been to
the advantage of both: by her ease and livelinesshis mind might
have been softenedhis manners improved; and from his
judgementinformationand knowledge of the worldshe must
have received benefit of greater importance.

But no such happy marriage could now teach the admiring
multitude what connubial felicity really was. An union of a
different tendencyand precluding the possibility of the other
was soon to be formed in their family.

How Wickham and Lydia were to be supported in tolerable
independenceshe could not imagine. But how little of
permanent happiness could belong to a couple who were only


brought together because their passions were stronger than their
virtueshe could easily conjecture.

Mr. Gardiner soon wrote again to his brother. To Mr. Bennet's
acknowledgments he briefly repliedwith assurance of his
eagerness to promote the welfare of any of his family; and
concluded with entreaties that the subject might never be
mentioned to him again. The principal purport of his letter was
to inform them that Mr. Wickham had resolved on quitting the
militia.

It was greatly my wish that he should do so,he addedas
soon as his marriage was fixed on. And I think you will agree
with me, in considering the removal from that corps as highly
advisable, both on his account and my niece's. It is Mr.
Wickham's intention to go into the regulars; and among his
former friends, there are still some who are able and willing to
assist him in the army. He has the promise of an ensigncy in
General ----'s regiment, now quartered in the North. It is an
advantage to have it so far from this part of the kingdom. He
promises fairly; and I hope among different people, where they
may each have a character to preserve, they will both be more
prudent. I have written to Colonel Forster, to inform him of our
present arrangements, and to request that he will satisfy the
various creditors of Mr. Wickham in and near Brighton, with
assurances of speedy payment, for which I have pledged myself.
And will you give yourself the trouble of carrying similar
assurances to his creditors in Meryton, of whom I shall subjoin a
list according to his information? He has given in all his debts; I
hope at least he has not deceived us. Haggerston has our
directions, and all will be completed in a week. They will then
join his regiment, unless they are first invited to Longbourn; and
I understand from Mrs. Gardiner, that my niece is very desirous
of seeing you all before she leaves the South. She is well, and
begs to be dutifully remembered to you and your mother.--
Yours, etc.,

E. GARDINER."

Mr. Bennet and his daughters saw all the advantages of
Wickham's removal from the ----shire as clearly as Mr.
Gardiner could do. But Mrs. Bennet was not so well pleased
with it. Lydia's being settled in the Northjust when she had
expected most pleasure and pride in her companyfor she had
by no means given up her plan of their residing in Hertfordshire
was a severe disappointment; andbesidesit was such a pity
that Lydia should be taken from a regiment where she was
acquainted with everybodyand had so many favourites.

She is so fond of Mrs. Forster, said sheit will be quite
shocking to send her away! And there are several of the young
men, too, that she likes very much. The officers may not be so
pleasant in General ----'s regiment.

His daughter's requestfor such it might be consideredof being
admitted into her family again before she set off for the North
received at first an absolute negative. But Jane and Elizabeth
who agreed in wishingfor the sake of their sister's feelings and
consequencethat she should be noticed on her marriage by her
parentsurged him so earnestly yet so rationally and so mildly
to receive her and her husband at Longbournas soon as they
were marriedthat he was prevailed on to think as they thought
and act as they wished. And their mother had the satisfaction
of knowing that she would be able to show her married
daughter in the neighbourhood before she was banished to the


North. When Mr. Bennet wrote again to his brothertherefore
he sent his permission for them to come; and it was settledthat
as soon as the ceremony was overthey should proceed to
Longbourn. Elizabeth was surprisedhoweverthat Wickham
should consent to such a schemeand had she consulted only
her own inclinationany meeting with him would have been the
last object of her wishes.

CHAPTER 51

THEIR sister's wedding day arrived; and Jane and Elizabeth felt
for her probably more than she felt for herself. The carriage
was sent to meet them at ----and they were to return in it by
dinner-time. Their arrival was dreaded by the elder Miss
Bennetsand Jane more especiallywho gave Lydia the feelings
which would have attended herselfhad she been the culprit
and was wretched in the thought of what her sister must endure.

They came. The family were assembled in the breakfast room to
receive them. Smiles decked the face of Mrs. Bennet as the
carriage drove up to the door; her husband looked impenetrably
grave; her daughtersalarmedanxiousuneasy.

Lydia's voice was heard in the vestibule; the door was thrown
openand she ran into the room. Her mother stepped forwards
embraced herand welcomed her with rapture; gave her hand
with an affectionate smileto Wickhamwho followed his lady;
and wished them both joy with an alacrity which shewed no doubt
of their happiness.

Their reception from Mr. Bennetto whom they then turned
was not quite so cordial. His countenance rather gained in
austerity; and he scarcely opened his lips. The easy
assurance of the young coupleindeedwas enough to provoke
him. Elizabeth was disgustedand even Miss Bennet was
shocked. Lydia was Lydia still; untamedunabashedwild
noisyand fearless. She turned from sister to sister
demanding their congratulations; and when at length they all
sat downlooked eagerly round the roomtook notice of some
little alteration in itand observedwith a laughthat it
was a great while since she had been there.

Wickham was not at all more distressed than herselfbut his
manners were always so pleasingthat had his character and his
marriage been exactly what they oughthis smiles and his easy
addresswhile he claimed their relationshipwould have
delighted them all. Elizabeth had not before believed him
quite equal to such assurance; but she sat downresolving
within herself to draw no limits in future to the impudence of
an impudent man. She blushedand Jane blushed; but the
cheeks of the two who caused their confusion suffered no
variation of colour.

There was no want of discourse. The bride and her mother could
neither of them talk fast enough; and Wickhamwho happened to
sit near Elizabethbegan enquiring after his acquaintance in
that neighbourhoodwith a good humoured ease which she felt
very unable to equal in her replies. They seemed each of them
to have the happiest memories in the world. Nothing of the
past was recollected with pain; and Lydia led voluntarily to
subjects which her sisters would not have alluded to for the
world.


Only think of its being three months,she criedsince I
went away; it seems but a fortnight I declare; and yet there
have been things enough happened in the time. Good gracious!
when I went away, I am sure I had no more idea of being married
till I came back again! though I thought it would be very good
fun if I was.

Her father lifted up his eyes. Jane was distressed. Elizabeth
looked expressively at Lydia; but shewho never heard nor saw
any thing of which she chose to be insensiblegaily continued
Oh! mamma, do the people here abouts know I am married
to-day? I was afraid they might not; and we overtook William
Goulding in his curricle, so I was determined he should know
it, and so I let down the side-glass next to him, and took off
my glove, and let my hand just rest upon the window frame, so
that he might see the ring, and then I bowed and smiled like
any thing.

Elizabeth could bear it no longer. She got upand ran out of
the room; and returned no moretill she heard them passing
through the hall to the dining parlour. She then joined them
soon enough to see Lydiawith anxious paradewalk up to her
mother's right handand hear her say to her eldest sister
Ah! Jane, I take your place now, and you must go lower,
because I am a married woman.

It was not to be supposed that time would give Lydia that
embarrassment from which she had been so wholly free at first.
Her ease and good spirits increased. She longed to see Mrs.
Phillipsthe Lucasesand all their other neighboursand to
hear herself called "Mrs. Wickham" by each of them; and in the
mean timeshe went after dinner to shew her ringand boast of
being marriedto Mrs. Hill and the two housemaids.

Well, mamma,said shewhen they were all returned to the
breakfast roomand what do you think of my husband? Is not
he a charming man? I am sure my sisters must all envy me. I
only hope they may have half my good luck. They must all go to
Brighton. That is the place to get husbands. What a pity it
is, mamma, we did not all go.

Very true; and if I had my will, we should. But my dear
Lydia, I don't at all like your going such a way off. Must it
be so?

Oh, lord! yes; -- there is nothing in that. I shall like it
of all things. You and papa, and my sisters, must come down
and see us. We shall be at Newcastle all the winter, and I
dare say there will be some balls, and I will take care to get
good partners for them all.

I should like it beyond any thing!said her mother.

And then when you go away, you may leave one or two of my
sisters behind you; and I dare say I shall get husbands for
them before the winter is over.

I thank you for my share of the favour,said Elizabeth;
but I do not particularly like your way of getting husbands.

Their visitors were not to remain above ten days with them.
Mr. Wickham had received his commission before he left London
and he was to join his regiment at the end of a fortnight.


No one but Mrs. Bennet regretted that their stay would be so
short; and she made the most of the time by visiting about with
her daughterand having very frequent parties at home. These
parties were acceptable to all; to avoid a family circle was
even more desirable to such as did thinkthan such as did not.

Wickham's affection for Lydia was just what Elizabeth had
expected to find it; not equal to Lydia's for him. She had
scarcely needed her present observation to be satisfiedfrom
the reason of thingsthat their elopement had been brought on
by the strength of her loverather than by his; and she would
have wondered whywithout violently caring for herhe chose
to elope with her at allhad she not felt certain that his
flight was rendered necessary by distress of circumstances; and
if that were the casehe was not the young man to resist an
opportunity of having a companion.

Lydia was exceedingly fond of him. He was her dear Wickham on
every occasion; no one was to be put in competition with him.
He did every thing best in the world; and she was sure he would
kill more birds on the first of Septemberthan any body else
in the country.

One morningsoon after their arrivalas she was sitting with
her two elder sistersshe said to Elizabeth

Lizzy, I never gave you an account of my wedding, I believe.
You were not by, when I told mamma and the others all about it.
Are not you curious to hear how it was managed?

No really,replied Elizabeth; "I think there cannot be too
little said on the subject."

La! You are so strange! But I must tell you how it went off.
We were married, you know, at St. Clement's, because Wickham's
lodgings were in that parish. And it was settled that we
should all be there by eleven o'clock. My uncle and aunt and I
were to go together; and the others were to meet us at the
church. Well, Monday morning came, and I was in such a fuss!
I was so afraid, you know, that something would happen to put
it off, and then I should have gone quite distracted. And
there was my aunt, all the time I was dressing, preaching and
talking away just as if she was reading a sermon. However, I
did not hear above one word in ten, for I was thinking, you may
suppose, of my dear Wickham. I longed to know whether he would
be married in his blue coat.

Well, and so we breakfasted at ten as usual; I thought it
would never be over; for, by the bye, you are to understand,
that my uncle and aunt were horrid unpleasant all the time I
was with them. If you'll believe me, I did not once put my
foot out of doors, though I was there a fortnight. Not one
party, or scheme, or any thing. To be sure London was rather
thin, but, however, the Little Theatre was open. Well, and so
just as the carriage came to the door, my uncle was called away
upon business to that horrid man Mr. Stone. And then, you
know, when once they get together, there is no end of it.
Well, I was so frightened I did not know what to do, for my
uncle was to give me away; and if we were beyond the hour, we
could not be married all day. But, luckily, he came back again
in ten minutes' time, and then we all set out. However, I
recollected afterwards that if he had been prevented going,
the wedding need not be put off, for Mr. Darcy might have done
as well.


Mr. Darcy!repeated Elizabethin utter amazement.

Oh, yes! -- he was to come there with Wickham, you know, But
gracious me! I quite forgot! I ought not to have said a word
about it. I promised them so faithfully! What will Wickham
say? It was to be such a secret!

If it was to be secret,said Janesay not another word on
the subject. You may depend upon my seeking no further.

Oh! certainly,said Elizabeththough burning with
curiosity; "we will ask you no questions."

Thank you,said Lydiafor if you did, I should certainly
tell you all, and then Wickham would be angry.

On such encouragement to askElizabeth was forced to put it
out of her powerby running away.

But to live in ignorance on such a point was impossible; or at
least it was impossible not to try for information. Mr. Darcy
had been at her sister's wedding. It was exactly a sceneand
exactly among peoplewhere he had apparently least to doand
least temptation to go. Conjectures as to the meaning of it
rapid and wildhurried into her brain; but she was satisfied
with none. Those that best pleased heras placing his conduct
in the noblest lightseemed most improbable. She could not
bear such suspense; and hastily seizing a sheet of paperwrote
a short letter to her auntto request an explanation of what
Lydia had droptif it were compatible with the secrecy which
had been intended.

You may readily comprehend,she addedwhat my curiosity
must be to know how a person unconnected with any of us, and
(comparatively speaking) a stranger to our family, should have
been amongst you at such a time. Pray write instantly, and let
me understand it -- unless it is, for very cogent reasons, to
remain in the secrecy which Lydia seems to think necessary; and
then I must endeavour to be satisfied with ignorance.

Not that I shall, though,she added to herselfas she
finished the letter; "and my dear auntif you do not tell me
in an honourable mannerI shall certainly be reduced to tricks
and stratagems to find it out."

Jane's delicate sense of honour would not allow her to speak to
Elizabeth privately of what Lydia had let fall; Elizabeth was
glad of it; -- till it appeared whether her inquiries would
receive any satisfactionshe had rather be without a
confidante.

CHAPTER 52

ELIZABETH had the satisfaction of receiving an answer to her
letter as soon as she possibly could. She was no sooner in
possession of it thanhurrying into the little copsewhere
she was least likely to be interruptedshe sat down on one of
the benches and prepared to be happy; for the length of the
letter convinced her that it did not contain a denial.

Gracechurch-street, Sept. 6.


