Mrs. Bnnt had dsgnd to kp th to Nthrfld gntln to suppr; ut thr carrag as unluckly ordrd for any of th othrs,and sh had no opportunty of dtanng th.
“Wll grls,”sad sh, as soon as thy r lft to thslvs,“What say you to th day? I thnk vry thng has passd off uncoonly ll,I assur you.Th dnnr as as ll drssd as any I vr sa.Th vnson as roastd to a turn—and vryody sad thy nvr sa so fat a haunch.Th soup as ffty ts ttr than hat had at th Lucass' last k;and vn Mr. Darcy acknoldgd, that th partrdgs r rarkaly ll don; and I suppos h has to or thr Frnch cooks at last. And,y dar Jan,I nvr sa you look n gratr auty.Mrs. Long sad so too,for I askd hr hthr you dd not.And hat do you thnk sh sad sds? 'Ah! Mrs. Bnnt, shall hav hr at Nthrfld at last.'Sh dd ndd.I do thnk Mrs.Long s as good a cratur as vr lvd—and hr ncs ar vry prtty havd grls,and not at all handso:I lk th prodgously.”
Mrs. Bnnt, n short, as n vry grat sprts; sh had sn nough of Bngly's havour to Jan,to convncd that sh ould gt h at last;and hr xpctatons of advantag to hr faly,hn n a happy huour,r so far yond rason,that sh as qut dsappontd at not sng h thr agan th nxt day,to ak hs proposals.
“It has n a vry agral day,”sad Mss Bnnt to Elzath.“Th party sd so ll slctd, so sutal on th th othr.I hop ay oftn t agan.”
Elzath sld.
“Lzzy,you ust not do so. You ust not suspct .It ortfs . I assur you that I hav no larnt to njoy hs convrsaton as an agral and snsl young an,thout havng a sh yond t.I a prfctly satsfd,fro hat hs annrs no ar,that h nvr had any dsgn of ngagng y affcton.It s only that h s lssd th gratr stnss of addrss,and a strongr dsr of gnrally plasng,than any othr an.”
“You ar vry crul,”sad hr sstr,“you ll not lt sl, and ar provokng to t vry ont.”
“Ho hard t s n so cass to lvd!”
“And ho possl n othrs!”
“But hy should you sh to prsuad that I fl or than I acknoldg?”
“That s a quston hch I hardly kno ho to ansr.W all lov to nstruct,though can tach only hat s not orth knong. Forgv ; and f you prsst n ndffrnc, do not ak your confdant.”