1MORE than once did Elizabeth, in her ramble within the park,
unexpectedly meet Mr. Darcy. 2She felt all the perverseness of the
mischance that should bring him where no one else was brought; and, to
prevent its ever happening again, took care to inform him, at first,
that it was a favourite haunt of hers. 3How it could occur a second time,
therefore, was very odd! 4Yet it did, and even the third. 5It seemed like
wilful ill-nature, or a voluntary penance; for on these occasions it was
not merely a few formal inquiries and an awkward pause and then away,
but he actually thought it necessary to turn back and walk with her. 6He
never said a great deal, nor did she give herself the trouble of talking
or of listening much; but it struck her in the course of their third
encounter that he was asking some odd unconnected questions—about her
pleasure in being at Hunsford, her love of solitary walks, and her
opinion of Mr. and Mrs. Collins’s happiness; and that in speaking of
Rosings, and her not perfectly understanding the house, he seemed to
expect that whenever she came into Kent again she would be staying
there too. 7His words seemed to imply it. 8Could he have Colonel
Fitzwilliam in his thoughts? 9She supposed, if he meant anything, he must
mean an allusion to what might arise in that quarter. 10It distressed her
a little, and she was quite glad to find herself at the gate in the
pales opposite the Parsonage.
11She was engaged one day, as she walked, in re-perusing Jane’s last
letter, and dwelling on some passages which proved that Jane had not
written in spirits, when, instead of being again surprised by Mr. Darcy,
she saw, on looking up, that Colonel Fitzwilliam was meeting her.
12Putting away the letter immediately, and forcing a smile, she said,—
13“I did not know before that you ever walked this way.”
14“I have been making the tour of the park,” he replied, “as I generally
do every year, and intended to close it with a call at the Parsonage.
15Are you going much farther?”
16“No, I should have turned in a moment.”
17And accordingly she did turn, and they walked towards the Parsonage
together.
18“Do you certainly leave Kent on Saturday?” said she.
19“Yes—if Darcy does not put it off again. 20But I am at his disposal. 21He
arranges the business just as he pleases.”
22“And if not able to please himself in the arrangement, he has at least
great pleasure in the power of choice. 23I do not know anybody who seems
more to enjoy the power of doing what he likes than Mr. Darcy.”
24“He likes to have his own way very well,” replied Colonel Fitzwilliam.
25“But so we all do. 26It is only that he has better means of having it than
many others, because he is rich, and many others are poor. 27I speak
feelingly. 28A younger son, you know, must be inured to self-denial and
dependence.”
29“In my opinion, the younger son of an earl can know very little of
either. 30Now, seriously, what have you ever known of self-denial and
dependence? 31When have you been prevented by want of money from going
wherever you chose or procuring anything you had a fancy for?”
32“These are home questions—and perhaps I cannot say that I have
experienced many hardships of that nature. 33But in matters of greater
weight, I may suffer from the want of money. 34Younger sons cannot marry
where they like.”
35“Unless where they like women of fortune, which I think they very often
do.”
36“Our habits of expense make us too dependent, and there are not many in
my rank of life who can afford to marry without some attention to
money.”
37“Is this,” thought Elizabeth, “meant for me?” 38and she coloured at the
idea; but, recovering herself, said in a lively tone, “And pray, what is
the usual price of an earl’s younger son? 39Unless the elder brother is
very sickly, I suppose you would not ask above fifty thousand pounds.”
40He answered her in the same style, and the subject dropped. 41To interrupt
a silence which might make him fancy her affected with what had passed,
she soon afterwards said,—
42“I imagine your cousin brought you down with him chiefly for the sake of
having somebody at his disposal. 43I wonder he does not marry, to secure a
lasting convenience of that kind. 44But, 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.”
45“No,” said Colonel Fitzwilliam, “that is an advantage which he must
divide with me. 46I am joined with him in the guardianship of Miss Darcy.”
47“Are you, indeed? 48And pray what sort of a guardian do you make? 49Does
your charge give you much trouble? 50Young 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.”
51As 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 uneasiness, convinced her that she had somehow or other
got pretty near the truth. 52She directly replied,—
53“You need not be frightened. 54I never heard any harm of her; and I dare
say she is one of the most tractable creatures in the world. 55She is a
very great favourite with some ladies of my acquaintance, Mrs. Hurst and
Miss Bingley. 56I think I have heard you say that you know them.”