MY DEAR NIECE,

I have just received your letter, and shall devote this whole
morning to answering it, as I foresee that a little writing
will not comprise what I have to tell you. I must confess
myself surprised by your application; I did not expect it from
you. Don't think me angry, however, for I only mean to let
you know that I had not imagined such enquiries to be necessary
on your side. If you do not choose to understand me, forgive
my impertinence. Your uncle is as much surprised as I am -and
nothing but the belief of your being a party concerned
would have allowed him to act as he has done. But if you are
really innocent and ignorant, I must be more explicit. On the
very day of my coming home from Longbourn, your uncle had a
most unexpected visitor. Mr. Darcy called, and was shut up
with him several hours. It was all over before I arrived; so
my curiosity was not so dreadfully racked as your's seems to
have been. He came to tell Mr. Gardiner that he had found out
where your sister and Mr. Wickham were, and that he had seen
and talked with them both; Wickham repeatedly, Lydia once.
From what I can collect, he left Derbyshire only one day after
ourselves, and came to town with the resolution of hunting for
them. The motive professed was his conviction of its being
owing to himself that Wickham's worthlessness had not been so
well known as to make it impossible for any young woman of
character to love or confide in him. He generously imputed the
whole to his mistaken pride, and confessed that he had before
thought it beneath him to lay his private actions open to the
world. His character was to speak for itself. He called it,
therefore, his duty to step forward, and endeavour to remedy an
evil which had been brought on by himself. If he had
another motive, I am sure it would never disgrace him. He
had been some days in town, before he was able to discover
them; but he had something to direct his search, which was more
than we had; and the consciousness of this was another reason
for his resolving to follow us. There is a lady, it seems, a
Mrs. Younge, who was some time ago governess to Miss Darcy, and
was dismissed from her charge on some cause of disapprobation,
though he did not say what. She then took a large house in
Edward-street, and has since maintained herself by letting
lodgings. This Mrs. Younge was, he knew, intimately acquainted
with Wickham; and he went to her for intelligence of him as
soon as he got to town. But it was two or three days before he
could get from her what he wanted. She would not betray her
trust, I suppose, without bribery and corruption, for she
really did know where her friend was to be found. Wickham
indeed had gone to her on their first arrival in London, and
had she been able to receive them into her house, they would
have taken up their abode with her. At length, however, our
kind friend procured the wished-for direction. They were in
---- street. He saw Wickham, and afterwards insisted on seeing
Lydia. His first object with her, he acknowledged, had been to
persuade her to quit her present disgraceful situation, and
return to her friends as soon as they could be prevailed on to
receive her, offering his assistance, as far as it would go.
But he found Lydia absolutely resolved on remaining where she
was. She cared for none of her friends; she wanted no help of
his; she would not hear of leaving Wickham. She was sure they
should be married some time or other, and it did not much
signify when. Since such were her feelings, it only remained,
he thought, to secure and expedite a marriage, which, in his
very first conversation with Wickham, he easily learnt had
never been his design. He confessed himself obliged to leave
the regiment, on account of some debts of honour, which were


very pressing; and scrupled not to lay all the ill-consequences
of Lydia's flight on her own folly alone. He meant to resign
his commission immediately; and as to his future situation, he
could conjecture very little about it. He must go somewhere,
but he did not know where, and he knew he should have nothing
to live on. Mr. Darcy asked him why he had not married your
sister at once. Though Mr. Bennet was not imagined to be very
rich, he would have been able to do something for him, and his
situation must have been benefited by marriage. But he found,
in reply to this question, that Wickham still cherished the
hope of more effectually making his fortune by marriage in some
other country. Under such circumstances, however, he was not
likely to be proof against the temptation of immediate relief.
They met several times, for there was much to be discussed.
Wickham of course wanted more than he could get; but at length
was reduced to be reasonable. Every thing being settled
between them, Mr. Darcy's next step was to make your uncle
acquainted with it, and he first called in Gracechurch-street
the evening before I came home. But Mr. Gardiner could not be
seen, and Mr. Darcy found, on further enquiry, that your father
was still with him, but would quit town the next morning. He
did not judge your father to be a person whom he could so
properly consult as your uncle, and therefore readily postponed
seeing him till after the departure of the former. He did not
leave his name, and till the next day it was only known that a
gentleman had called on business. On Saturday he came again.
Your father was gone, your uncle at home, and, as I said
before, they had a great deal of talk together. They met again
on Sunday, and then I saw him too. It was not all settled
before Monday: as soon as it was, the express was sent off to
Longbourn. But our visitor was very obstinate. I fancy,
Lizzy, that obstinacy is the real defect of his character,
after all. He has been accused of many faults at different
times, but this is the true one. Nothing was to be done that
he did not do himself; though I am sure (and I do not speak it
to be thanked, therefore say nothing about it), your uncle
would most readily have settled the whole. They battled it
together for a long time, which was more than either the
gentleman or lady concerned in it deserved. But at last your
uncle was forced to yield, and instead of being allowed to be
of use to his niece, was forced to put up with only having the
probable credit of it, which went sorely against the grain; and
I really believe your letter this morning gave him great
pleasure, because it required an explanation that would rob him
of his borrowed feathers, and give the praise where it was due.
But, Lizzy, this must go no farther than yourself, or Jane at
most. You know pretty well, I suppose, what has been done for
the young people. His debts are to be paid, amounting, I
believe, to considerably more than a thousand pounds, another
thousand in addition to her own settled upon her, and his
commission purchased. The reason why all this was to be done
by him alone, was such as I have given above. It was owing to
him, to his reserve and want of proper consideration, that
Wickham's character had been so misunderstood, and consequently
that he had been received and noticed as he was. Perhaps there
was some truth in this; though I doubt whether his reserve,
or anybody's reserve, can be answerable for the event. But
in spite of all this fine talking, my dear Lizzy, you may rest
perfectly assured that your uncle would never have yielded, if
we had not given him credit for another interest in the
affair. When all this was resolved on, he returned again to
his friends, who were still staying at Pemberley; but it was
agreed that he should be in London once more when the wedding
took place, and all money matters were then to receive the last


finish. I believe I have now told you every thing. It is a
relation which you tell me is to give you great surprise;
I hope at least it will not afford you any displeasure.
Lydia came to us; and Wickham had constant admission to the
house. He was exactly what he had been when I knew him in
Hertfordshire; but I would not tell you how little I was
satisfied with her behaviour while she staid with us, if I
had not perceived, by Jane's letter last Wednesday, that her
conduct on coming home was exactly of a piece with it, and
therefore what I now tell you can give you no fresh pain.
I talked to her repeatedly in the most serious manner,
representing to her all the wickedness of what she had done,
and all the unhappiness she had brought on her family. If she
heard me, it was by good luck, for I am sure she did not
listen. I was sometimes quite provoked, but then I recollected
my dear Elizabeth and Jane, and for their sakes had patience
with her. Mr. Darcy was punctual in his return, and as Lydia
informed you, attended the wedding. He dined with us the next
day, and was to leave town again on Wednesday or Thursday.
Will you be very angry with me, my dear Lizzy, if I take this
opportunity of saying (what I was never bold enough to say
before) how much I like him. His behaviour to us has, in every
respect, been as pleasing as when we were in Derbyshire. His
understanding and opinions all please me; he wants nothing but
a little more liveliness, and that, if he marry prudently,
his wife may teach him. I thought him very sly; -- he hardly
ever mentioned your name. But slyness seems the fashion. Pray
forgive me if I have been very presuming, or at least do not
punish me so far as to exclude me from P. I shall never be
quite happy till I have been all round the park. A low
phaeton, with a nice little pair of ponies, would be the very
thing. But I must write no more. The children have been
wanting me this half hour. Your's, very sincerely,

M. GARDINER.
The contents of this letter threw Elizabeth into a flutter
of spiritsin which it was difficult to determine whether
pleasure or pain bore the greatest share. The vague and
unsettled suspicions which uncertainty had produced of what
Mr. Darcy might have been doing to forward her sister's match
which she had feared to encourage as an exertion of goodness
too great to be probableand at the same time dreaded to be
justfrom the pain of obligationwere proved beyond their
greatest extent to be true! He had followed them purposely to
townhe had taken on himself all the trouble and mortification
attendant on such a research; in which supplication had been
necessary to a woman whom he must abominate and despiseand
where he was reduced to meetfrequently meetreason with
persuadeand finally bribethe man whom he always most wished
to avoidand whose very name it was punishment to him to
pronounce. He had done all this for a girl whom he could
neither regard nor esteem. Her heart did whisper that he had
done it for her. But it was a hope shortly checked by other
considerationsand she soon felt that even her vanity was
insufficientwhen required to depend on his affection for her
-- for a woman who had already refused him -- as able to
overcome a sentiment so natural as abhorrence against
relationship with Wickham. Brother-in-law of Wickham! Every
kind of pride must revolt from the connection. He hadto be
suredone much. She was ashamed to think how much. But he
had given a reason for his interferencewhich asked no
extraordinary stretch of belief. It was reasonable that he
should feel he had been wrong; he had liberalityand he had


the means of exercising it; and though she would not place
herself as his principal inducementshe couldperhaps
believe that remaining partiality for her might assist his
endeavours in a cause where her peace of mind must be
materially concerned. It was painfulexceedingly painfulto
know that they were under obligations to a person who could
never receive a return. They owed the restoration of Lydia
her characterevery thingto him. Oh! how heartily did she
grieve over every ungracious sensation she had ever encouraged
every saucy speech she had ever directed towards him. For
herself she was humbled; but she was proud of him. Proud that
in a cause of compassion and honourhe had been able to get
the better of himself. She read over her aunt's commendation
of him again and again. It was hardly enough; but it pleased
her. She was even sensible of some pleasurethough mixed with
regreton finding how steadfastly both she and her uncle had
been persuaded that affection and confidence subsisted between
Mr. Darcy and herself.

She was roused from her seatand her reflectionsby some
one's approach; and before she could strike into another path
she was overtaken by Wickham.

I am afraid I interrupt your solitary ramble, my dear sister?
said heas he joined her.

You certainly do,she replied with a smile; "but it does not
follow that the interruption must be unwelcome."

I should be sorry indeed, if it were. We were always good
friends; and now we are better.

True. Are the others coming out?

I do not know. Mrs. Bennet and Lydia are going in the
carriage to Meryton. And so, my dear sister, I find, from
our uncle and aunt, that you have actually seen Pemberley.

She replied in the affirmative.

I almost envy you the pleasure, and yet I believe it would
be too much for me, or else I could take it in my way to
Newcastle. And you saw the old housekeeper, I suppose? Poor
Reynolds, she was always very fond of me. But of course she
did not mention my name to you.

Yes, she did.

And what did she say?

That you were gone into the army, and she was afraid had
-- not turned out well. At such a distance as that, you
know, things are strangely misrepresented.

Certainly,he repliedbiting his lips. Elizabeth hoped she
had silenced him; but he soon afterwards said

I was surprised to see Darcy in town last month. We passed
each other several times. I wonder what he can be doing
there.

Perhaps preparing for his marriage with Miss de Bourgh,said
Elizabeth. "It must be something particularto take him there
at this time of year."


Undoubtedly. Did you see him while you were at Lambton?
I thought I understood from the Gardiners that you had.

Yes; he introduced us to his sister.

And do you like her?

Very much.

I have heard, indeed, that she is uncommonly improved within
this year or two. When I last saw her, she was not very
promising. I am very glad you liked her. I hope she will turn
out well.

I dare say she will; she has got over the most trying age.

Did you go by the village of Kympton?

I do not recollect that we did.

I mention it, because it is the living which I ought to have
had. A most delightful place! -- Excellent Parsonage House!
It would have suited me in every respect.

How should you have liked making sermons?

Exceedingly well. I should have considered it as part of my
duty, and the exertion would soon have been nothing. One ought
not to repine; -- but, to be sure, it would have been such a
thing for me! The quiet, the retirement of such a life would
have answered all my ideas of happiness! But it was not to be.
Did you ever hear Darcy mention the circumstance, when you were
in Kent?

I have heard from authority, which I thought as good,
that it was left you conditionally only, and at the will of the
present patron.

You have. Yes, there was something in that; I told you so
from the first, you may remember.

I did hear, too, that there was a time, when sermon-making
was not so palatable to you as it seems to be at present; that
you actually declared your resolution of never taking orders,
and that the business had been compromised accordingly.

You did! and it was not wholly without foundation. You may
remember what I told you on that point, when first we talked
of it.

They were now almost at the door of the housefor she
had walked fast to get rid of him; and unwillingfor her
sister's saketo provoke himshe only said in replywith
a good-humoured smile

Come, Mr. Wickham, we are brother and sister, you know.
Do not let us quarrel about the past. In future, I hope we
shall be always of one mind.

She held out her hand; he kissed it with affectionate
gallantrythough he hardly knew how to lookand they
entered the house.


CHAPTER 53

MR. Wickham was so perfectly satisfied with this conversation
that he never again distressed himselfor provoked his dear
sister Elizabethby introducing the subject of it; and she was
pleased to find that she had said enough to keep him quiet.

The day of his and Lydia's departure soon cameand Mrs. Bennet
was forced to submit to a separationwhichas her husband by
no means entered into her scheme of their all going to
Newcastlewas likely to continue at least a twelvemonth.

Oh! my dear Lydia,she criedwhen shall we meet again?

Oh, lord! I don't know. Not these two or three years,
perhaps.

Write to me very often, my dear.

As often as I can. But you know married women have never much
time for writing. My sisters may write to me. They will
have nothing else to do.

Mr. Wickham's adieus were much more affectionate than his
wife's. He smiledlooked handsomeand said many pretty
things.

He is as fine a fellow,said Mr. Bennetas soon as they were
out of the houseas ever I saw. He simpers, and smirks, and
makes love to us all. I am prodigiously proud of him. I defy
even Sir William Lucas himself to produce a more valuable
son-in-law.

The loss of her daughter made Mrs. Bennet very dull for
several days.

I often think,said shethat there is nothing so bad as
parting with one's friends. One seems so forlorn without
them.

This is the consequence, you see, Madam, of marrying
a daughter,said Elizabeth. "It must make you better
satisfied that your other four are single."

It is no such thing. Lydia does not leave me because she is
married, but only because her husband's regiment happens to be
so far off. If that had been nearer, she would not have gone
so soon.

But the spiritless condition which this event threw her into
was shortly relievedand her mind opened again to the
agitation of hopeby an article of news which then began to be
in circulation. The housekeeper at Netherfield had received
orders to prepare for the arrival of her masterwho was coming
down in a day or twoto shoot there for several weeks.
Mrs. Bennet was quite in the fidgets. She looked at Janeand
smiled and shook her head by turns.

Well, well, and so Mr. Bingley is coming down, sister,
(for Mrs. Phillips first brought her the news). "Wellso
much the better. Not that I care about itthough. He is
nothing to usyou knowand I am sure I never want to
see him again. Buthoweverhe is very welcome to come to
Netherfieldif he likes it. And who knows what may


happen? But that is nothing to us. You knowsisterwe
agreed long ago never to mention a word about it. And so
is it quite certain he is coming?"

