I am particularly unlucky in meeting with a person so well able to expose my
real character, in a part of the world where I had hoped to pass myself off with
some degree of credit. Indeed, Mr. Darcy, it is very ungenerous in you to mention
all that you knew to my disadvantage in Hertfordshire -- and, give me leave to say,
very impolitic too -- for it is provoking me to retaliate, and such things may come
out, as will shock your relations to hear."
"I am not afraid of you," said he, smilingly.
"Pray let me hear what you have to accuse him of," cried Colonel Fitzwilliam.
"I should like to know how he behaves among strangers."
"You shall hear then -- but prepare yourself for something very dreadful. The
first time of my ever seeing him in Hertfordshire, you must know, was at a ball
-- and at this ball, what do you think he did? He danced only four dances! I am
sorry to pain you -- but so it was. He danced only four dances, though gentlemen
were scarce; and, to my certain knowledge, more than one young lady was sitting
down in want of a partner. Mr. Darcy, you cannot deny the fact."
"I had not at that time the honour of knowing any lady in the assembly beyond
my own party."
"True; and nobody can ever be introduced in a ball room.
Well, Colonel Fitzwilliam, what do I play next? My fingers wait your orders."
"Perhaps," said Darcy, "I should have judged better, had I sought an introduction,
but I am ill qualified to recommend myself to strangers."
"Shall we ask your cousin the reason of this?" said Elizabeth, still addressing
Colonel Fitzwilliam. "Shall we ask him why a man of sense and education, and who
has lived in the world, is ill qualified to recommend himself to strangers?"
"I can answer your question," said Fitzwilliam, "without applying to him. It
is because he will not give himself the trouble."
"I certainly have not the talent which some people possess,"
said Darcy, "of conversing easily with those I have never seen before. I cannot
catch their tone of conversation, or appear interested in their concerns, as I often
"My fingers," said Elizabeth, "do not move over this instrument in the masterly
manner which I see so many women's do. They have not the same force or rapidity,
and do not produce the same expression. But then I have always supposed it to be
my own fault -- because I would not take the trouble of practising. It is not that
I do not believe my fingers as capable as any other woman's of superior execution."
Darcy smiled, and said, "You are perfectly right. You have employed your time
much better. No one admitted to the privilege of hearing you, can think any thing
wanting. We neither of us perform to strangers."
Here they were interrupted by Lady Catherine, who called out to know what they
were talking of. Elizabeth immediately began playing again. Lady Catherine approached,
and, after listening for a few minutes, said to Darcy, "Miss Bennet would not play
at all amiss, if she practised more, and could have the advantage of a London master.
She has a very good notion of fingering, though her taste is not equal to Anne's.
Anne would have been a delightful performer, had her health allowed her to learn."
Elizabeth looked at Darcy to see how cordially he assented to his cousin's praise;
but neither at that moment nor at any other could she discern any symptom of love;
and from the whole of his behaviour to Miss De Bourgh she derived this comfort for
Miss Bingley, that he might have been just as likely to marry her, had she been
Lady Catherine continued her remarks on Elizabeth's performance, mixing with
them many instructions on execution and taste. Elizabeth received them with all
the forbearance of civility; and at the request of the gentlemen, remained at the
instrument till her ladyship's carriage was ready to take them all home.
<CHAPTER IX (32)>
ELIZABETH was sitting by herself the next morning, and writing to Jane, while
Mrs. Collins and Maria were gone on business into the village, when she was startled
by a ring at the door, the certain signal of a visitor. As she had heard no carriage,
she thought it not unlikely to be Lady Catherine, and under that apprehension was
putting away her half-finished letter that she might escape all impertinent questions,
when the door opened, and to her very great surprise, Mr. Darcy, and Mr. Darcy only,
entered the room.
He seemed astonished too on finding her alone, and apologised for his intrusion
by letting her know that he had understood all the ladies to be within.