57“I know them a little. 58Their brother is a pleasant, gentlemanlike
man—he is a great friend of Darcy’s.”
59“Oh yes,” said Elizabeth drily—“Mr. 60Darcy is uncommonly kind to Mr.
Bingley, and takes a prodigious deal of care of him.”
61“Care of him! 62Yes, I really believe Darcy does take care of him in
those points where he most wants care. 63From something that he told me
in our journey hither, I have reason to think Bingley very much indebted
to him. 64But I ought to beg his pardon, for I have no right to suppose
that Bingley was the person meant. 65It was all conjecture.”
66“What is it you mean?”
67“It is a circumstance which Darcy of course 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.”
68“You may depend upon my not mentioning it.”
69“And remember that I have not much reason for supposing it to be
Bingley. 70What 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.”
71“Did Mr. Darcy give you his reasons for this interference?”
72“I understood that there were some very strong objections against the
lady.”
73“And what arts did he use to separate them?”
74“He did not talk to me of his own arts,” said Fitzwilliam, smiling. 75“He
only told me what I have now told you.”
76Elizabeth made no answer, and walked on, her heart swelling with
indignation. 77After watching her a little, Fitzwilliam asked her why she
was so thoughtful.
78“I am thinking of what you have been telling me,” said she. 79“Your
cousin’s conduct does not suit my feelings. 80Why was he to be the
judge?”
81“You are rather disposed to call his interference officious?”
82“I do not see what right Mr. Darcy had to decide on the propriety of his
friend’s inclination; or why, upon his own judgment alone, he was to
determine and direct in what manner that friend was to be happy. 83But,”
she continued, recollecting herself, “as we know none of the
particulars, it is not fair to condemn him. 84It is not to be supposed
that there was much affection in the case.”
85“That is not an unnatural surmise,” said Fitzwilliam; “but it is
lessening the honour of my cousin’s triumph very sadly.”
86This was spoken jestingly, but it appeared to her so just a picture of
Mr. Darcy, that she would not trust herself with an answer; and,
therefore, abruptly changing the conversation, talked on indifferent
matters till they reached the Parsonage. 87There, shut into her own room,
as soon as their visitor left them, she could think without interruption
of all that she had heard. 88It was not to be supposed that any other
people could be meant than those with whom she was connected. 89There
could not exist in the world two men over whom Mr. Darcy could have
such boundless influence. 90That he had been concerned in the measures
taken to separate Mr. Bingley and Jane, she had never doubted; but she
had always attributed to Miss Bingley the principal design and
arrangement of them. 91If his own vanity, however, did not mislead him,
he was the cause—his pride and caprice were the cause—of all that
Jane had suffered, and still continued to suffer. 92He had ruined for a
while every hope of happiness for the most affectionate, generous heart
in the world; and no one could say how lasting an evil he might have
inflicted.
93“There were some very strong objections against the lady,” were Colonel
Fitzwilliam’s words; and these strong objections probably were, her
having one uncle who was a country attorney, and another who was in
business in London.
94“To Jane herself,” she exclaimed, “there could be no possibility of
objection,—all loveliness and goodness as she is! 95Her understanding
excellent, her mind improved, and her manners captivating. 96Neither could
anything be urged against my father, who, though with some
peculiarities, has abilities which Mr. Darcy himself need not disdain,
and respectability which he will probably never reach.” 97When she thought
of her mother, indeed, her confidence gave way a little; but she would
not allow that any objections there had material weight with Mr.
Darcy, whose pride, she was convinced, would receive a deeper wound from
the want of importance in his friend’s connections than from their want
of sense; and she was quite decided, at last, that he had been partly
governed by this worst kind of pride, and partly by the wish of
retaining Mr. Bingley for his sister.
98The agitation and tears which the subject occasioned brought on a
headache; and it grew so much worse towards the evening that, added to
her unwillingness to see Mr. Darcy, it determined her not to attend her
cousins to Rosings, where they were engaged to drink tea. 99Mrs. Collins,
seeing that she was really unwell, did 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.