You may depend on it,replied the otherfor Mrs. Nicholls
was in Meryton last night; I saw her passing by, and went out
myself on purpose to know the truth of it; and she told me that
it was certain true. He comes down on Thursday at the latest,
very likely on Wednesday. She was going to the butcher's, she
told me, on purpose to order in some meat on Wednesday, and she
has got three couple of ducks just fit to be killed.

Miss Bennet had not been able to hear of his coming without
changing colour. It was many months since she had mentioned
his name to Elizabeth; but nowas soon as they were alone
togethershe said

I saw you look at me to-day, Lizzy, when my aunt told us of
the present report; and I know I appeared distressed. But
don't imagine it was from any silly cause. I was only confused
for the moment, because I felt that I should be looked at.
I do assure you that the news does not affect me either with
pleasure or pain. I am glad of one thing, that he comes alone;
because we shall see the less of him. Not that I am afraid of
myself, but I dread other people's remarks.

Elizabeth did not know what to make of it. Had she not seen
him in Derbyshireshe might have supposed him capable of
coming there with no other view than what was acknowledged; but
she still thought him partial to Janeand she wavered as to
the greater probability of his coming there with his friend's
permissionor being bold enough to come without it.

Yet it is hard,she sometimes thoughtthat this poor man
cannot come to a house which he has legally hired, without
raising all this speculation! I will leave him to himself.

In spite of what her sister declaredand really believed to be
her feelings in the expectation of his arrivalElizabeth could
easily perceive that her spirits were affected by it. They
were more disturbedmore unequalthan she had often seen
them.

The subject which had been so warmly canvassed between their
parentsabout a twelvemonth agowas now brought forward
again.

As soon as ever Mr. Bingley comes, my dear,said Mrs. Bennet
you will wait on him of course.

No, no. You forced me into visiting him last year, and
promised, if I went to see him, he should marry one of my
daughters. But it ended in nothing, and I will not be sent on
a fool's errand again.

His wife represented to him how absolutely necessary such an
attention would be from all the neighbouring gentlemenon his
returning to Netherfield.

'Tis an etiquette I despise,said he. "If he wants our
societylet him seek it. He knows where we live. I will not
spend my hours in running after my neighbours every time they
go away and come back again."


Well, all I know is, that it will be abominably rude if you do
not wait on him. But, however, that shan't prevent my asking
him to dine here, I am determined. We must have Mrs. Long and
the Gouldings soon. That will make thirteen with ourselves, so
there will be just room at table for him.

Consoled by this resolutionshe was the better able to bear
her husband's incivility; though it was very mortifying to know
that her neighbours might all see Mr. Bingleyin consequence
of itbefore they did. As the day of his arrival drew near

I begin to be sorry that he comes at all,said Jane to her
sister. "It would be nothing; I could see him with perfect
indifferencebut I can hardly bear to hear it thus perpetually
talked of. My mother means well; but she does not knowno one
can knowhow much I suffer from what she says. Happy shall I
bewhen his stay at Netherfield is over!"

I wish I could say any thing to comfort you,replied
Elizabeth; "but it is wholly out of my power. You must feel
it; and the usual satisfaction of preaching patience to a
sufferer is denied mebecause you have always so much."

Mr. Bingley arrived. Mrs. Bennetthrough the assistance of
servantscontrived to have the earliest tidings of itthat
the period of anxiety and fretfulness on her side might be as
long as it could. She counted the days that must intervene
before their invitation could be sent; hopeless of seeing him
before. But on the third morning after his arrival in
Hertfordshireshe saw himfrom her dressing-room window
enter the paddock and ride towards the house.

Her daughters were eagerly called to partake of her joy. Jane
resolutely kept her place at the table; but Elizabethto
satisfy her motherwent to the window -- she looked-- she
saw Mr. Darcy with himand sat down again by her sister.

There is a gentleman with him, mamma,said Kitty; "who can it
be?"

Some acquaintance or other, my dear, I suppose; I am sure I
do not know.

La!replied Kittyit looks just like that man that used to
be with him before. Mr. what's-his-name. That tall, proud
man.

Good gracious! Mr. Darcy! -- and so it does, I vow. Well,
any friend of Mr. Bingley's will always be welcome here, to be
sure; but else I must say that I hate the very sight of him.

Jane looked at Elizabeth with surprise and concern. She knew
but little of their meeting in Derbyshireand therefore felt
for the awkwardness which must attend her sisterin seeing him
almost for the first time after receiving his explanatory
letter. Both sisters were uncomfortable enough. Each felt for
the otherand of course for themselves; and their mother
talked onof her dislike of Mr. Darcyand her resolution to
be civil to him only as Mr. Bingley's friendwithout being
heard by either of them. But Elizabeth had sources of
uneasiness which could not be suspected by Janeto whom she
had never yet had courage to shew Mrs. Gardiner's letteror to
relate her own change of sentiment towards him. To Janehe
could be only a man whose proposals she had refusedand whose


merit she had undervalued; but to her own more extensive
informationhe was the person to whom the whole family were
indebted for the first of benefitsand whom she regarded
herself with an interestif not quite so tenderat least as
reasonable and just as what Jane felt for Bingley. Her
astonishment at his coming -- at his coming to Netherfieldto
Longbournand voluntarily seeking her againwas almost equal
to what she had known on first witnessing his altered behaviour
in Derbyshire.

The colour which had been driven from her facereturned for
half a minute with an additional glowand a smile of delight
added lustre to her eyesas she thought for that space of time
that his affection and wishes must still be unshaken. But she
would not be secure.

Let me first see how he behaves,said she; "it will then be
early enough for expectation."

She sat intently at workstriving to be composedand without
daring to lift up her eyestill anxious curiosity carried them
to the face of her sister as the servant was approaching the
door. Jane looked a little paler than usualbut more sedate
than Elizabeth had expected. On the gentlemen's appearingher
colour increased; yet she received them with tolerable ease
and with a propriety of behaviour equally free from any symptom
of resentment or any unnecessary complaisance.

Elizabeth said as little to either as civility would allowand
sat down again to her workwith an eagerness which it did not
often command. She had ventured only one glance at Darcy. He
looked seriousas usual; andshe thoughtmore as he had been
used to look in Hertfordshirethan as she had seen him at
Pemberley. Butperhaps he could not in her mother's presence
be what he was before her uncle and aunt. It was a painful
but not an improbableconjecture.

Bingleyshe had likewise seen for an instantand in that
short period saw him looking both pleased and embarrassed. He
was received by Mrs. Bennet with a degree of civility which
made her two daughters ashamedespecially when contrasted with
the cold and ceremonious politeness of her curtsey and address
to his friend.

Elizabethparticularlywho knew that her mother owed to the
latter the preservation of her favourite daughter from
irremediable infamywas hurt and distressed to a most painful
degree by a distinction so ill applied.

Darcyafter enquiring of her how Mr. and Mrs. Gardiner dida
question which she could not answer without confusionsaid
scarcely any thing. He was not seated by her; perhaps that was
the reason of his silence; but it had not been so in
Derbyshire. There he had talked to her friendswhen he could
not to herself. But now several minutes elapsed without
bringing the sound of his voice; and when occasionallyunable
to resist the impulse of curiosityshe raised he eyes to his
faceshe as often found him looking at Jane as at herselfand
frequently on no object but the ground. More thoughtfulness
and less anxiety to pleasethan when they last metwere
plainly expressed. She was disappointedand angry with
herself for being so.

Could I expect it to be otherwise!said she. "Yet why did


he come?"

She was in no humour for conversation with any one but himself;
and to him she had hardly courage to speak.

She enquired after his sisterbut could do no more.

It is a long time, Mr. Bingley, since you went away,said Mrs. Bennet.

He readily agreed to it.

He readily agreed to it. "I began to be afraid you would never come back
again. People did say you meant to quit the place entirely at Michaelmas;
buthoweverI hope it is not true. A great many changes have
happened in the neighbourhoodsince you went away. Miss Lucas
is married and settled. And one of my own daughters.
I suppose you have heard of it; indeedyou must have seen
it in the papers. It was in The Times and The CourierI
know; though it was not put in as it ought to be. It was only
said``LatelyGeorge WickhamEsq. to Miss Lydia Bennet''
without there being a syllable said of her fatheror the place
where she livedor any thing. It was my brother Gardiner's
drawing up tooand I wonder how he came to make such an
awkward business of it. Did you see it?"

Bingley replied that he didand made his congratulations.
Elizabeth dared not lift up her eyes. How Mr. Darcy looked
thereforeshe could not tell.

It is a delightful thing, to be sure, to have a daughter
well married,continued her motherbut at the same time,
Mr. Bingley, it is very hard to have her taken such a way from
me. They are gone down to Newcastle, a place quite northward,
it seems, and there they are to stay I do not know how long.
His regiment is there; for I suppose you have heard of his
leaving the ----shire, and of his being gone into the regulars.
Thank Heaven! he has some friends, though perhaps not so
many as he deserves.

Elizabethwho knew this to be levelled at Mr. Darcywas
in such misery of shamethat she could hardly keep her seat.
It drew from herhoweverthe exertion of speakingwhich
nothing else had so effectually done before; and she asked
Bingley whether he meant to make any stay in the country at
present. A few weekshe believed.

When you have killed all your own birds, Mr. Bingley,
said her motherI beg you will come here, and shoot as
many as you please on Mr. Bennet's manor. I am sure he
will be vastly happy to oblige you, and will save all the
best of the covies for you.

Elizabeth's misery increasedat such unnecessarysuch
officious attention! Were the same fair prospect to arise at
present as had flattered them a year agoevery thingshe was
persuadedwould be hastening to the same vexatious conclusion.
At that instantshe felt that years of happiness could not
make Jane or herself amends for moments of such painful
confusion.

The first wish of my heart,said she to herselfis never
more to be in company with either of them. Their society can
afford no pleasure that will atone for such wretchedness as
this! Let me never see either one or the other again!


Yet the miseryfor which years of happiness were to offer no
compensationreceived soon afterwards material relieffrom
observing how much the beauty of her sister re-kindled the
admiration of her former lover. When first he came inhe had
spoken to her but little; but every five minutes seemed to be
giving her more of his attention. He found her as handsome as
she had been last year; as good naturedand as unaffected
though not quite so chatty. Jane was anxious that no
difference should be perceived in her at alland was really
persuaded that she talked as much as ever. But her mind was
so busily engagedthat she did not always know when she was
silent.

When the gentlemen rose to go awayMrs. Bennet was mindful of
her intended civilityand they were invited and engaged to
dine at Longbourn in a few days time.

You are quite a visit in my debt, Mr. Bingley,she added
for when you went to town last winter, you promised to take
a family dinner with us, as soon as you returned. I have not
forgot, you see; and I assure you, I was very much disappointed
that you did not come back and keep your engagement.

Bingley looked a little silly at this reflectionand said
something of his concern at having been prevented by business.
They then went away.

Mrs. Bennet had been strongly inclined to ask them to stay and
dine there that day; butthough she always kept a very good
tableshe did not think any thing less than two courses could
be good enough for a man on whom she had such anxious designs
or satisfy the appetite and pride of one who had ten thousand a
year.

CHAPTER 54

AS soon as they were goneElizabeth walked out to recover
her spirits; or in other wordsto dwell without interruption
on those subjects that must deaden them more. Mr. Darcy's
behaviour astonished and vexed her.

Why, if he came only to be silent, grave, and indifferent,
said shedid he come at all?

She could settle it in no way that gave her pleasure.

He could be still amiable, still pleasing, to my uncle and
aunt, when he was in town; and why not to me? If he fears me,
why come hither? If he no longer cares for me, why silent?
Teazing, teazing, man! I will think no more about him.

Her resolution was for a short time involuntarily kept by
the approach of her sisterwho joined her with a cheerful
lookwhich shewed her better satisfied with their visitors
than Elizabeth.

Now,said shethat this first meeting is over, I feel
perfectly easy. I know my own strength, and I shall never be
embarrassed again by his coming. I am glad he dines here on
Tuesday. It will then be publicly seen that, on both sides,
we meet only as common and indifferent acquaintance.

Yes, very indifferent indeed,said Elizabethlaughingly.


Oh, Jane, take care.

My dear Lizzy, you cannot think me so weak, as to be in danger
now?

I think you are in very great danger of making him as much
in love with you as ever.

They did not see the gentlemen again till Tuesday; and
Mrs. Bennetin the meanwhilewas giving way to all the
happy schemeswhich the good humour and common politeness
of Bingleyin half an hour's visithad revived.

On Tuesday there was a large party assembled at Longbourn;
and the two who were most anxiously expectedto the credit of
their punctuality as sportsmenwere in very good time. When
they repaired to the dining-roomElizabeth eagerly watched to
see whether Bingley would take the placewhichin all their
former partieshad belonged to himby her sister. Her
prudent motheroccupied by the same ideasforbore to invite
him to sit by herself. On entering the roomhe seemed to
hesitate; but Jane happened to look roundand happened to
smile: it was decided. He placed himself by her.

Elizabethwith a triumphant sensationlooked towards his
friend. He bore it with noble indifferenceand she would have
imagined that Bingley had received his sanction to be happy
had she not seen his eyes likewise turned towards Mr. Darcy
with an expression of half-laughing alarm.

His behaviour to her sister was suchduring dinner timeas
shewed an admiration of herwhichthough more guarded than
formerlypersuaded Elizabeththat if left wholly to himself
Jane's happinessand his ownwould be speedily secured.
Though she dared not depend upon the consequenceshe yet
received pleasure from observing his behaviour. It gave her
all the animation that her spirits could boast; for she was in
no cheerful humour. Mr. Darcy was almost as far from her as
the table could divide them. He was on one side of her mother.
She knew how little such a situation would give pleasure to
eitheror make either appear to advantage. She was not near
enough to hear any of their discoursebut she could see how
seldom they spoke to each otherand how formal and cold was
their manner whenever they did. Her mother's ungraciousness
made the sense of what they owed him more painful to
Elizabeth's mind; and she wouldat timeshave given any
thing to be privileged to tell him that his kindness was
neither unknown nor unfelt by the whole of the family.

