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“Good gracious! Mr. Darcy!—and so it does, I vow.Well, any friend of Mr. Bgley''s will always be welcome here, to be sure;but else I must say that I hate the very sight of him.”

Jane looked at Elizabeth with surprise and concern.She knew but little of their meetg Derbyshire, and therefore felt for the awkwardness which must attend her sister, seeg him almost for the first time after receivg his explanatory letter. Both sisters were uncomfortable enough.Each felt for the other, and of course for themselves; and their mother talked on, of her dislike of Mr. Darcy, and her resolution to be civil to him only as Mr. Bgley''s friend, without beg heard by either of them.But Elizabeth had sources of uneasess which could not be suspected by Jane, to whom she had never yet had courage to shew Mrs. Garder''s letter, or to relate her own change of sentiment towards him.To Jane,he could be only a man whose proposals she had refused,and whose merit she had undervalued;but to her own more extensive formation, he was the person to whom the whole family were debted for the first of benefits, and whom she regarded herself with an terest,if not quite so tender,at least as reasonable and just as what Jane felt for Bgley. Her astonishment at his comg—at his comg to Netherfield,to Longbourn,and voluntarily seekg her aga,was almost equal to what she had known on first witnessg his altered behaviour Derbyshire.

The colour which had been driven from her face,returned for half a mute with an additional glow,and a smile of delight added lustre to her eyes,as she thought for that space of time that his affection and wishes must still be unshaken.But she would not be secure.

“Let me first see how he behaves,”said she;“it will then be early enough for expectation.”

She sat tently at work,strivg to be composed,and without darg to lift up her eyes,till anxious curiosity carried them to the face of her sister as the servant was approachg the door.Jane looked a little paler than usual,but more sedate than Elizabeth had expected.On the gentlemen''s appearg,her colour creased;yet she received them with tolerable ease,and with a propriety of behaviour equally free from any symptom of resentment or any unnecessary complaisance.

Elizabeth said as little to either as civility would allow,and sat down aga to her work,with an eagerness which it did not often command.She had ventured only one glance at Darcy.He looked serious,as usual;and,she thought,more as he had been used to look Hertfordshire, than as she had seen him at Pemberley. But, perhaps he could not her mother''s presence be what he was before her uncle and aunt. It was a paful, but not an improbable,conjecture.

Bgley,she had likewise seen for an stant,and that short period saw him lookg both pleased and embarrassed. He was received by Mrs. Bennet with a degree of civility which made her two daughters ashamed,especially when contrasted with the cold and ceremonious politeness of her curtsey and address to his friend.

Elizabeth, particularly, who knew that her mother owed to the latter the preservation of her favourite daughter from irremediable famy, was hurt and distressed to a most paful degree by a distction so ill applied.