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Kitty: "And he declared to Sir William that he loves to dance."
Lydia: "And he's promised to come to the next ball."
Kitty: "At the assembly room."
Lydia: "On Saturday."
Kitty: "And bring six ladies and four gentleman."
Lydia: "Nay, it was twelve ladies and seven gentleman."
Elizabeth: "Too many ladies."
Miss Bingley: "Shall we be quite safe here, Mr. Darcy, do you think?"
Mr. Hurst: "Damn silly way to spend an evening."
Mary: "I believe the rewards of observation and reflection are much greater."
Elizabeth: "And so they are when there are none others to be had. We shall have to be
philosophers, Mary."
Miss Bingley: "And so none of the Hartfordshire ladies could please you, Mr. Darcy?"
Mrs. Hurst: "Not even the famous Miss Bennets?"
Mrs. Hurst: "You see Mr. Darcy, we are not afraid of you."
Mr. Darcy: "I would not have you so."
Charlotte: "Mr. Darcy looks at you a great deal, Lizzy."
Elizabeth: "I cannot think why! Unless he means to frighten me with his contempt."
Mrs. Hurst: "You are very severe upon your sex, Miss Bennet."
Elizabeth: "I speak as I find."
Elizabeth: "I have to dance at least the first two with Mr. Collins."
Lydia: "Lord, yes. He's threatened to dance with us all."
Charlotte: "I think this must be due to you, Lizzy. Mr. Darcy would never have come so
soon to wait upon me."
Elizabeth: "You are mistaken, Charlotte for I know he hates me as much as I do him."
Elizabeth: "Mr. Darcy came here?"
Maria: "Yes, but he went away directly but the Colonel waited for you for over half an
hour."
Mr. Gardiner: "The man himself, I presume."
Mrs. Gardiner: "And just as handsome as in his portrait, though perhaps a little less
formally attired."
Elizabeth: "We must leave here at once."
Miss Bingley:"How very ill Eliza Bennet looked this evening. I've never in my life seen anyone in my
life seen someone so much altered as she is since the winter"
Mrs. Hurst: "Quite so, my dear."
Miss Bingley: "She's grown so brown and coarse. Louisa and I were agreeing that we should
hardly her."
Mrs. Bennet: "Yes, yes, that is it. You must find them out and if they be not married you must
make them marry. But above all, keep Mr. Bennet from fighting."
Jane: "Mama, I'm sure he does not mean to fight."
Elizabeth: "Insufferable man."
Jane: "I suppose he means well."
Elizabeth: "Well, you suppose wrongly, Jane. His purpose in coming was to enjoy our
misfortunes and congratulate himself on his own happy situation."
Mary: "I think it very kind of him to visit and condole with us."
Kitty: "Is he gone?"
Elizabeth: "Yes."
Kitty: "Good."
Elizabeth: "Forever with any luck."
Elizabeth: "I did hear that there was a time when sermon making was not so palletable to
you as it seems to be at present. That you actually declared your resolution of never taking
orders and were compensated accordingly."
Mr. Wickham: "Well."
Elizabeth: "Oh, come, Mr. Wickham, we are brother and sister you know. Let us not quarrel
about the past."
Kitty: "What's the matter, Mama? Why do you keep winking at me? What am I to do?"
Mrs. Bennet: "Wink at you? Why should I wink at you, child? What a notion. Why should
I be winking at my own daughter, pray?"