She was in hopes that the evening would afford some opportunity
of bringing them together; that the whole of the visit would
not pass away without enabling them to enter into something
more of conversation than the mere ceremonious salutation
attending his entrance. Anxious and uneasythe period which
passed in the drawing-roombefore the gentlemen camewas
wearisome and dull to a degree that almost made her uncivil.
She looked forward to their entrance as the point on which all
her chance of pleasure for the evening must depend.

If he does not come to me, then,said sheI shall give
him up for ever.

The gentlemen came; and she thought he looked as if he would


have answered her hopes; butalas! the ladies had crowded
round the tablewhere Miss Bennet was making teaand
Elizabeth pouring out the coffeein so close a confederacy
that there was not a single vacancy near her which would admit
of a chair. And on the gentlemen's approachingone of the
girls moved closer to her than everand saidin a whisper

The men shan't come and part us, I am determined. We want
none of them; do we?

Darcy had walked away to another part of the room. She
followed him with her eyesenvied every one to whom he spoke
had scarcely patience enough to help anybody to coffee; and
then was enraged against herself for being so silly!

A man who has once been refused! How could I ever be foolish
enough to expect a renewal of his love? Is there one among the
sex, who would not protest against such a weakness as a second
proposal to the same woman? There is no indignity so abhorrent
to their feelings!

She was a little revivedhoweverby his bringing back his
coffee cup himself; and she seized the opportunity of saying

Is your sister at Pemberley still?

Yes, she will remain there till Christmas.

And quite alone? Have all her friends left her?

Mrs. Annesley is with her. The others have been gone on to
Scarborough, these three weeks.

She could think of nothing more to say; but if he wished to
converse with herhe might have better success. He stood by
herhoweverfor some minutesin silence; andat laston
the young lady's whispering to Elizabeth againhe walked away.

When the tea-things were removedand the card tables placed
the ladies all roseand Elizabeth was then hoping to be soon
joined by himwhen all her views were overthrown by seeing him
fall a victim to her mother's rapacity for whist playersand
in a few moments after seated with the rest of the party. She
now lost every expectation of pleasure. They were confined for
the evening at different tablesand she had nothing to hope
but that his eyes were so often turned towards her side of the
roomas to make him play as unsuccessfully as herself.

Mrs. Bennet had designed to keep the two Netherfield gentlemen
to supper; but their carriage was unluckily ordered before any
of the othersand she had no opportunity of detaining them.

Well girls,said sheas soon as they were left to
themselvesWhat say you to the day? I think every thing has
passed off uncommonly well, I assure you. The dinner was as
well dressed as any I ever saw. The venison was roasted to a
turn -- and everybody said they never saw so fat a haunch. The
soup was fifty times better than what we had at the Lucases'
last week; and even Mr. Darcy acknowledged, that the partridges
were remarkably well done; and I suppose he has two or three
French cooks at least. And, my dear Jane, I never saw you look
in greater beauty. Mrs. Long said so too, for I asked her
whether you did not. And what do you think she said besides?
``Ah! Mrs. Bennet, we shall have her at Netherfield at last.''


She did indeed. I do think Mrs. Long is as good a creature as
ever lived -- and her nieces are very pretty behaved girls, and
not at all handsome: I like them prodigiously.

Mrs. Bennetin shortwas in very great spirits; she had seen
enough of Bingley's behaviour to Janeto be convinced that she
would get him at last; and her expectations of advantage to her
familywhen in a happy humourwere so far beyond reasonthat
she was quite disappointed at not seeing him there again the
next dayto make his proposals.

It has been a very agreeable day,said Miss Bennet to
Elizabeth. "The party seemed so well selectedso suitable
one with the other. I hope we may often meet again."

Elizabeth smiled.

Lizzy, you must not do so. You must not suspect me. It
mortifies me. I assure you that I have now learnt to enjoy
his conversation as an agreeable and sensible young man,
without having a wish beyond it. I am perfectly satisfied,
from what his manners now are, that he never had any design
of engaging my affection. It is only that he is blessed
with greater sweetness of address, and a stronger desire of
generally pleasing, than any other man.

You are very cruel,said her sisteryou will not let me
smile, and are provoking me to it every moment.

How hard it is in some cases to be believed!

And how impossible in others!

But why should you wish to persuade me that I feel more than I
acknowledge?

That is a question which I hardly know how to answer. We all
love to instruct, though we can teach only what is not worth
knowing. Forgive me; and if you persist in indifference, do
not make me your confidante.

CHAPTER 55

A FEW days after this visitMr. Bingley called againand
alone. His friend had left him that morning for Londonbut
was to return home in ten days time. He sat with them above an
hourand was in remarkably good spirits. Mrs. Bennet invited
him to dine with them; butwith many expressions of concern
he confessed himself engaged elsewhere.

Next time you call,said sheI hope we shall be more
lucky.

He should be particularly happy at any time&c. &c.; and if
she would give him leavewould take an early opportunity of
waiting on them.

Can you come to-morrow?

Yeshe had no engagement at all for to-morrow; and her
invitation was accepted with alacrity.

He cameand in such very good time that the ladies were none


of them dressed. In ran Mrs. Bennet to her daughter's roomin
her dressing gownand with her hair half finishedcrying out


My dear Jane, make haste and hurry down. He is come --
Mr. Bingley is come. -- He is, indeed. Make haste, make haste.
Here, Sarah, come to Miss Bennet this moment, and help her on
with her gown. Never mind Miss Lizzy's hair.


We will be down as soon as we can,said Jane; "but I dare say
Kitty is forwarder than either of usfor she went up stairs
half an hour ago."


Oh! hang Kitty! what has she to do with it? Come be quick,
be quick! Where is your sash, my dear?


But when her mother was goneJane would not be prevailed on to
go down without one of her sisters.


The same anxiety to get them by themselves was visible again
in the evening. After teaMr. Bennet retired to the library
as was his customand Mary went up stairs to her instrument.
Two obstacles of the five being thus removedMrs. Bennet
sat looking and winking at Elizabeth and Catherine for a
considerable timewithout making any impression on them.
Elizabeth would not observe her; and when at last Kitty did
she very innocently saidWhat is the matter mamma? What do
you keep winking at me for? What am I to do?


Nothing child, nothing. I did not wink at you.She then sat
still five minutes longer; but unable to waste such a precious
occasionshe suddenly got upand saying to KittyCome here,
my love, I want to speak to you,took her out of the room.
Jane instantly gave a look at Elizabeth which spoke her
distress at such premeditationand her intreaty that she
would not give in to it. In a few minutesMrs. Bennet
half-opened the door and called out


Lizzy, my dear, I want to speak with you.


Elizabeth was forced to go.


We may as well leave them by themselves you know;said her
motheras soon as she was in the hall. "Kitty and I are going
up stairs to sit in my dressing room."


Elizabeth made no attempt to reason with her motherbut
remained quietly in the halltill she and Kitty were out of
sightthen returned into the drawing room.


Mrs. Bennet's schemes for this day were ineffectual. Bingley
was every thing that was charmingexcept the professed lover
of her daughter. His ease and cheerfulness rendered him a
most agreeable addition to their evening party; and he bore
with the ill-judged officiousness of the motherand heard all
her silly remarks with a forbearance and command of countenance
particularly grateful to the daughter.


He scarcely needed an invitation to stay supper; and before he
went awayan engagement was formedchiefly through his own
and Mrs. Bennet's meansfor his coming next morning to shoot
with her husband.


After this dayJane said no more of her indifference.
Not a word passed between the sisters concerning Bingley; but



Elizabeth went to bed in the happy belief that all must
speedily be concludedunless Mr. Darcy returned within the
stated time. Seriouslyhowevershe felt tolerably persuaded
that all this must have taken place with that gentleman's
concurrence.

Bingley was punctual to his appointment; and he and Mr. Bennet
spent the morning togetheras had been agreed on. The latter
was much more agreeable than his companion expected. There was
nothing of presumption or folly in Bingley that could provoke
his ridiculeor disgust him into silence; and he was more
communicativeand less eccentricthan the other had ever seen
him. Bingley of course returned with him to dinner; and in the
evening Mrs. Bennet's invention was again at work to get every
body away from him and her daughter. Elizabethwho had a
letter to writewent into the breakfast room for that purpose
soon after tea; for as the others were all going to sit down to
cardsshe could not be wanted to counteract her mother's
schemes.

But on returning to the drawing roomwhen her letter was
finishedshe sawto her infinite surprisethere was
reason to fear that her mother had been too ingenious for
her. On opening the doorshe perceived her sister and
Bingley standing together over the hearthas if engaged in
earnest conversation; and had this led to no suspicionthe
faces of bothas they hastily turned round and moved away
from each otherwould have told it all. Their situation
was awkward enough; but her's she thought was still worse.
Not a syllable was uttered by either; and Elizabeth was on
the point of going away againwhen Bingleywho as well as
the other had sat downsuddenly roseand whispering a few
words to her sisterran out of the room.

Jane could have no reserves from Elizabethwhere confidence
would give pleasure; and instantly embracing heracknowledged
with the liveliest emotionthat she was the happiest creature
in the world.

'Tis too much!she addedby far too much. I do not
deserve it. Oh! why is not every body as happy?

Elizabeth's congratulations were given with a sinceritya
warmtha delightwhich words could but poorly express. Every
sentence of kindness was a fresh source of happiness to Jane.
But she would not allow herself to stay with her sisteror say
half that remained to be said for the present.

I must go instantly to my mother;she cried. "I would not on
any account trifle with her affectionate solicitude; or allow
her to hear it from any one but myself. He is gone to my
father already. Oh! Lizzyto know that what I have to relate
will give such pleasure to all my dear family! how shall I
bear so much happiness!"

She then hastened away to her motherwho had purposely broken
up the card partyand was sitting up stairs with Kitty.

Elizabethwho was left by herselfnow smiled at the rapidity
and ease with which an affair was finally settledthat had
given them so many previous months of suspense and vexation.

And this,said sheis the end of all his friend's anxious
circumspection! of all his sister's falsehood and contrivance!


the happiest, wisest, most reasonable end!

In a few minutes she was joined by Bingleywhose conference
with her father had been short and to the purpose.

Where is your sister?said he hastilyas he opened the door.

With my mother up stairs. She will be down in a moment,
I dare say.

He then shut the doorandcoming up to herclaimed the good
wishes and affection of a sister. Elizabeth honestly and
heartily expressed her delight in the prospect of their
relationship. They shook hands with great cordiality; and
thentill her sister came downshe had to listen to all he
had to say of his own happinessand of Jane's perfections;
and in spite of his being a loverElizabeth really believed
all his expectations of felicity to be rationally founded
because they had for basis the excellent understandingand
super-excellent disposition of Janeand a general similarity
of feeling and taste between her and himself.

It was an evening of no common delight to them all; the
satisfaction of Miss Bennet's mind gave a glow of such sweet
animation to her faceas made her look handsomer than ever.
Kitty simpered and smiledand hoped her turn was coming soon.
Mrs. Bennet could not give her consent or speak her approbation
in terms warm enough to satisfy her feelingsthough she talked
to Bingley of nothing else for half an hour; and when Mr.
Bennet joined them at supperhis voice and manner plainly
shewed how really happy he was.

Not a wordhoweverpassed his lips in allusion to ittill
their visitor took his leave for the night; but as soon as he
was gonehe turned to his daughterand said

Jane, I congratulate you. You will be a very happy woman.

Jane went to him instantlykissed himand thanked him for his
goodness.

You are a good girl;he repliedand I have great pleasure
in thinking you will be so happily settled. I have not a doubt
of your doing very well together. Your tempers are by no means
unlike. You are each of you so complying, that nothing will
ever be resolved on; so easy, that every servant will cheat
you; and so generous, that you will always exceed your income.

I hope not so. Imprudence or thoughtlessness in money matters
would be unpardonable in me.

Exceed their income! My dear Mr. Bennet,cried his wife
what are you talking of? Why, he has four or five thousand a
year, and very likely more.Then addressing her daughter
Oh! my dear, dear Jane, I am so happy! I am sure I shan't
get a wink of sleep all night. I knew how it would be. I
always said it must be so, at last. I was sure you could not
be so beautiful for nothing! I remember, as soon as ever I saw
him, when he first came into Hertfordshire last year, I thought
how likely it was that you should come together. Oh! he is
the handsomest young man that ever was seen!

WickhamLydiawere all forgotten. Jane was beyond
competition her favourite child. At that momentshe cared


for no other. Her younger sisters soon began to make interest
with her for objects of happiness which she might in future be
able to dispense.

Mary petitioned for the use of the library at Netherfield; and
Kitty begged very hard for a few balls there every winter.

Bingleyfrom this timewas of course a daily visitor at
Longbourn; coming frequently before breakfastand always
remaining till after supper; unless when some barbarous
neighbourwho could not be enough detestedhad given him
an invitation to dinner which he thought himself obliged to
accept.

Elizabeth had now but little time for conversation with her
sister; for while he was presentJane had no attention to
bestow on any one else; but she found herself considerably
useful to both of them in those hours of separation that must
sometimes occur. In the absence of Janehe always attached
himself to Elizabethfor the pleasure of talking of her; and
when Bingley was goneJane constantly sought the same means
of relief.

He has made me so happy,said sheone eveningby telling
me that he was totally ignorant of my being in town last
spring! I had not believed it possible.

I suspected as much,replied Elizabeth. "But how did he
account for it?"

It must have been his sister's doing. They were certainly no
friends to his acquaintance with me, which I cannot wonder at,
since he might have chosen so much more advantageously in many
respects. But when they see, as I trust they will, that their
brother is happy with me, they will learn to be contented, and
we shall be on good terms again; though we can never be what we
once were to each other.

That is the most unforgiving speech,said Elizabeththat
I ever heard you utter. Good girl! It would vex me, indeed,
to see you again the dupe of Miss Bingley's pretended regard.

Would you believe it, Lizzy, that when he went to town last
November, he really loved me, and nothing but a persuasion of
my being indifferent would have prevented his coming down
again!

He made a little mistake to be sure; but it is to the credit
of his modesty.

