‘Oh!Mary,’said she,‘I wish you had gone with us,for we had such fun!as we went along,Kitty and me drew up all the blinds,and pretended there was nobody in the coach;and I should have gone so all the way,if Kitty had not been sick;and when we got to the George,I do think we behaved very handsomely,for we treated the other three with the nicest cold luncheon in the world,and if you would have gone,we would have treated you too.And then when we came away it was such fun!I thought we never should have got into the coach.I was ready to die of laughter.And then we were so merry all the way home!we talked and laughed so loud,that any body might have heard us ten miles off!’
To this,Mary very gravely replied,‘Far be it from me,my dear sister,to depreciate such pleasures.They would doubtless be congenial with the generality of female minds.But I confess they would have no charms for me.I should infinitely prefer a book.’
But of this answer Lydia heard not a word.She seldom listened to any body for more than half a minute,and never attended to Mary at all.
In the afternoon Lydia was urgent with the rest of the girls to walk to Meryton,and see how every body went on;but Elizabeth steadily opposed the scheme.It should not be said,that the Miss Bennets could not be at home half a day before they were in pursuit of the officers.There was another reason too,for her opposition.She dreaded seeing Wickham again,and was resolved to avoid it as long as possible.The comfort to her of the regiment's approaching removal was indeed beyond expression.In a fortnight they were to go,and once gone,she hoped there could be nothing more to plague her on his account.
She had not been many hours at home,before she found that the Brighton scheme,of which Lydia had given them a hint at the inn,was under frequent discussion between her parents.Elizabeth saw directly that her father had not the smallest intention of yielding;but his answers were at the same time so vague and equivocal,that her mother,though often disheartened,had never yet despaired of succeeding at last.
Chapter 40
Elizabeth's impatience to acquaint Jane with what had happened could no longer be overcome;and at length resolving to suppress every particular in which her sister was concerned,and preparing her to be surprized,she related to her the next morning the chief of the scene between Mr Darcy and herself.
Miss Bennet's astonishment was soon lessened by the strong sisterly partiality which made any admiration of Elizabeth appear perfectly natural;and all surprize was shortly lost in other feelings.She was sorry that Mr Darcy should have delivered his sentiments in a manner so little suited to recommend them;but still more was she grieved for the unhappiness which her sister's refusal must have given him.
‘His being so sure of succeeding,was wrong,’said she;‘and certainly ought not to have appeared;but consider how much it must increase his disappointment.’
‘Indeed,’replied Elizabeth,‘I am heartily sorry for him;but he has other feelings which will probably soon drive away his regard for me.You do not blame me,however,for refusing him?’
‘Blame you!Oh,no.’
‘But you blame me for having spoken so warmly of Wickham.’
‘No-I do not know that you were wrong in saying what you did.’
‘But you will know it,when I have told you what happened the very next day.’
She then spoke of the letter,repeating the whole of its contents as far as they concerned George Wickham.What a stroke was this for poor Jane!who would willingly have gone through the world without believing that so much wickedness existed in the whole race of mankind,as was here collected in one individual.Nor was Darcy's vindication,though grateful to her feelings,capable of consoling her for such discovery.Most earnestly did she labour to prove the probability of error,and seek to clear one without involving the other.
‘This will not do,’said Elizabeth.‘You never will be able to make both of them good for any thing.Take your choice,but you must be satisfied with only one.There is but such a quantity of merit between them;just enough to make one good sort of man;and of late it has been shifting about pretty much.For my part,I am inclined to believe it all Mr Darcy's,but you shall do as you chuse.’
It was some time,however,before a smile could be extorted from Jane.
‘I do not know when I have been more shocked,’said she.‘Wickham so very bad!It is almost past belief.And poor Mr Darcy!dear Lizzy,only consider what he must have suffered.Such a disappointment!and with the knowledge of your ill opinion too!and having to relate such a thing of his sister!It is really too distressing.I am sure you must feel it so.’
‘Oh!no,my regret and compassion are all done away by seeing you so full of both.I know you will do him such ample justice,that I am growing every moment more unconcerned and indifferent.Your profusion makes me saving;and if you lament over him much longer,my heart will be as light as a feather.’
‘Poor Wickham;there is such an expression of goodness in his countenance!such an openness and gentleness in his manner.’
‘There certainly was some great mismanagement in the education of those two young men.One has got all the goodness,and the other all the appearance of it.’
‘I never thought Mr Darcy so deficient in the appearance of it as you used to do.’
‘And yet I meant to be uncommonly clever in taking so decided a dislike to him,without any reason.It is such a spur to one's genius,such an opening for wit to have a dislike of that kind.One may be continually abusive without saying any thing just;but one cannot be always laughing at a man without now and then stumbling on something witty.’
‘Lizzy when you first read that letter,I am sure you could not treat the matter as you do now.’