They then sat down, and when her enquiries after Rosings were made, seemed in
danger of sinking into total silence. It was absolutely necessary, therefore, to
think of something, and in this emergency recollecting when she had seen him last
in Hertfordshire, and feeling curious to know what he would say on the subject of
their hasty departure, she observed, "How very suddenly you all quitted Netherfield
last November, Mr. Darcy! It must have been a most agreeable surprise to Mr.
Bingley to see you all after him so soon; for, if I recollect right, he went
but the day before. He and his sisters were well, I hope, when you left London."
"Perfectly so -- I thank you."
She found that she was to receive no other answer -- and, after a short pause,
added, "I think I have understood that Mr. Bingley has not much idea of ever returning
to Netherfield again?"
"I have never heard him say so; but it is probable that he may spend very little
of his time there in future. He has many friends, and he is at a time of life when
friends and engagements are continually increasing."
"If he means to be but little at Netherfield, it would be better for the neighbourhood
that he should give up the place entirely, for then we might possibly get a settled
family there. But perhaps Mr. Bingley did not take the house so much for the convenience
of the neighbourhood as for his own, and we must expect him to keep or quit it on
the same principle."
"I should not be surprised," said Darcy, "if he were to give it up, as soon as
any eligible purchase offers."
Elizabeth made no answer. She was afraid of talking longer of his friend; and,
having nothing else to say, was now determined to leave the trouble of finding a
subject to him.
He took the hint, and soon began with, "This seems a very comfortable house.
Lady Catherine, I believe, did a great deal to it when Mr. Collins first came to
"I believe she did -- and I am sure she could not have bestowed her kindness
on a more grateful object."
"Mr. Collins appears very fortunate in his choice of a wife."
"Yes, indeed; his friends may well rejoice in his having met with one of the
very few sensible women who would have accepted him, or have made him happy if they
had. My friend has an excellent understanding -- though I am not certain that I
consider her marrying Mr. Collins as the wisest thing she ever did. She seems perfectly
happy, however, and in a prudential light, it is certainly a very good match for
"It must be very agreeable to her to be settled within so easy a distance of
her own family and friends."
"An easy distance do you call it? It is nearly fifty miles."
"And what is fifty miles of good road? Little more than half a day's journey.
Yes, I call it a very easy distance."
"I should never have considered the distance as one of the advantages of the
match," cried Elizabeth. "I should never have said Mrs. Collins was settled near
"It is a proof of your own attachment to Hertfordshire.
Any thing beyond the very neighbourhood of Longbourn, I suppose, would appear
As he spoke there was a sort of smile, which Elizabeth fancied she understood;
he must be supposing her to be thinking of Jane and Netherfield, and she blushed
as she answered, "I do not mean to say that a woman may not be settled too near
her family. The far and the near must be relative, and depend on many varying circumstances.
Where there is fortune to make the expence of travelling unimportant, distance becomes
no evil. But that is not the case here. Mr. and Mrs. Collins have a comfortable
income, but not such a one as will allow of frequent journeys -- and I am persuaded
my friend would not call herself near her family under less than half the present
Mr. Darcy drew his chair a little towards her, and said, "You cannot have a
right to such very strong local attachment. You cannot have been always at Longbourn."
Elizabeth looked surprised. The gentleman experienced some change of feeling;
he drew back his chair, took a newspaper from the table, and, glancing over it,
said, in a colder voice, "Are you pleased with Kent?"
A short dialogue on the subject of the country ensued, on either side calm and
concise -- and soon put an end to by the entrance of Charlotte and her sister, just
returned from their walk. The te^te-a`-te^te surprised them. Mr. Darcy related the
mistake which had occasioned his intruding on Miss Bennet, and after sitting a few
minutes longer without saying much to any body, went away.
"What can be the meaning of this!" said Charlotte, as soon as he was gone. "My
dear Eliza he must be in love with you, or he would never have called on us in this