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<h2> Chapter 60 </h2>
<p>Elizabeth's spirits soon rising to playfulness again, she 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 charmingly, when you had
once made a beginning; but what could set you off in the first place?"</p>
<p>"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 <i>had</i> begun."</p>
<p>"My beauty you had early withstood, and as for my manners—my
behaviour to <i>you</i> 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?"</p>
<p>"For the liveliness of your mind, I did."</p>
<p>"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 <i>your</i> approbation alone. I roused, and
interested you, because I was so unlike <i>them</i>. 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 <i>that</i> when they fall in love."</p>
<p>"Was there no good in your affectionate behaviour to Jane while she was
ill at Netherfield?"</p>
<p>"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 teasing 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?"</p>
<p>"Because you were grave and silent, and gave me no encouragement."</p>
<p>"But I was embarrassed."</p>
<p>"And so was I."</p>
<p>"You might have talked to me more when you came to dinner."</p>
<p>"A man who had felt less, might."</p>
<p>"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 <i>would</i>
have gone on, if you had been left to yourself. I wonder when you <i>would</i>
have spoken, if I had not asked you! My resolution of thanking you for
your kindness to Lydia had certainly great effect. <i>Too much</i>, 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."</p>
<p>"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 yours. My aunt's intelligence had given me hope, and I
was determined at once to know every thing."</p>
<p>"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?"</p>
<p>"My real purpose was to see <i>you</i>, 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."</p>
<p>"Shall you ever have courage to announce to Lady Catherine what is to
befall her?"</p>
<p>"I am more likely to want more time than courage, Elizabeth. But it ought
to be done, and if you will give me a sheet of paper, it shall be done
directly."</p>
<p>"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."</p>
<p>From an unwillingness to confess how much her intimacy with Mr. Darcy had
been over-rated, Elizabeth had never yet answered Mrs. Gardiner's long
letter; but now, having <i>that</i> to communicate which she knew would be
most welcome, she was almost ashamed to find that her uncle and aunt had
already lost three days of happiness, and immediately wrote as follows:</p>
<p>"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 <i>now</i> suppose as much as you choose; give a loose rein 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. Yours, etc."</p>
<p>Mr. Darcy's letter to Lady Catherine was in a different style; and still
different from either was what Mr. Bennet sent to Mr. Collins, in reply to
his last.</p>
<p>"DEAR SIR,</p>
<p>"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.</p>
<p>"Yours sincerely, etc."</p>
<p>Miss Bingley's congratulations to her brother, on his approaching
marriage, were all that was affectionate and insincere. She wrote even to
Jane on the occasion, to express her delight, and repeat all her former
professions of regard. Jane was not deceived, but she was affected; and
though feeling no reliance on her, could not help writing her a much
kinder answer than she knew was deserved.</p>
<p>The joy which Miss Darcy expressed on receiving similar information, was
as sincere as her brother's in sending it. Four sides of paper were
insufficient to contain all her delight, and all her earnest desire of
being loved by her sister.</p>
<p>Before any answer could arrive from Mr. Collins, or any congratulations to
Elizabeth from his wife, the 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 letter, that Charlotte, really rejoicing in the
match, was anxious to get away till the storm was blown over. At such a
moment, the arrival of her friend was a sincere pleasure to Elizabeth,
though in the course of their meetings she must sometimes think the
pleasure dearly bought, when she saw Mr. Darcy exposed to all the parading
and obsequious civility of her husband. He bore it, however, with
admirable calmness. He could even listen to Sir William Lucas, when he
complimented him on carrying away the brightest jewel of the country, and
expressed his hopes of their all meeting frequently at St. James's, with
very decent composure. If he did shrug his shoulders, it was not till Sir
William was out of sight.</p>
<p>Mrs. Phillips's vulgarity was another, and perhaps a greater, tax on his
forbearance; and though Mrs. Phillips, as well as her sister, stood in too
much awe of him to speak with the familiarity which Bingley's good humour
encouraged, yet, whenever she <i>did</i> speak, she must be vulgar. Nor
was her respect for him, though it made her more quiet, at all likely to
make her more elegant. Elizabeth did all she could to shield him from the
frequent notice of either, and was ever anxious to keep him to herself,
and 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 pleasure, it 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 either, to all
the comfort and elegance of their family party at Pemberley.</p>
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<h2> Chapter 61 </h2>
<p>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. Darcy, may be guessed.