This naturally introduced a panegyric from Jane on his
diffidenceand the little value he put on his own good
qualities. Elizabeth was pleased to find that he had not
betrayed the interference of his friend; forthough Jane had
the most generous and forgiving heart in the worldshe knew
it was a circumstance which must prejudice her against him.

I am certainly the most fortunate creature that ever existed!
cried Jane. "Oh! Lizzywhy am I thus singled from my family
and blessed above them all! If I could but see you as happy!
If there were but such another man for you!"

If you were to give me forty such men, I never could be so
happy as you. Till I have your disposition, your goodness,


I never can have your happiness. No, no, let me shift for
myself; and, perhaps, if I have very good luck, I may meet
with another Mr. Collins in time.

The situation of affairs in the Longbourn family could not be
long a secret. Mrs. Bennet was privileged to whisper it to
Mrs. Phillipsand she venturedwithout any permissionto do
the same by all her neighbours in Meryton.

The Bennets were speedily pronounced to be the luckiest family
in the worldthough only a few weeks beforewhen Lydia had
first run awaythey had been generally proved to be marked out
for misfortune.

CHAPTER 56

ONE morningabout a week after Bingley's engagement with
Jane had been formedas he and the females of the family
were sitting together in the dining roomtheir attention
was suddenly drawn to the windowby the sound of a carriage;
and they perceived a chaise and four driving up the lawn.
It was too early in the morning for visitorsand besidesthe
equipage did not answer to that of any of their neighbours.
The horses were post; and neither the carriagenor the livery
of the servant who preceded itwere familiar to them. As it
was certainhoweverthat somebody was comingBingley
instantly prevailed on Miss Bennet to avoid the confinement of
such an intrusionand walk away with him into the shrubbery.
They both set offand the conjectures of the remaining three
continuedthough with little satisfactiontill the door was
thrown open and their visitor entered. It was Lady Catherine
de Bourgh.

They were of course all intending to be surprised; but their
astonishment was beyond their expectation; and on the part of
Mrs. Bennet and Kittythough she was perfectly unknown to
themeven inferior to what Elizabeth felt.

She entered the room with an air more than usually ungracious
made no other reply to Elizabeth's salutation than a slight
inclination of the headand sat down without saying a word.
Elizabeth had mentioned her name to her mother on her
ladyship's entrancethough no request of introduction had been
made.

Mrs. Bennetall amazementthough flattered by having a
guest of such high importancereceived her with the utmost
politeness. After sitting for a moment in silenceshe said
very stiffly to Elizabeth

I hope you are well, Miss Bennet. That lady, I suppose,
is your mother.

Elizabeth replied very concisely that she was.

And that I suppose is one of your sisters.

Yes, madam,said Mrs. Bennetdelighted to speak to a Lady
Catherine. "She is my youngest girl but one. My youngest of
all is lately marriedand my eldest is somewhere about the
groundswalking with a young man whoI believewill soon
become a part of the family."

You have a very small park here,returned Lady Catherine


after a short silence.

It is nothing in comparison of Rosings, my lady, I dare say;
but I assure you it is much larger than Sir William Lucas's.

This must be a most inconvenient sitting room for the evening,
in summer; the windows are full west.

Mrs. Bennet assured her that they never sat there after dinner
and then added

May I take the liberty of asking your ladyship whether you
left Mr. and Mrs. Collins well.

Yes, very well. I saw them the night before last.

Elizabeth now expected that she would produce a letter for
her from Charlotteas it seemed the only probable motive for
her calling. But no letter appearedand she was completely
puzzled.

Mrs. Bennetwith great civilitybegged her ladyship to take
some refreshment; but Lady Catherine very resolutelyand not
very politelydeclined eating any thing; and thenrising up
said to Elizabeth

Miss Bennet, there seemed to be a prettyish kind of a little
wilderness on one side of your lawn. I should be glad to take
a turn in it, if you will favour me with your company.

Go, my dear,cried her motherand shew her ladyship about
the different walks. I think she will be pleased with the
hermitage.

Elizabeth obeyedand running into her own room for her
parasolattended her noble guest down stairs. As they passed
through the hallLady Catherine opened the doors into the
dining-parlour and drawing-roomand pronouncing themafter a
short surveyto be decent looking roomswalked on.

Her carriage remained at the doorand Elizabeth saw that her
waiting-woman was in it. They proceeded in silence along the
gravel walk that led to the copse; Elizabeth was determined to
make no effort for conversation with a woman who was now more
than usually insolent and disagreeable.

How could I ever think her like her nephew?said sheas she
looked in her face.

As soon as they entered the copseLady Catherine began in the
following manner: -


You can be at no loss, Miss Bennet, to understand the reason
of my journey hither. Your own heart, your own conscience,
must tell you why I come.

Elizabeth looked with unaffected astonishment.

Indeed, you are mistaken, Madam. I have not been at all able
to account for the honour of seeing you here.

Miss Bennet,replied her ladyshipin an angry toneyou
ought to know, that I am not to be trifled with. But however
insincere you may choose to be, you shall not find me so.


My character has ever been celebrated for its sincerity and
frankness, and in a cause of such moment as this, I shall
certainly not depart from it. A report of a most alarming
nature reached me two days ago. I was told that not only your
sister was on the point of being most advantageously married,
but that you, that Miss Elizabeth Bennet, would, in all
likelihood, be soon afterwards united to my nephew, my own
nephew, Mr. Darcy. Though I know it must be a scandalous
falsehood, though I would not injure him so much as to suppose
the truth of it possible, I instantly resolved on setting off
for this place, that I might make my sentiments known to you.

If you believed it impossible to be true,said Elizabeth
colouring with astonishment and disdainI wonder you took the
trouble of coming so far. What could your ladyship propose by
it?

At once to insist upon having such a report universally
contradicted.

Your coming to Longbourn, to see me and my family,said
Elizabeth coollywill be rather a confirmation of it; if,
indeed, such a report is in existence.

If! Do you then pretend to be ignorant of it? Has it not
been industriously circulated by yourselves? Do you not know
that such a report is spread abroad?

I never heard that it was.

And can you likewise declare, that there is no foundation
for it?

I do not pretend to possess equal frankness with your
ladyship. You may ask questions which I shall not
choose to answer.

This is not to be borne. Miss Bennet, I insist on being
satisfied. Has he, has my nephew, made you an offer of
marriage?

Your ladyship has declared it to be impossible.

It ought to be so; it must be so, while he retains the use of
his reason. But your arts and allurements may, in a moment
of infatuation, have made him forget what he owes to himself
and to all his family. You may have drawn him in.

If I have, I shall be the last person to confess it.

Miss Bennet, do you know who I am? I have not been accustomed
to such language as this. I am almost the nearest relation he
has in the world, and am entitled to know all his dearest
concerns.

But you are not entitled to know mine; nor will such
behaviour as this, ever induce me to be explicit.

Let me be rightly understood. This match, to which you have
the presumption to aspire, can never take place. No, never.
Mr. Darcy is engaged to my daughter. Now what have you to
say?

Only this; that if he is so, you can have no reason to suppose


he will make an offer to me.

Lady Catherine hesitated for a momentand then replied

The engagement between them is of a peculiar kind. From their
infancy, they have been intended for each other. It was the
favourite wish of his mother, as well as of her's. While in
their cradles, we planned the union: and now, at the moment
when the wishes of both sisters would be accomplished in their
marriage, to be prevented by a young woman of inferior birth,
of no importance in the world, and wholly unallied to the
family! Do you pay no regard to the wishes of his friends?
To his tacit engagement with Miss De Bourgh? Are you lost to
every feeling of propriety and delicacy? Have you not heard
me say that from his earliest hours he was destined for his
cousin?

Yes, and I had heard it before. But what is that to me? If
there is no other objection to my marrying your nephew, I shall
certainly not be kept from it by knowing that his mother and
aunt wished him to marry Miss De Bourgh. You both did as much
as you could in planning the marriage. Its completion depended
on others. If Mr. Darcy is neither by honour nor inclination
confined to his cousin, why is not he to make another choice?
And if I am that choice, why may not I accept him?

Because honour, decorum, prudence, nay, interest, forbid it.
Yes, Miss Bennet, interest; for do not expect to be noticed
by his family or friends, if you wilfully act against the
inclinations of all. You will be censured, slighted, and
despised, by every one connected with him. Your alliance will
be a disgrace; your name will never even be mentioned by any
of us.

These are heavy misfortunes,replied Elizabeth. "But the
wife of Mr. Darcy must have such extraordinary sources of
happiness necessarily attached to her situationthat she
couldupon the wholehave no cause to repine."

Obstinate, headstrong girl! I am ashamed of you! Is this
your gratitude for my attentions to you last spring? Is
nothing due to me on that score? Let us sit down. You are to
understand, Miss Bennet, that I came here with the determined
resolution of carrying my purpose; nor will I be dissuaded
from it. I have not been used to submit to any person's whims.
I have not been in the habit of brooking disappointment.

That will make your ladyship's situation at present more
pitiable; but it will have no effect on me.

I will not be interrupted. Hear me in silence. My daughter
and my nephew are formed for each other. They are descended,
on the maternal side, from the same noble line; and, on the
father's, from respectable, honourable, and ancient -- though
untitled -- families. Their fortune on both sides is splendid.
They are destined for each other by the voice of every member
of their respective houses; and what is to divide them? The
upstart pretensions of a young woman without family,
connections, or fortune. Is this to be endured! But it
must not, shall not be. If you were sensible of your own
good, you would not wish to quit the sphere in which you
have been brought up.

In marrying your nephew, I should not consider myself as


quitting that sphere. He is a gentleman; I am a gentleman's
daughter; so far we are equal.

True. You are a gentleman's daughter. But who was your
mother? Who are your uncles and aunts? Do not imagine me
ignorant of their condition.

Whatever my connections may be,said Elizabethif your
nephew does not object to them, they can be nothing to you.

Tell me once for all, are you engaged to him?

Though Elizabeth would notfor the mere purpose of obliging
Lady Catherinehave answered this questionshe could not but
sayafter a moment's deliberation

I am not.

Lady Catherine seemed pleased.

And will you promise me, never to enter into such an
engagement?

I will make no promise of the kind.

Miss Bennet I am shocked and astonished. I expected to find a
more reasonable young woman. But do not deceive yourself into
a belief that I will ever recede. I shall not go away till you
have given me the assurance I require.

And I certainly never shall give it. I am not to be
intimidated into anything so wholly unreasonable. Your
ladyship wants Mr. Darcy to marry your daughter; but would
my giving you the wished-for promise make their marriage at
all more probable? Supposing him to be attached to me,
would my refusing to accept his hand make him wish to bestow
it on his cousin? Allow me to say, Lady Catherine, that the
arguments with which you have supported this extraordinary
application have been as frivolous as the application was
ill-judged. You have widely mistaken my character, if you
think I can be worked on by such persuasions as these.
How far your nephew might approve of your interference in
his affairs, I cannot tell; but you have certainly no
right to concern yourself in mine. I must beg, therefore,
to be importuned no farther on the subject.

Not so hasty, if you please. I have by no means done.
To all the objections I have already urged, I have still
another to add. I am no stranger to the particulars of your
youngest sister's infamous elopement. I know it all; that
the young man's marrying her was a patched-up business, at
the expence of your father and uncles. And is such a girl
to be my nephew's sister? Is her husband, is the son of
his late father's steward, to be his brother? Heaven and
earth! -- of what are you thinking? Are the shades of
Pemberley to be thus polluted?

You can now have nothing farther to say,she resentfully
answered. "You have insulted me in every possible method.
I must beg to return to the house."

And she rose as she spoke. Lady Catherine rose alsoand they
turned back. Her ladyship was highly incensed.


You have no regard, then, for the honour and credit of my
nephew! Unfeeling, selfish girl! Do you not consider that
a connection with you must disgrace him in the eyes of
everybody?

Lady Catherine, I have nothing farther to say. You know my
sentiments.

You are then resolved to have him?

I have said no such thing. I am only resolved to act in that
manner, which will, in my own opinion, constitute my happiness,
without reference to you, or to any person so wholly
unconnected with me.

It is well. You refuse, then, to oblige me. You refuse to
obey the claims of duty, honour, and gratitude. You are
determined to ruin him in the opinion of all his friends, and
make him the contempt of the world.

Neither duty, nor honour, nor gratitude,replied Elizabeth
have any possible claim on me, in the present instance. No
principle of either would be violated by my marriage with
Mr. Darcy. And with regard to the resentment of his family, or
the indignation of the world, if the former were excited by his
marrying me, it would not give me one moment's concern -- and
the world in general would have too much sense to join in the
scorn.

And this is your real opinion! This is your final resolve!
Very well. I shall now know how to act. Do not imagine, Miss
Bennet, that your ambition will ever be gratified. I came to
try you. I hoped to find you reasonable; but, depend upon it,
I will carry my point.

In this manner Lady Catherine talked ontill they were at the
door of the carriagewhenturning hastily roundshe added
I take no leave of you, Miss Bennet. I send no compliments to
your mother. You deserve no such attention. I am most
seriously displeased.

Elizabeth made no answer; and without attempting to persuade
her ladyship to return into the housewalked quietly into it
herself. She heard the carriage drive away as she proceeded up
stairs. Her mother impatiently met her at the door of the
dressing-roomto ask why Lady Catherine would not come in
again and rest herself.

She did not choose it,said her daughtershe would go.

She is a very fine-looking woman! and her calling here was
prodigiously civil! for she only came, I suppose, to tell us
the Collinses were well. She is on her road somewhere, I dare
say, and so, passing through Meryton, thought she might as well
call on you. I suppose she had nothing particular to say to
you, Lizzy?

Elizabeth was forced to give into a little falsehood here;
for to acknowledge the substance of their conversation was
impossible.

CHAPTER 57

THE discomposure of spirits which this extraordinary visit


threw Elizabeth intocould not be easily overcome; nor could
shefor many hourslearn to think of it less than
incessantly. Lady Catherineit appearedhad actually taken
the trouble of this journey from Rosingsfor the sole purpose
of breaking off her supposed engagement with Mr. Darcy. It was
a rational schemeto be sure! but from what the report of
their engagement could originateElizabeth was at a loss to
imagine; till she recollected that his being the intimate
friend of Bingleyand her being the sister of Janewas
enoughat a time when the expectation of one wedding made
every body eager for anotherto supply the idea. She had not
herself forgotten to feel that the marriage of her sister must
bring them more frequently together. And her neighbours at
Lucas lodgetherefore (for through their communication with
the Collinsesthe reportshe concludedhad reached lady
Catherine)had only set that down as almost certain and
immediatewhich she had looked forward to as possible at
some future time.

