第127章

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“Lizzy,my dear,I want to speak with you.”

Elizabeth was forced to go.

“We may as well leave them by themselves you know;”said her mother, as soon as she was the hall.“Kitty and I are gog upstairs to sit my dressg-room.”

Elizabeth made no attempt to reason with her mother, but remaed quietly the hall,till she and Kitty were out of sight, then returned to the drawg-room.

Mrs. Bennet''s schemes for this day were effectual. Bgley was every thg that was charmg, except the professed lover of her daughter.His ease and cheerfulness rendered him a most agreeable addition to their eveng party;and he bore with the ill-judged officiousness of the mother,and heard all her silly remarks with a forbearance and command of countenance particularly grateful to the daughter.

He scarcely needed an vitation to stay supper;and before he went away,an engagement was formed,chiefly through his own and Mrs.Bennet''s means,for his comg next morng to shoot with her husband.

After this day,Jane said no more of her difference.Not a word passed between the sisters concerng Bgley;but Elizabeth went to bed the happy belief that all must speedily be concluded, unless Mr. Darcy returned with the stated time. Seriously, however,she felt tolerably persuaded that all this must have taken place with that gentleman''s concurrence.

Bgley was punctual to his appotment; and he and Mr. Bennet spent the morng together,as had been agreed on.The latter was much more agreeable than his companion expected. There was nothg of presumption or folly Bgley that could provoke his ridicule,or disgust him to silence;and he was more communicative,and less eccentric,than the other had ever seen him. Bgley of course returned with him to dner; and the eveng Mrs.Bennet''s vention was aga at work to get every body away from him and her daughter.Elizabeth,who had a letter to write,went to the breakfast room for that purpose soon after tea;for as the others were all gog to sit down to cards,she could not be wanted to counteract her mother''s schemes.

But on returng to the drawg-room, when her letter was fished,she saw,to her fite surprise,there was reason to fear that her mother had been too genious for her.On openg the door,she perceived her sister and Bgley standg together over the hearth,as if engaged earnest conversation;and had this led to no suspicion, the faces of both, as they hastily turned round and moved away from each other, would have told it all. Their situation was awkward enough; but hers she thought was still worse.Not a syllable was uttered by either;and Elizabeth was on the pot of gog away aga,when Bgley,who as well as the other had sat down,suddenly rose,and whisperg a few words to her sister,ran out of the room.

Jane could have no reserves from Elizabeth,where confidence would give pleasure;and stantly embracg her,acknowledged, with the liveliest emotion,that she was the happiest creature the world.

“Tis too much!”she added,“by far too much.I do not deserve it.Oh!why is not everybody as happy?”

Elizabeth''s congratulations were given with a scerity, a warmth,a delight,which words could but poorly express.Every sentence of kdness was a fresh source of happess to Jane.But she would not allow herself to stay with her sister,or say half that remaed to be said for the present.