1AS soon as they were gone, Elizabeth walked out to recover her spirits;
or, in other words, to dwell without interruption on those subjects
which must deaden them more. 2Mr. Darcy’s behaviour astonished and vexed
her.
3“Why, if he came only to be silent, grave, and indifferent,” said she,
“did he come at all?”
4She could settle it in no way that gave her pleasure.
5“He could be still amiable, still pleasing to my uncle and aunt, when he
was in town; and why not to me? 6If he fears me, why come hither? 7If he
no longer cares for me, why silent? 8Teasing, teasing man! 9I will think
no more about him.”
10Her resolution was for a short time involuntarily kept by the approach
of her sister, who joined her with a cheerful look which showed her
better satisfied with their visitors than Elizabeth.
11“Now,” said she, “that this first meeting is over, I feel perfectly
easy. 12I know my own strength, and I shall never be embarrassed again by
his coming. 13I am glad he dines here on Tuesday. 14It will then be publicly
seen, that on both sides we meet only as common and indifferent
acquaintance.”
15“Yes, very indifferent, indeed,” said Elizabeth, laughingly. 16“Oh, Jane!
take care.”
17“My dear Lizzy, you cannot think me so weak as to be in danger now.”
18“I think you are in very great danger of making him as much in love with
you as ever.”
19They did not see the gentlemen again till Tuesday; and Mrs. Bennet, in
the meanwhile, was giving way to all the happy schemes which the
good-humour and common politeness of Bingley, in half an hour’s visit,
had revived.
20On Tuesday there was a large party assembled at Longbourn; and the two
who were most anxiously expected, to the credit of their punctuality as
sportsmen, were in very good time. 21When they repaired to the
dining-room, Elizabeth eagerly watched to see whether Bingley would take
the place which, in all their former parties, had belonged to him, by
her sister. 22Her prudent mother, occupied by the same ideas, forbore to
invite him to sit by herself. 23On entering the room, he seemed to
hesitate; but Jane happened to look round, and happened to smile: it was
decided. 24He placed himself by her.
25Elizabeth, with a triumphant sensation, looked towards his friend. 26He
bore it with noble indifference; and 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.
27His behaviour to her sister was such during dinnertime as showed an
admiration of her, which, though more guarded than formerly, persuaded
Elizabeth, that, if left wholly to himself, Jane’s happiness, and his
own, would be speedily secured. 28Though she dared not depend upon the
consequence, she yet received pleasure from observing his behaviour. 29It
gave her all the animation that her spirits could boast; for she was in
no cheerful humour. 30Mr. Darcy was almost as far from her as the table
could divide them. 31He was on one side of her mother. 32She knew how little
such a situation would give pleasure to either, or make either appear to
advantage. 33She was not near enough to hear any of their discourse; but
she could see how seldom they spoke to each other, and how formal and
cold was their manner whenever they did. 34Her mother’s ungraciousness
made the sense of what they owed him more painful to Elizabeth’s mind;
and she would, at times, have given anything to be privileged to tell
him, that his kindness was neither unknown nor unfelt by the whole of
the family.
35She 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. 36Anxious and
uneasy, the period which passed in the drawing-room before the gentlemen
came, was wearisome and dull to a degree that almost made her uncivil.
37She looked forward to their entrance as the point on which all her
chance of pleasure for the evening must depend.
38“If he does not come to me, then,” said she, “I shall give him up for
ever.”
39The gentlemen came; and she thought he looked as if he would have
answered her hopes; but, alas! 40the ladies had crowded round the table,
where Miss Bennet was making tea, and Elizabeth pouring out the coffee,
in so close a confederacy, that there was not a single vacancy near her
which would admit of a chair. 41And on the gentlemen’s approaching, one of
the girls moved closer to her than ever, and said, in a whisper,—
42“The men shan’t come and part us, I am determined. 43We want none of them;
do we?”
44Darcy had walked away to another part of the room. 45She followed him with
her eyes, envied everyone to whom he spoke, had scarcely patience enough
to help anybody to coffee, and then was enraged against herself for
being so silly!
46“A man who has once been refused! 47How could I ever be foolish enough to
expect a renewal of his love? 48Is there one among the sex who would not
protest against such a weakness as a second proposal to the same woman?
49There is no indignity so abhorrent to their feelings.”
50She was a little revived, however, by his bringing back his coffee-cup
himself; and she seized the opportunity of saying,—
51“Is your sister at Pemberley still?”
52“Yes; she will remain there till Christmas.”
53“And quite alone? 54Have all her friends left her?”
55“Mrs. Annesley is with her. 56The others have been gone on to Scarborough
these three weeks.”
57She could think of nothing more to say; but if he wished to converse
with her, he might have better success. 58He stood by her, however, for
some minutes, in silence; and, at last, on the young lady’s whispering
to Elizabeth again, he walked away.
59When the tea things were removed, and the card tables placed, the ladies
all rose; and Elizabeth was then hoping to be soon joined by him, when
all her views were overthrown, by seeing him fall a victim to her
mother’s rapacity for whist players, and in a few moments after seated
with the rest of the party. 60She now lost every expectation of pleasure.
61They were confined for the evening at different tables; and she had
nothing to hope, but that his eyes were so often turned towards her side
of the room, as to make him play as unsuccessfully as herself.
62Mrs. Bennet had designed to keep the two Netherfield gentlemen to
supper; but their carriage was, unluckily, ordered before any of the
others, and she had no opportunity of detaining them.
63“Well, girls,” said she, as soon as they were left to themselves, “what
say you to the day? 64I think everything has passed off uncommonly well, I
assure you. 65The dinner was as well dressed as any I ever saw. 66The
venison was roasted to a turn—and everybody said, they never saw so fat
a haunch. 67The 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. 68And, my dear Jane, I never saw you look in greater
beauty. 69Mrs. Long said so too, for I asked her whether you did not. 70And
what do you think she said besides? 71‘Ah! 72Mrs. Bennet, we shall have her
at Netherfield at last!’ 73She did, indeed. 74I 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.”
75Mrs. Bennet, in short, was in very great spirits: she had seen enough of
Bingley’s behaviour to Jane to be convinced that she would get him at
last; and her expectations of advantage to her family, when in a happy
humour, were so far beyond reason, that she was quite disappointed at
not seeing him there again the next day, to make his proposals.
76“It has been a very agreeable day,” said Miss Bennet to Elizabeth. 77“The
party seemed so well selected, so suitable one with the other. 78I hope we
may often meet again.”
79Elizabeth smiled.
80“Lizzy, you must not do so. 81You must not suspect me. 82It mortifies me. 83I
assure you that I have now learnt to enjoy his conversation as an
agreeable and sensible young man without having a wish beyond it. 84I am
perfectly satisfied, from what his manners now are, that he never had
any design of engaging my affection. 85It is only that he is blessed with
greater sweetness of address, and a stronger desire of generally
pleasing, than any other man.”
86“You are very cruel,” said her sister, “you will not let me smile, and
are provoking me to it every moment.”
87“How hard it is in some cases to be believed! 88And how impossible in
others! 89But why should you wish to persuade me that I feel more than I
acknowledge?”
90“That is a question which I hardly know how to answer. 91We all love to
instruct, though we can teach only what is not worth knowing. 92Forgive
me; and if you persist in indifference, do not make me your
confidante.”