In revolving Lady Catherine's expressionshowevershe could
not help feeling some uneasiness as to the possible consequence
of her persisting in this interference. From what she had said
of her resolution to prevent their marriageit occurred to
Elizabeth that she must meditate an application to her nephew;
and how he might take a similar representation of the evils
attached to a connection with hershe dared not pronounce.
She knew not the exact degree of his affection for his auntor
his dependence on her judgmentbut it was natural to suppose
that he thought much higher of her ladyship than she could
do; and it was certain thatin enumerating the miseries of a
marriage with one whose immediate connections were so unequal
to his ownhis aunt would address him on his weakest side.
With his notions of dignityhe would probably feel that the
argumentswhich to Elizabeth had appeared weak and ridiculous
contained much good sense and solid reasoning.

If he had been wavering before as to what he should dowhich
had often seemed likelythe advice and intreaty of so near a
relation might settle every doubtand determine him at once to
be as happy as dignity unblemished could make him. In that
case he would return no more. Lady Catherine might see him in
her way through town; and his engagement to Bingley of coming
again to Netherfield must give way.

If, therefore, an excuse for not keeping his promise should
come to his friend within a few days,she addedI shall
know how to understand it. I shall then give over every
expectation, every wish of his constancy. If he is satisfied
with only regretting me, when he might have obtained my
affections and hand, I shall soon cease to regret him at all.

The surprise of the rest of the familyon hearing who their
visitor had beenwas very great; but they obligingly satisfied
itwith the same kind of supposition which had appeased
Mrs. Bennet's curiosity; and Elizabeth was spared from much
teazing on the subject.

The next morningas she was going down stairsshe was met by
her fatherwho came out of his library with a letter in his
hand.

Lizzy,said heI was going to look for you; come into my
room.


She followed him thither; and her curiosity to know what he
had to tell her was heightened by the supposition of its being
in some manner connected with the letter he held. It suddenly
struck her that it might be from Lady Catherine; and she
anticipated with dismay all the consequent explanations.

She followed her father to the fire placeand they both sat
down. He then said

I have received a letter this morning that has astonished me
exceedingly. As it principally concerns yourself, you ought to
know its contents. I did not know before, that I had two
daughters on the brink of matrimony. Let me congratulate you
on a very important conquest.

The colour now rushed into Elizabeth's cheeks in the
instantaneous conviction of its being a letter from the nephew
instead of the aunt; and she was undetermined whether most to
be pleased that he explained himself at allor offended that
his letter was not rather addressed to herself; when her father
continued

You look conscious. Young ladies have great penetration in
such matters as these; but I think I may defy even your
sagacity, to discover the name of your admirer. This letter
is from Mr. Collins.

From Mr. Collins! and what can he have to say?

Something very much to the purpose of course. He begins
with congratulations on the approaching nuptials of my eldest
daughter, of which, it seems, he has been told by some of the
good-natured, gossiping Lucases. I shall not sport with your
impatience, by reading what he says on that point. What
relates to yourself, is as follows.Having thus offered
you the sincere congratulations of Mrs. Collins and myself on
this happy event, let me now add a short hint on the subject
of another; of which we have been advertised by the same
authority. Your daughter Elizabeth, it is presumed, will not
long bear the name of Bennet, after her elder sister has
resigned it, and the chosen partner of her fate may be
reasonably looked up to as one of the most illustrious
personages in this land.

Can you possibly guess, Lizzy, who is meant by this?This
young gentleman is blessed, in a peculiar way, with every thing
the heart of mortal can most desire, -- splendid property,
noble kindred, and extensive patronage. Yet in spite of all
these temptations, let me warn my cousin Elizabeth, and
yourself, of what evils you may incur by a precipitate closure
with this gentleman's proposals, which, of course, you will be
inclined to take immediate advantage of.

Have you any idea, Lizzy, who this gentleman is? But now it
comes out.

My motive for cautioning you is as follows. We have reason to
imagine that his aunt, Lady Catherine de Bourgh, does not look
on the match with a friendly eye.

Mr. Darcy, you see, is the man! Now, Lizzy, I think I
have surprised you. Could he, or the Lucases, have pitched
on any man within the circle of our acquaintance, whose name


would have given the lie more effectually to what they related?
Mr. Darcy, who never looks at any woman but to see a blemish,
and who probably never looked at you in his life! It is
admirable!

Elizabeth tried to join in her father's pleasantrybut could
only force one most reluctant smile. Never had his wit been
directed in a manner so little agreeable to her.

Are you not diverted?

Oh! yes. Pray read on.

After mentioning the likelihood of this marriage to her
ladyship last night, she immediately, with her usual
condescension, expressed what she felt on the occasion; when it
become apparent, that on the score of some family objections on
the part of my cousin, she would never give her consent to what
she termed so disgraceful a match. I thought it my duty to
give the speediest intelligence of this to my cousin, that she
and her noble admirer may be aware of what they are about, and
not run hastily into a marriage which has not been properly
sanctioned.Mr. Collins moreover adds,I am truly rejoiced
that my cousin Lydia's sad business has been so well hushed up,
and am only concerned that their living together before the
marriage took place should be so generally known. I must not,
however, neglect the duties of my station, or refrain from
declaring my amazement at hearing that you received the young
couple into your house as soon as they were married. It was an
encouragement of vice; and had I been the rector of Longbourn,
I should very strenuously have opposed it. You ought certainly
to forgive them as a Christian, but never to admit them in your
sight, or allow their names to be mentioned in your hearing.
That is his notion of Christian forgiveness! The rest of
his letter is only about his dear Charlotte's situation, and
his expectation of a young olive-branch. But, Lizzy, you look
as if you did not enjoy it. You are not going to be Missish,
I hope, and pretend to be affronted at an idle report. For
what do we live, but to make sport for our neighbours, and
laugh at them in our turn?

Oh!cried ElizabethI am excessively diverted. But it is
so strange!

Yes -- that is what makes it amusing. Had they fixed on
any other man it would have been nothing; but his perfect
indifference, and your pointed dislike, make it so
delightfully absurd! Much as I abominate writing, I would not
give up Mr. Collins's correspondence for any consideration.
Nay, when I read a letter of his, I cannot help giving him the
preference even over Wickham, much as I value the impudence and
hypocrisy of my son-in-law. And pray, Lizzy, what said Lady
Catherine about this report? Did she call to refuse her
consent?

To this question his daughter replied only with a laugh; and
as it had been asked without the least suspicionshe was not
distressed by his repeating it. Elizabeth had never been
more at a loss to make her feelings appear what they were not.
It was necessary to laughwhen she would rather have cried.
Her father had most cruelly mortified herby what he said of
Mr. Darcy's indifferenceand she could do nothing but wonder
at such a want of penetrationor fear that perhapsinstead of
his seeing too littleshe might have fancied too much.


CHAPTER 58

INSTEAD of receiving any such letter of excuse from his friend
as Elizabeth half expected Mr. Bingley to dohe was able to
bring Darcy with him to Longbourn before many days had passed
after Lady Catherine's visit. The gentlemen arrived early;
andbefore Mrs. Bennet had time to tell him of their having
seen his auntof which her daughter sat in momentary dread
Bingleywho wanted to be alone with Janeproposed their all
walking out. It was agreed to. Mrs. Bennet was not in the
habit of walking; Mary could never spare time; but the
remaining five set off together. Bingley and Janehowever
soon allowed the others to outstrip them. They lagged behind
while ElizabethKittyand Darcy were to entertain each other.
Very little was said by either; Kitty was too much afraid of
him to talk; Elizabeth was secretly forming a desperate
resolution; and perhaps he might be doing the same.

They walked towards the Lucasesbecause Kitty wished to call
upon Maria; and as Elizabeth saw no occasion for making it a
general concernwhen Kitty left them she went boldly on with
him alone. Now was the moment for her resolution to be
executedandwhile her courage was highshe immediately
said

Mr. Darcy, I am a very selfish creature; and, for the sake of
giving relief to my own feelings, care not how much I may be
wounding your's. I can no longer help thanking you for your
unexampled kindness to my poor sister. Ever since I have known
it, I have been most anxious to acknowledge to you how
gratefully I feel it. Were it known to the rest of my family,
I should not have merely my own gratitude to express.

I am sorry, exceedingly sorry,replied Darcyin a tone of
surprise and emotionthat you have ever been informed of what
may, in a mistaken light, have given you uneasiness. I did not
think Mrs. Gardiner was so little to be trusted.

You must not blame my aunt. Lydia's thoughtlessness first
betrayed to me that you had been concerned in the matter; and,
of course, I could not rest till I knew the particulars. Let
me thank you again and again, in the name of all my family,
for that generous compassion which induced you to take so much
trouble, and bear so many mortifications, for the sake of
discovering them.

If you will thank me,he repliedlet it be for yourself
alone. That the wish of giving happiness to you might add
force to the other inducements which led me on, I shall not
attempt to deny. But your family owe me nothing. Much as
I respect them, I believe I thought only of you.

Elizabeth was too much embarrassed to say a word. After a
short pauseher companion addedYou are too generous to
trifle with me. If your feelings are still what they were
last April, tell me so at once. My affections and wishes
are unchanged, but one word from you will silence me on this
subject for ever.

Elizabethfeeling all the more than common awkwardness and
anxiety of his situationnow forced herself to speak; and
immediatelythough not very fluentlygave him to understand
that her sentiments had undergone so material a changesince


the period to which he alludedas to make her receive with
gratitude and pleasure his present assurances. The happiness
which this reply producedwas such as he had probably never
felt before; and he expressed himself on the occasion as
sensibly and as warmly as a man violently in love can be
supposed to do. Had Elizabeth been able to encounter his
eyeshe might have seen how well the expression of heartfelt
delightdiffused over his facebecame him; butthough she
could not lookshe could listenand he told her of feelings
whichin proving of what importance she was to himmade his
affection every moment more valuable.

They walked onwithout knowing in what direction. There was
too much to be thoughtand feltand saidfor attention to
any other objects. She soon learnt that they were indebted
for their present good understanding to the efforts of his
auntwho did call on him in her return through London
and there relate her journey to Longbournits motiveand
the substance of her conversation with Elizabeth; dwelling
emphatically on every expression of the latter whichin her
ladyship's apprehensionpeculiarly denoted her perverseness
and assurance; in the belief that such a relation must assist
her endeavours to obtain that promise from her nephew which
she had refused to give. Butunluckily for her ladyship
its effect had been exactly contrariwise.

It taught me to hope,said heas I had scarcely ever
allowed myself to hope before. I knew enough of your
disposition to be certain that, had you been absolutely,
irrevocably decided against me, you would have acknowledged
it to Lady Catherine, frankly and openly.

Elizabeth coloured and laughed as she repliedYes, you know
enough of my frankness to believe me capable of that.
After abusing you so abominably to your face, I could have no
scruple in abusing you to all your relations.

What did you say of me, that I did not deserve? For, though
your accusations were ill-founded, formed on mistaken premises,
my behaviour to you at the time had merited the severest
reproof. It was unpardonable. I cannot think of it without
abhorrence.

We will not quarrel for the greater share of blame annexed to
that evening,said Elizabeth. "The conduct of neitherif
strictly examinedwill be irreproachable; but since thenwe
have bothI hopeimproved in civility."

I cannot be so easily reconciled to myself. The recollection
of what I then said, of my conduct, my manners, my expressions
during the whole of it, is now, and has been many months,
inexpressibly painful to me. Your reproof, so well applied, I
shall never forget: ``had you behaved in a more gentleman-like
manner.'' Those were your words. You know not, you can
scarcely conceive, how they have tortured me; -- though it was
some time, I confess, before I was reasonable enough to allow
their justice.

I was certainly very far from expecting them to make so strong
an impression. I had not the smallest idea of their being ever
felt in such a way.

I can easily believe it. You thought me then devoid of
every proper feeling, I am sure you did. The turn of your


countenance I shall never forget, as you said that I could
not have addressed you in any possible way that would induce
you to accept me.

Oh! do not repeat what I then said. These recollections
will not do at all. I assure you that I have long been most
heartily ashamed of it.

Darcy mentioned his letter. "Did it said he, did it soon
make you think better of me? Did youon reading itgive any
credit to its contents?"

She explained what its effect on her had beenand how
gradually all her former prejudices had been removed.

I knew,said hethat what I wrote must give you pain,
but it was necessary. I hope you have destroyed the letter.
There was one part especially, the opening of it, which I
should dread your having the power of reading again. I can
remember some expressions which might justly make you hate me.

The letter shall certainly be burnt, if you believe it
essential to the preservation of my regard; but, though we have
both reason to think my opinions not entirely unalterable, they
are not, I hope, quite so easily changed as that implies.

When I wrote that letter,replied DarcyI believed myself
perfectly calm and cool, but I am since convinced that it was
written in a dreadful bitterness of spirit.

The letter, perhaps, began in bitterness, but it did not end
so. The adieu is charity itself. But think no more of the
letter. The feelings of the person who wrote, and the person
who received it, are now so widely different from what they
were then, that every unpleasant circumstance attending it
ought to be forgotten. You must learn some of my philosophy.
Think only of the past as its remembrance gives you pleasure.

I cannot give you credit for any philosophy of the kind.
Your retrospections must be so totally void of reproach, that
the contentment arising from them is not of philosophy, but,
what is much better, of innocence. But with me, it is not
so. Painful recollections will intrude which cannot, which
ought not, to be repelled. I have been a selfish being all my
life, in practice, though not in principle. As a child I was
taught what was right, but I was not taught to correct my
temper. I was given good principles, but left to follow them
in pride and conceit. Unfortunately an only son (for many
years an only child), I was spoilt by my parents, who, though
good themselves (my father, particularly, all that was
benevolent and amiable), allowed, encouraged, almost taught me
to be selfish and overbearing; to care for none beyond my own
family circle; to think meanly of all the rest of the world; to
wish at least to think meanly of their sense and worth
compared with my own. Such I was, from eight to eight and
twenty; and such I might still have been but for you, dearest,
loveliest Elizabeth! What do I not owe you! You taught me a
lesson, hard indeed at first, but most advantageous. By you,
I was properly humbled. I came to you without a doubt of my
reception. You shewed me how insufficient were all my
pretensions to please a woman worthy of being pleased.

