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_She (Jane) was still very poorly, and Elizabeth would not quit her at all, till late in the evening, when she had the comfort of seeing her asleep, and when it appeared to her rather right than pleasant that she should go down stairs herself. On entering the drawing-room, she found the whole party at loo, and was immediately invited to join them; but suspecting them to be playing high, she declined it, and making her sister the excuse, said she would amuse herself, for the short time she could stay below, with 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 Bingley, “despises 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 soon be increased by seeing her quite well.”_
_Elizabeth thanked him from her heart, and then walked towards a 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 Bingley, “that 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 replied: “it 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 by what passed, as to leave her very little attention for her book; and, soon laying it wholly aside, she drew near the card-table, and stationed herself between Mr. Bingley and his eldest sister, to 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 Bingley, “how 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 any one 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 Darcy, “has 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 Elizabeth, “you 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 assistant, “no 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 Darcy; “and to all 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 capacity, and taste, and application, and elegance, as you describe, united.”_
_Mrs. Hurst and Miss Bingley both cried out against the injustice of her implied doubt, and were both protesting that they knew many women who answered this description, when Mr. Hurst called them to order, with bitter complaints of their inattention to what was going forward. As all conversation was thereby at an end, Elizabeth soon afterwards left the room._
_“Eliza Bennet,” said Miss Bingley, when the door was closed on her, “is one of those young ladies who seek to recommend themselves to the other sex by undervaluing their own; and with many men, I daresay, it succeeds; but, in my opinion, it is a paltry device, a very mean art.”_
_“Undoubtedly,” replied Darcy, to whom this remark was chiefly addressed, “there is 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._
*_Pride & Prejudice, Chapter 8_*
_..The day passed much as the day before had done. Mrs. Hurst and Miss Bingley had spent some hours of the morning with the invalid, who continued, though slowly, to mend; and, in the evening, Elizabeth joined their party in the drawing-room. The loo table, however, did not appear. Mr. Darcy was writing, and Miss Bingley, seated near him, was watching the progress of his letter, and repeatedly calling off his attention by messages to his sister. Mr. Hurst and Mr. Bingley were at piquet, and Mrs. Hurst was observing their game._
_Elizabeth took up some needlework, and was sufficiently amused in attending to what passed between Darcy and his companion. The perpetual commendations of the lady either on his hand-writing, or on the evenness of his lines, or on the length of his letter, with the perfect unconcern with which her praises were received, formed a curious dialogue, and was exactly in unison 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 to 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. I 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.”_
*_Pride and Prejudice, Chapter 10_*
_..When tea was over Mr. 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 play, and the silence of the whole party on the subject seemed to justify her. Mr. Hurst had, therefore, nothing to do but to stretch himself on one of the sofas and go to sleep. Darcy took up a book. Miss Bingley did the same; and Mrs. Hurst, principally occupied in playing with her bracelets and rings, joined 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 book, as in reading her own; and she was perpetually either making some inquiry, or looking at his page. She could not win him, however, to any conversation; he merely answered her question and read on. At length, quite exhausted by the attempt to be amused with her own book, which she had only chosen because it was the second volume of his, she gave a great yawn and said, “How 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 again, threw aside her book, and cast her eyes round the room in quest of some amusement; when, hearing her brother mentioning a ball to Miss Bennet, she 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 brother, “he 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 replied, “if 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 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 answer, and soon afterwards got up and walked about the room. Her figure was elegant, and she walked well; but Darcy, at whom it was all aimed, was still inflexibly studious. In the desperation of her feelings, she resolved on one effort more; and, turning to Elizabeth, said,-_
_“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 surprised, but 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 be, and unconsciously closed his book. He was directly invited to join their party, but he declined it, observing that he could imagine but two motives for their choosing to walk up and down the room together, with 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 it, he means to be severe on us, and our surest way of disappointing him will be to ask nothing about it.”_
_Miss Bingley, however, was incapable of disappointing Mr. Darcy in anything, and 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 confidence, and have secret affairs to discuss, or because you are conscious that your figures appear to the greatest advantage in walking: if the first, I should be completely in your way; and if the second, I 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 temper and presence of mind! No, no; I 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 advantage, and uncommon I hope it will continue, for it would be a great loss to me to have many such acquaintance. I dearly love a laugh.”_
_“Miss Bingley,” said he, “has given me credit for more than can be. The wisest and 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 people, but I hope I am not one of them. I hope I never ridicule what is wise or good. Follies and nonsense, whims and inconsistencies, do divert me, I own, and I laugh at them whenever I can. But these, I suppose, are 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 Darcy, “I 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 others so soon as I ought, nor their offences 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 for ever.”_
_“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 a propensity to hate everybody.”_
_“And yours,” he replied, with a smile, “is wilfully to misunderstand them.”_
_“Do let us have a little music,” cried Miss Bingley, tired of a conversation in which she had no share. “Louisa, you will not mind my waking Mr. Hurst.”_
_Her sister made not the smallest objection, and the pianoforte was opened; and Darcy, after a few moments’ recollection, was not sorry for it. He began to feel the danger of paying Elizabeth too much attention._
*_Pride & Prejudice, Chapter 11_*
I love the subtle way he notices Elizabeth sit at the end, but not Caroline. 🙃
Let us take turn around the room to tease Mr. Darcy too