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“Miss Elizabeth, I apologize, I did not intend to be unkind to either of you.” “No,” Miss Elizabeth replied cheerfully, “I am quite confident, you did not think much about us at all.”
“Oh, Lord! That is just Miss Lizzy. She is nobody. Just my husband’s ward. She is a very poor relation, but we have brought her up since she was four or five. We always show her all of the kindness in the world. You will never hear me complain about the expense of her education and board—it has been very great. But I have always treated her as though she were one of my own daughters. You do not see me demand that she always know her own inferiority. I do not demand she treat my daughters as always her superiors. She is a biddable creature, I do not repine at all—Lizzy, fetch a drink for Jane,
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“I like Jane well enough. I only cannot understand her. But Mary, is there not a Biblical injunction to honor your father and mother?” Elizabeth smirked. “This is my advantage, I have none, so I cannot transgress in this point.”
“Why can he not find some other person to stare upon?” Elizabeth exclaimed. Mary looked at Mr. Darcy and then looked down. “You must hope that he remains quiet in his admiration, Mama would not like it if she noticed.”
“He acts as though he is better than all of us. And he is not. Not a bit. You do not have my leave to like him.”
She rather expected that Mr. Bennet would do something for her, though it would no doubt be quite modest. But unless circumstances made it requisite for Elizabeth to be informed earlier, Mr. Bennet would only inform Mrs. Bennet about this terrible kindness in his will.
Elizabeth could only smile at the way that the letter had been written, “A whole day’s tete-a-tete between two women can never end without a quarrel.”
tête-à-tête
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Miss Bingley nodded. “And that poor girl, she is terrified of Mrs. Bennet. It pains my heart to see.” “She is not,” Bingley replied. “If she was scared of Mrs. Bennet, why would she always insist that she is so grateful to her.”
That gentleman grunted his intention to lie down for a nap, and he ventured unto the sofa to put this noble intention into practice. Darcy had half expected that anxiety in Elizabeth’s eyes to continue, but instead she shook herself, and it seemed as though a different spirit came to rule her mind. She smiled, “Preferring a sofa and nap to cards? Singular.”
“You have a particular memory of that.” “I have not had the honor of being slighted by gentlemen often,” Elizabeth replied with mock solemnity, “The novelty of such joy fixed it in my mind.”
“It would be better if you forgot your place more often.” “Oh, no! That would be to show ingratitude. There is nothing despised so much as ingratitude.” “It is not gratitude that drives you. Your behaviour around Mrs. Bennet shows fear.”
“And how did you find the Netherfield library?” Mr. Bennet asked Elizabeht as they went at it. “Quite empty,” was the reply. “Ah, Sir Clement must have taken everything with him when he left,” Mr. Bennet replied. “It was not a bad collection.”
elizabeht
“Do you run with the madding crowd, or do you stand upon principal always.” “I hope that I stand upon principle.” Darcy then frowned. “At times one sees someone treated wrongly. I do not respect someone who can see such a thing, in a place where it is their duty to care, and then they do not.”
spelled both principal and principle
“I see,” Mr. Bennet said to Elizabeth, “that your tale of denuded shelves was true. It makes me think better of Sir Alfred to know that he carted the whole collection with him to that small place he took in Bath—It was a fine collection, not quite so good as mine, but by no means to be despised. On occasion we lent books to each other.”
earlier the Netherfield library was credited to Sir Clement
“The cypher of the eternal smile?—but to what does the question turn.”
punctuation
“And you? Can you read her feelings.”
punctuation
“Speak. Who was your mother. I am not in the habit of being disappointed.”
question mark
can never see Lord Rochester without a sense of my skin crawling, and the remembrance of a tale Hartley told Bingley and I when we were all schoolboys...”
told me
“You always were able marry if you wished,” Darcy said. His voice was quiet.
able to
A copy of Ceasar’s commentaries, in Latin, was open before him.
Caesar
“Have you thought about forgetting this Darcy chap and joining the army. The scouts could use a person like you in Spain.”
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