Had you then persuaded yourself that I should?


Indeed I had. What will you think of my vanity? I believed
you to be wishing, expecting my addresses.

My manners must have been in fault, but not intentionally,
I assure you. I never meant to deceive you, but my spirits
might often lead me wrong. How you must have hated me after
that evening?

Hate you! I was angry perhaps at first, but my anger soon
began to take a proper direction.

I am almost afraid of asking what you thought of me, when we
met at Pemberley. You blamed me for coming?

No indeed; I felt nothing but surprise.

Your surprise could not be greater than mine in being
noticed by you. My conscience told me that I deserved no
extraordinary politeness, and I confess that I did not expect
to receive more than my due.

My object then,replied Darcywas to shew you, by every
civility in my power, that I was not so mean as to resent the
past; and I hoped to obtain your forgiveness, to lessen your
ill opinion, by letting you see that your reproofs had been
attended to. How soon any other wishes introduced themselves
I can hardly tell, but I believe in about half an hour after
I had seen you.

He then told her of Georgiana's delight in her acquaintance
and of her disappointment at its sudden interruption; which
naturally leading to the cause of that interruptionshe soon
learnt that his resolution of following her from Derbyshire in
quest of her sister had been formed before he quitted the inn
and that his gravity and thoughtfulness there had arisen from
no other struggles than what such a purpose must comprehend.

She expressed her gratitude againbut it was too painful a
subject to eachto be dwelt on farther.

After walking several miles in a leisurely mannerand too busy
to know any thing about itthey found at laston examining
their watchesthat it was time to be at home.

What could become of Mr. Bingley and Jane!was a wonder
which introduced the discussion of their affairs. Darcy
was delighted with their engagement; his friend had given
him the earliest information of it.

I must ask whether you were surprised?said Elizabeth.

Not at all. When I went away, I felt that it would soon
happen.

That is to say, you had given your permission. I guessed as
much.And though he exclaimed at the termshe found that it
had been pretty much the case.

On the evening before my going to London,said heI made a
confession to him, which I believe I ought to have made long
ago. I told him of all that had occurred to make my former
interference in his affairs absurd and impertinent. His
surprise was great. He had never had the slightest suspicion.
I told him, moreover, that I believed myself mistaken in


supposing, as I had done, that your sister was indifferent to
him; and as I could easily perceive that his attachment to her
was unabated, I felt no doubt of their happiness together.

Elizabeth could not help smiling at his easy manner of
directing his friend.

Did you speak from your own observation,said shewhen
you told him that my sister loved him, or merely from my
information last spring?

From the former. I had narrowly observed her during the two
visits which I had lately made here; and I was convinced of her
affection.

And your assurance of it, I suppose, carried immediate
conviction to him.

It did. Bingley is most unaffectedly modest. His diffidence
had prevented his depending on his own judgment in so anxious a
case, but his reliance on mine made every thing easy. I was
obliged to confess one thing, which for a time, and not
unjustly, offended him. I could not allow myself to conceal
that your sister had been in town three months last winter,
that I had known it, and purposely kept it from him. He was
angry. But his anger, I am persuaded, lasted no longer than
he remained in any doubt of your sister's sentiments. He has
heartily forgiven me now.

Elizabeth longed to observe that Mr. Bingley had been a most
delightful friend; so easily guided that his worth was
invaluable; but she checked herself. She remembered that he
had yet to learn to be laughed atand it was rather too early
to begin. In anticipating the happiness of Bingleywhich of
course was to be inferior only to his ownhe continued the
conversation till they reached the house. In the hall they
parted.

CHAPTER 59

My dear Lizzy, where can you have been walking to?was a
question which Elizabeth received from Jane as soon as she
entered their roomand from all the others when they sat down
to table. She had only to say in replythat they had wandered
abouttill she was beyond her own knowledge. She coloured as
she spoke; but neither thatnor any thing elseawakened a
suspicion of the truth.

The evening passed quietlyunmarked by any thing
extraordinary. The acknowledged lovers talked and laughedthe
unacknowledged were silent. Darcy was not of a disposition in
which happiness overflows in mirth; and Elizabethagitated and
confusedrather knew that she was happy than felt herself
to be so; forbesides the immediate embarrassmentthere were
other evils before her. She anticipated what would be felt in
the family when her situation became known; she was aware that
no one liked him but Jane; and even feared that with the others
it was a dislike which not all his fortune and consequence
might do away.

At night she opened her heart to Jane. Though suspicion was
very far from Miss Bennet's general habitsshe was absolutely
incredulous here.


You are joking, Lizzy. This cannot be! -- engaged to
Mr. Darcy! No, no, you shall not deceive me. I know it
to be impossible.

This is a wretched beginning indeed! My sole dependence was
on you; and I am sure nobody else will believe me, if you do
not. Yet, indeed, I am in earnest. I speak nothing but the
truth. He still loves me, and we are engaged.

Jane looked at her doubtingly. "OhLizzy! it cannot be.
I know how much you dislike him."

You know nothing of the matter. That is all to be forgot.
Perhaps I did not always love him so well as I do now. But in
such cases as these, a good memory is unpardonable. This is
the last time I shall ever remember it myself.

Miss Bennet still looked all amazement. Elizabeth againand
more seriously assured her of its truth.

Good Heaven! can it be really so! Yet now I must believe
you,cried Jane. "My deardear LizzyI would -- I do
congratulate you -- but are you certain? forgive the question
-- are you quite certain that you can be happy with him?"

There can be no doubt of that. It is settled between us
already, that we are to be the happiest couple in the world.
But are you pleased, Jane? Shall you like to have such a
brother?

Very, very much. Nothing could give either Bingley or
myself more delight. But we considered it, we talked of it as
impossible. And do you really love him quite well enough?
Oh, Lizzy! do any thing rather than marry without affection.
Are you quite sure that you feel what you ought to do?

Oh, yes! You will only think I feel more than I ought to
do, when I tell you all.

What do you mean?

Why, I must confess that I love him better than I do Bingley.
I am afraid you will be angry.

My dearest sister, now be serious. I want to talk very
seriously. Let me know every thing that I am to know, without
delay. Will you tell me how long you have loved him?

It has been coming on so gradually, that I hardly know when it
began. But I believe I must date it from my first seeing his
beautiful grounds at Pemberley.

Another intreaty that she would be serioushoweverproduced
the desired effect; and she soon satisfied Jane by her solemn
assurances of attachment. When convinced on that articleMiss
Bennet had nothing farther to wish.

Now I am quite happy,said shefor you will be as happy as
myself. I always had a value for him. Were it for nothing but
his love of you, I must always have esteemed him; but now, as
Bingley's friend and your husband, there can be only Bingley
and yourself more dear to me. But Lizzy, you have been very
sly, very reserved with me. How little did you tell me of what
passed at Pemberley and Lambton! I owe all that I know of it


to another, not to you.

Elizabeth told her the motives of her secrecy. She had been
unwilling to mention Bingley; and the unsettled state of her
own feelings had made her equally avoid the name of his friend.
But now she would no longer conceal from her his share in
Lydia's marriage. All was acknowledgedand half the night
spent in conversation.

Good gracious!cried Mrs. Bennetas she stood at a window
the next morningif that disagreeable Mr. Darcy is not coming
here again with our dear Bingley! What can he mean by being so
tiresome as to be always coming here? I had no notion but he
would go a-shooting, or something or other, and not disturb us
with his company. What shall we do with him? Lizzy, you must
walk out with him again, that he may not be in Bingley's way.

Elizabeth could hardly help laughing at so convenient a
proposal; yet was really vexed that her mother should be
always giving him such an epithet.

As soon as they enteredBingley looked at her so expressively
and shook hands with such warmthas left no doubt of his good
information; and he soon afterwards said aloudMrs. Bennet,
have you no more lanes hereabouts in which Lizzy may lose her
way again to-day?

I advise Mr. Darcy, and Lizzy, and Kitty,said Mrs. Bennet
to walk to Oakham Mount this morning. It is a nice long walk,
and Mr. Darcy has never seen the view.

It may do very well for the others,replied Mr. Bingley; "but
I am sure it will be too much for Kitty. Won't itKitty?"
Kitty owned that she had rather stay at home. Darcy professed
a great curiosity to see the view from the Mountand Elizabeth
silently consented. As she went up stairs to get ready
Mrs. Bennet followed hersaying

I am quite sorry, Lizzy, that you should be forced to have
that disagreeable man all to yourself. But I hope you will not
mind it: it is all for Jane's sake, you know; and there is no
occasion for talking to him, except just now and then. So, do
not put yourself to inconvenience.

During their walkit was resolved that Mr. Bennet's consent
should be asked in the course of the evening. Elizabeth
reserved to herself the application for her mother's. She
could not determine how her mother would take it; sometimes
doubting whether all his wealth and grandeur would be enough
to overcome her abhorrence of the man. But whether she were
violently set against the matchor violently delighted with
itit was certain that her manner would be equally ill adapted
to do credit to her sense; and she could no more bear that
Mr. Darcy should hear the first raptures of her joythan the
first vehemence of her disapprobation.

In the eveningsoon after Mr. Bennet withdrew to the library
she saw Mr. Darcy rise also and follow himand her agitation
on seeing it was extreme. She did not fear her father's
oppositionbut he was going to be made unhappy; and that it
should be through her means -- that shehis favourite child
should be distressing him by her choiceshould be filling him


with fears and regrets in disposing of her -- was a wretched
reflectionand she sat in misery till Mr. Darcy appeared
againwhenlooking at himshe was a little relieved by his
smile. In a few minutes he approached the table where she was
sitting with Kitty; andwhile pretending to admire her work
said in a whisperGo to your father, he wants you in the
library.She was gone directly.


Her father was walking about the roomlooking grave and
anxious. "Lizzy said he, what are you doing? Are you out
of your sensesto be accepting this man? Have not you always
hated him?"


How earnestly did she then wish that her former opinions had
been more reasonableher expressions more moderate! It would
have spared her from explanations and professions which it was
exceedingly awkward to give; but they were now necessaryand
she assured himwith some confusionof her attachment to
Mr. Darcy.


Or, in other words, you are determined to have him. He is
rich, to be sure, and you may have more fine clothes and fine
carriages than Jane. But will they make you happy?


Have you any other objection,said Elizabeththan your
belief of my indifference?


None at all. We all know him to be a proud, unpleasant sort
of man; but this would be nothing if you really liked him.


I do, I do like him,she repliedwith tears in her eyes
I love him. Indeed he has no improper pride. He is perfectly
amiable. You do not know what he really is; then pray do not
pain me by speaking of him in such terms.


Lizzy,said her fatherI have given him my consent.
He is the kind of man, indeed, to whom I should never dare
refuse any thing, which he condescended to ask. I now give it
to you, if you are resolved on having him. But let me advise
you to think better of it. I know your disposition, Lizzy.
I know that you could be neither happy nor respectable, unless
you truly esteemed your husband; unless you looked up to him
as a superior. Your lively talents would place you in the
greatest danger in an unequal marriage. You could scarcely
escape discredit and misery. My child, let me not have the
grief of seeing you unable to respect your partner in life.
You know not what you are about.


Elizabethstill more affectedwas earnest and solemn in her
reply; and at lengthby repeated assurances that Mr. Darcy was
really the object of her choiceby explaining the gradual
change which her estimation of him had undergonerelating her
absolute certainty that his affection was not the work of a
daybut had stood the test of many months suspenseand
enumerating with energy all his good qualitiesshe did conquer
her father's incredulityand reconcile him to the match.


Well, my dear,said hewhen she ceased speakingI have no
more to say. If this be the case, he deserves you. I could
not have parted with you, my Lizzy, to any one less worthy.


To complete the favourable impressionshe then told him what
Mr. Darcy had voluntarily done for Lydia. He heard her with
astonishment.



This is an evening of wonders, indeed! And so, Darcy did
every thing: made up the match, gave the money, paid the
fellow's debts, and got him his commission! So much the
better. It will save me a world of trouble and economy.
Had it been your uncle's doing, I must and would have paid
him; but these violent young lovers carry every thing their
own way. I shall offer to pay him to-morrow; he will rant
and storm about his love for you, and there will be an end
of the matter.

He then recollected her embarrassment a few days beforeon his
reading Mr. Collins's letter; and after laughing at her some
timeallowed her at last to go -- sayingas she quitted the
roomIf any young men come for Mary or Kitty, send them in,
for I am quite at leisure.

Elizabeth's mind was now relieved from a very heavy weight;
andafter half an hour's quiet reflection in her own room
she was able to join the others with tolerable composure.
Every thing was too recent for gaietybut the evening passed
tranquilly away; there was no longer any thing material to
be dreadedand the comfort of ease and familiarity would
come in time.

When her mother went up to her dressing-room at nightshe
followed herand made the important communication. Its effect
was most extraordinary; for on first hearing itMrs. Bennet
sat quite stilland unable to utter a syllable. Nor was it
under manymany minutes that she could comprehend what she
heard; though not in general backward to credit what was for
the advantage of her familyor that came in the shape of a
lover to any of them. She began at length to recoverto
fidget about in her chairget upsit down againwonder
and bless herself.

Good gracious! Lord bless me! only think! dear me!
Mr. Darcy! Who would have thought it! And is it really true?
Oh! my sweetest Lizzy! how rich and how great you will be!
What pin-money, what jewels, what carriages you will have!
Jane's is nothing to it -- nothing at all. I am so pleased -so
happy. Such a charming man! -- so handsome! so tall! --
Oh, my dear Lizzy! pray apologise for my having disliked him
so much before. I hope he will overlook it. Dear, dear Lizzy.
A house in town! Every thing that is charming! Three
daughters married! Ten thousand a year! Oh, Lord! What will
become of me. I shall go distracted.