I wish I could say, for the sake of her family, that 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 sensible, amiable,
well-informed woman for the rest of her life; though perhaps it was lucky
for her husband, who might not have relished domestic felicity in so
unusual a form, that she still was occasionally nervous and invariably
silly.</p>
<p>Mr. Bennet missed his second daughter exceedingly; his affection for her
drew him oftener from home than anything else could do. He delighted in
going to Pemberley, especially when he was least expected.</p>
<p>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 <i>his</i>
easy temper, or <i>her</i> affectionate heart. The darling wish of his
sisters was then gratified; he bought an estate in a neighbouring county
to Derbyshire, and Jane and Elizabeth, in addition to every other source
of happiness, were within thirty miles of each other.</p>
<p>Kitty, to her very material advantage, spent the chief of her time with
her two elder sisters. In society so superior to what she had generally
known, her improvement was great. She was not of so ungovernable a temper
as Lydia; and, removed from the influence of Lydia's example, she became,
by proper attention and management, less irritable, less ignorant, and
less insipid. From the further disadvantage of Lydia's society she was of
course carefully kept, and though Mrs. Wickham frequently invited her to
come and stay with her, with the promise of balls and young men, her
father would never consent to her going.</p>
<p>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 world, but she
could still moralize over every morning visit; and as she was no longer
mortified by comparisons between her sisters' beauty and her own, it was
suspected by her father that she submitted to the change without much
reluctance.</p>
<p>As for Wickham and Lydia, their 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 marriage, explained to her that, by his wife at least, if not by
himself, such a hope was cherished. The letter was to this effect:</p>
<p>"MY DEAR LIZZY,</p>
<p>"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.</p>
<p>"Yours, etc."</p>
<p>As it happened that Elizabeth had <i>much</i> rather not, she endeavoured
in her answer to put an end to every entreaty and expectation of the kind.
Such relief, however, as it was in her power to afford, by the practice of
what might be called economy in her own private expences, she frequently
sent them. It had always been evident to her that such an income as
theirs, under the direction of two persons so extravagant in their wants,
and heedless of the future, must be very insufficient to their support;
and whenever they changed their quarters, either Jane or herself were sure
of being applied to for some little assistance towards discharging their
bills. Their manner of living, even when the restoration of peace
dismissed them to a home, was unsettled in the extreme. They were always
moving from place to place in quest of a cheap situation, and always
spending more than they ought. His affection for her soon sunk into
indifference; hers lasted a little longer; and in spite of her youth and
her manners, she retained all the claims to reputation which her marriage
had given her.</p>
<p>Though Darcy could never receive <i>him</i> at Pemberley, yet, for
Elizabeth's sake, he assisted him further in his profession. Lydia was
occasionally a visitor there, when her husband was gone to enjoy himself
in London or Bath; and with the Bingleys they both of them frequently
staid so long, that even Bingley's good humour was overcome, and he
proceeded so far as to talk of giving them a hint to be gone.</p>
<p>Miss Bingley was very deeply mortified by Darcy's marriage; but as she
thought it advisable to retain the right of visiting at Pemberley, she
dropt all her resentment; was fonder than ever of Georgiana, almost as
attentive to Darcy as heretofore, and paid off every arrear of civility to
Elizabeth.</p>
<p>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 lively, sportive, manner of talking
to her brother. He, who had always inspired in herself a respect which
almost overcame her affection, she now saw the object of open pleasantry.
Her mind received knowledge which had never before fallen in her way. By
Elizabeth's instructions, she 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.</p>
<p>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 arrangement, she sent him language so
very abusive, especially of Elizabeth, that for some time all intercourse
was at an end. But at length, by Elizabeth's persuasion, he was prevailed
on to overlook the offence, and seek a reconciliation; and, after a little
further resistance on the part of his aunt, her resentment gave way,
either to her affection for him, or her curiosity to see how his wife
conducted herself; and she condescended to wait on them at Pemberley, in
spite of that pollution which its woods had received, not merely from the
presence of such a mistress, but the visits of her uncle and aunt from the
city.</p>
<p>With the Gardiners, they were always on the most intimate terms. Darcy, as
well as Elizabeth, really loved them; and they were both ever sensible of
the warmest gratitude towards the persons who, by bringing her into
Derbyshire, had been the means of uniting them.</p>
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