This was enough to prove that her approbation need not be
doubted: and Elizabethrejoicing that such an effusion was
heard only by herselfsoon went away. But before she had
been three minutes in her own roomher mother followed her.

My dearest child,she criedI can think of nothing else!
Ten thousand a year, and very likely more! 'Tis as good as a
Lord! And a special licence. You must and shall be married
by a special licence. But my dearest love, tell me what dish
Mr. Darcy is particularly fond of, that I may have it
tomorrow.

This was a sad omen of what her mother's behaviour to the
gentleman himself might be; and Elizabeth found thatthough in
the certain possession of his warmest affectionand secure of
her relations' consentthere was still something to be wished


for. But the morrow passed off much better than she expected;
for Mrs. Bennet luckily stood in such awe of her intended
son-in-law that she ventured not to speak to himunless it was
in her power to offer him any attentionor mark her deference
for his opinion.

Elizabeth had the satisfaction of seeing her father taking
pains to get acquainted with him; and Mr. Bennet soon assured
her that he was rising every hour in his esteem.

I admire all my three sons-in-law highly,said he.
Wickham, perhaps, is my favourite; but I think I shall
like your husband quite as well as Jane's.

CHAPTER 60

ELIZABETH'S spirits soon rising to playfulness againshe
wanted Mr. Darcy to account for his having ever fallen in love
with her. "How could you begin?" said she. "I can comprehend
your going on charminglywhen you had once made a beginning;
but what could set you off in the first place?"

I cannot fix on the hour, or the spot, or the look, or the
words, which laid the foundation. It is too long ago. I was
in the middle before I knew that I had begun.

My beauty you had early withstood, and as for my manners -my
behaviour to you was at least always bordering on the
uncivil, and I never spoke to you without rather wishing to
give you pain than not. Now be sincere; did you admire me for
my impertinence?

For the liveliness of your mind, I did.

You may as well call it impertinence at once. It was very
little less. The fact is, that you were sick of civility, of
deference, of officious attention. You were disgusted with the
women who were always speaking, and looking, and thinking for
your approbation alone. I roused, and interested you,
because I was so unlike them. Had you not been really
amiable, you would have hated me for it; but in spite of the
pains you took to disguise yourself, your feelings were always
noble and just; and in your heart, you thoroughly despised the
persons who so assiduously courted you. There -- I have saved
you the trouble of accounting for it; and really, all things
considered, I begin to think it perfectly reasonable. To be
sure, you knew no actual good of me -- but nobody thinks of
that when they fall in love.

Was there no good in your affectionate behaviour to Jane while
she was ill at Netherfield?

Dearest Jane! who could have done less for her? But make a
virtue of it by all means. My good qualities are under your
protection, and you are to exaggerate them as much as possible;
and, in return, it belongs to me to find occasions for teazing
and quarrelling with you as often as may be; and I shall begin
directly by asking you what made you so unwilling to come to
the point at last. What made you so shy of me, when you first
called, and afterwards dined here? Why, especially, when you
called, did you look as if you did not care about me?

Because you were grave and silent, and gave me no
encouragement.


But I was embarrassed.

And so was I.

You might have talked to me more when you came to dinner.

A man who had felt less, might.

How unlucky that you should have a reasonable answer to give,
and that I should be so reasonable as to admit it! But I
wonder how long you would have gone on, if you had been left
to yourself. I wonder when you would have spoken, if I had
not asked you! My resolution of thanking you for your kindness
to Lydia had certainly great effect. Too much, I am
afraid; for what becomes of the moral, if our comfort springs
from a breach of promise? for I ought not to have mentioned
the subject. This will never do.

You need not distress yourself. The moral will be perfectly
fair. Lady Catherine's unjustifiable endeavours to separate us
were the means of removing all my doubts. I am not indebted
for my present happiness to your eager desire of expressing
your gratitude. I was not in a humour to wait for any opening
of your's. My aunt's intelligence had given me hope, and I was
determined at once to know every thing.

Lady Catherine has been of infinite use, which ought to make
her happy, for she loves to be of use. But tell me, what did
you come down to Netherfield for? Was it merely to ride to
Longbourn and be embarrassed? or had you intended any more
serious consequence?

My real purpose was to see you, and to judge, if I could,
whether I might ever hope to make you love me. My avowed one,
or what I avowed to myself, was to see whether your sister were
still partial to Bingley, and if she were, to make the
confession to him which I have since made.

Shall you ever have courage to announce to Lady Catherine
what is to befall her?

I am more likely to want more time than courage, Elizabeth.
But it ought to done, and if you will give me a sheet of paper,
it shall be done directly.

And if I had not a letter to write myself, I might sit by you
and admire the evenness of your writing, as another young lady
once did. But I have an aunt, too, who must not be longer
neglected.

From an unwillingness to confess how much her intimacy with
Mr. Darcy had been over-ratedElizabeth had never yet
answered Mrs. Gardiner's long letter; but nowhaving that
to communicate which she knew would be most welcomeshe was
almost ashamed to find that her uncle and aunt had already lost
three days of happinessand immediately wrote as follows:

I would have thanked you before, my dear aunt, as I ought
to have done, for your long, kind, satisfactory, detail of
particulars; but to say the truth, I was too cross to write.
You supposed more than really existed. But now suppose as
much as you choose; give a loose to your fancy, indulge your
imagination in every possible flight which the subject will


afford, and unless you believe me actually married, you cannot
greatly err. You must write again very soon, and praise him a
great deal more than you did in your last. I thank you, again
and again, for not going to the Lakes. How could I be so silly
as to wish it! Your idea of the ponies is delightful. We will
go round the Park every day. I am the happiest creature in the
world. Perhaps other people have said so before, but not one
with such justice. I am happier even than Jane; she only
smiles, I laugh. Mr. Darcy sends you all the love in the world
that he can spare from me. You are all to come to Pemberley at
Christmas. Your's, &c.

Mr. Darcy's letter to Lady Catherine was in a different style;
and still different from either was what Mr. Bennet sent to
Mr. Collinsin reply to his last.

DEAR SIR,

I must trouble you once more for congratulations. Elizabeth
will soon be the wife of Mr. Darcy. Console Lady Catherine
as well as you can. But, if I were you, I would stand by the
nephew. He has more to give.

Your's sincerely, &c.

Miss Bingley's congratulations to her brotheron his
approaching marriagewere all that was affectionate and
insincere. She wrote even to Jane on the occasionto express
her delightand repeat all her former professions of regard.
Jane was not deceivedbut she was affected; and though feeling
no reliance on hercould not help writing her a much kinder
answer than she knew was deserved.

The joy which Miss Darcy expressed on receiving similar
informationwas as sincere as her brother's in sending it.
Four sides of paper were insufficient to contain all her
delightand all her earnest desire of being loved by her
sister.

Before any answer could arrive from Mr. Collinsor any
congratulations to Elizabeth from his wifethe Longbourn
family heard that the Collinses were come themselves to Lucas
lodge. The reason of this sudden removal was soon evident.
Lady Catherine had been rendered so exceedingly angry by
the contents of her nephew's letterthat Charlottereally
rejoicing in the matchwas anxious to get away till the
storm was blown over. At such a momentthe arrival of
her friend was a sincere pleasure to Elizabeththough in
the course of their meetings she must sometimes think the
pleasure dearly boughtwhen she saw Mr. Darcy exposed to all
the parading and obsequious civility of her husband. He bore
ithoweverwith admirable calmness. He could even listen to
Sir William Lucaswhen he complimented him on carrying away
the brightest jewel of the countryand expressed his hopes of
their all meeting frequently at St. James'swith very decent
composure. If he did shrug his shouldersit was not till Sir
William was out of sight.

Mrs. Phillips's vulgarity was anotherand perhaps a greater
tax on his forbearance; and though Mrs. Phillipsas well as
her sisterstood in too much awe of him to speak with the
familiarity which Bingley's good humour encouragedyet
whenever she did speakshe must be vulgar. Nor was her
respect for himthough it made her more quietat all likely


to make her more elegant. Elizabeth did all she could to
shield him from the frequent notice of eitherand was ever
anxious to keep him to herselfand to those of her family with
whom he might converse without mortification; and though the
uncomfortable feelings arising from all this took from the
season of courtship much of its pleasureit added to the hope
of the future; and she looked forward with delight to the time
when they should be removed from society so little pleasing to
eitherto all the comfort and elegance of their family party
at Pemberley.

CHAPTER 61

HAPPY for all her maternal feelings was the day on which
Mrs. Bennet got rid of her two most deserving daughters.
With what delighted pride she afterwards visited Mrs. Bingley
and talked of Mrs. Darcymay be guessed. I wish I could say
for the sake of her familythat the accomplishment of her
earnest desire in the establishment of so many of her children
produced so happy an effect as to make her a sensibleamiable
well-informed woman for the rest of her life; though perhaps it
was lucky for her husbandwho might not have relished domestic
felicity in so unusual a formthat she still was occasionally
nervous and invariably silly.

Mr. Bennet missed his second daughter exceedingly; his
affection for her drew him oftener from home than any thing
else could do. He delighted in going to Pemberleyespecially
when he was least expected.

Mr. Bingley and Jane remained at Netherfield only a
twelvemonth. So near a vicinity to her mother and Meryton
relations was not desirable even to his easy temperor her
affectionate heart. The darling wish of his sisters was then
gratified; he bought an estate in a neighbouring county to
Derbyshireand Jane and Elizabethin addition to every other
source of happinesswere within thirty miles of each other.

Kittyto her very material advantagespent the chief of her
time with her two elder sisters. In society so superior to
what she had generally knownher improvement was great. She
was not of so ungovernable a temper as Lydia; andremoved from
the influence of Lydia's exampleshe becameby proper
attention and managementless irritableless ignorantand
less insipid. From the farther disadvantage of Lydia's society
she was of course carefully keptand though Mrs. Wickham
frequently invited her to come and stay with herwith the
promise of balls and young menher father would never consent
to her going.

Mary was the only daughter who remained at home; and she was
necessarily drawn from the pursuit of accomplishments by
Mrs. Bennet's being quite unable to sit alone. Mary was
obliged to mix more with the worldbut she could still
moralize over every morning visit; and as she was no longer
mortified by comparisons between her sisters' beauty and her
ownit was suspected by her father that she submitted to
the change without much reluctance.

As for Wickham and Lydiatheir characters suffered no
revolution from the marriage of her sisters. He bore with
philosophy the conviction that Elizabeth must now become
acquainted with whatever of his ingratitude and falsehood
had before been unknown to her; and in spite of every thing


was not wholly without hope that Darcy might yet be prevailed
on to make his fortune. The congratulatory letter which
Elizabeth received from Lydia on her marriageexplained to
her thatby his wife at leastif not by himselfsuch a
hope was cherished. The letter was to this effect:

MY DEAR LIZZY,

I wish you joy. If you love Mr. Darcy half as well as I do my
dear Wickham, you must be very happy. It is a great comfort to
have you so rich, and when you have nothing else to do, I hope
you will think of us. I am sure Wickham would like a place at
court very much, and I do not think we shall have quite money
enough to live upon without some help. Any place would do, of
about three or four hundred a year; but however, do not speak
to Mr. Darcy about it, if you had rather not.

Your's, &c.

As it happened that Elizabeth had much rather notshe
endeavoured in her answer to put an end to every intreaty
and expectation of the kind. Such reliefhoweveras it
was in her power to affordby the practice of what might be
called economy in her own private expencesshe frequently
sent them. It had always been evident to her that such an
income as theirsunder the direction of two persons so
extravagant in their wantsand heedless of the futuremust
be very insufficient to their support; and whenever they
changed their quarterseither Jane or herself were sure of
being applied to for some little assistance towards discharging
their bills. Their manner of livingeven when the restoration
of peace dismissed them to a homewas unsettled in the
extreme. They were always moving from place to place in quest
of a cheap situationand always spending more than they ought.
His affection for her soon sunk into indifference; her's lasted
a little longer; and in spite of her youth and her mannersshe
retained all the claims to reputation which her marriage had
given her.

Though Darcy could never receive him at Pemberleyyetfor
Elizabeth's sakehe assisted him farther in his profession.
Lydia was occasionally a visitor therewhen her husband was
gone to enjoy himself in London or Bath; and with the Bingleys
they both of them frequently staid so longthat even Bingley's
good humour was overcomeand he proceeded so far as to talk
of giving them a hint to be gone.

Miss Bingley was very deeply mortified by Darcy's marriage; but
as she thought it advisable to retain the right of visiting at
Pemberleyshe dropt all her resentment; was fonder than ever
of Georgianaalmost as attentive to Darcy as heretoforeand
paid off every arrear of civility to Elizabeth.

Pemberley was now Georgiana's home; and the attachment of the
sisters was exactly what Darcy had hoped to see. They were
able to love each other even as well as they intended.
Georgiana had the highest opinion in the world of Elizabeth;
though at first she often listened with an astonishment
bordering on alarm at her livelysportivemanner of talking
to her brother. Hewho had always inspired in herself a
respect which almost overcame her affectionshe now saw the
object of open pleasantry. Her mind received knowledge which
had never before fallen in her way. By Elizabeth's
instructionsshe began to comprehend that a woman may take


liberties with her husband which a brother will not always
allow in a sister more than ten years younger than himself.

Lady Catherine was extremely indignant on the marriage of her
nephew; and as she gave way to all the genuine frankness of her
character in her reply to the letter which announced its
arrangementshe sent him language so very abusiveespecially
of Elizabeththat for some time all intercourse was at an end.
But at lengthby Elizabeth's persuasionhe was prevailed on
to overlook the offenceand seek a reconciliation; andafter
a little farther resistance on the part of his aunther
resentment gave wayeither to her affection for himor her
curiosity to see how his wife conducted herself; and she
condescended to wait on them at Pemberleyin spite of that
pollution which its woods had receivednot merely from the
presence of such a mistressbut the visits of her uncle and
aunt from the city.

With the Gardinersthey were always on the most intimate
terms. Darcyas well as Elizabethreally loved them; and
they were both ever sensible of the warmest gratitude towards
the persons whoby bringing her into Derbyshirehad been the
means of uniting them.