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Julie Andrews (Narrator of Jane Austen Stories)
Welcome to Jane Austen Stories. I'm Julie Andrews and from the Noiser Podcast Network. This is Pride and prejudice part 25. Last time, the Bennets were stunned by the arrival of the snobbish aristocratic force of nature that is Lady Catherine Dubourg. Lady Catherine insisted she speak with Elizabeth alone, and we quickly learned the real reason for her visit. Mr. Darcy's fearsome aunt had heard rumors he and Lizzie were to be engaged. Her nephew could never settle for a woman of the Bennet girl's standing. Appalled, Lady Catherine demanded that Lizzie deny it. But while our heroine confirmed they were not currently engaged, she refused to swear never to accept a proposal from Darcy. She remained resolutely fixed in her position, even in the face of Lady Catherine's stinging words. But the next day, even Elizabeth's spirit seemed shaken when her tactless father stated he thought her marrying Darcy was a laughable idea. It was a brutal, bruising two days for our heroine, though perhaps it has finally made her feelings for Darcy clear. But is that enough for a happy ending? Now we step inside Longbourn for one last time, where long awaited happiness may at last be within reach, though not all with equal contentment. From the Noiser Podcast Network, this is Pride and Prejudice, Chapter 58. Instead of receiving any such letter of excuse from Mr. Darcy, as Elizabeth half expected Mr. Bingley to do, Mr. Bingley was able to bring Darcy with him to Longbourn before many days had passed after Lady Catherine's visit. The gentleman arrived early, and before Mrs. Bennet had time to tell him of their having seen his aunt, of which her daughter sat in momentary dread, Bingley, who wanted to be alone with Jane, proposed their all taking a walk. It was agreed to. Mrs. Bennet was not in the habit of walking. Mary could never spare time, but the remaining five set off together. Bingley and Jane, however, soon allowed the others to outstrip them. They lagged behind, while Elizabeth, Kitty and Darcy were to entertain each other. Very little was said by either. Kitty was too much afraid of him to talk. Elizabeth was secretly forming a desperate resolution, and perhaps he might be doing the same. They walked towards the Lucases because Kitty wished to call upon Maria. And as Elizabeth saw no occasion for making it a general concern, when Kitty left them, Lizzie went boldly on with Darcy alone. Now was the moment for her resolution to be executed, and while her courage was high, she immediately said, Mr. Darcy, I am a very selfish creature, and for the sake of giving relief to my own feelings, care not how much I may be wounding yours. I can no longer help thanking you for your unexampled kindness to my poor sister Lydia. Ever since I have known it, I have been most anxious to acknowledge to you how gratefully I feel it. Were it known to the rest of my family, I should not have merely my own gratitude to express. I am sorry. Exceedingly sorry, replied Darcy in a tone of surprise and emotion, that you have ever been informed of what may, in a mistaken light, have given you uneasiness. I did not think Mrs. Gardiner was so little to be trusted. You must not blame my aunt, said Lizzie. Lydia's thoughtlessness first betrayed to me that you had been concerned in the matter, and of course, I could not rest till I knew the particulars. Let me thank you again. And again in the name of all my family, for that generous compassion which induced you to take so much trouble and bear so many mortifications for the sake of discovering them. If you will thank me, he replied, let it be for yourself alone that the wish of giving happiness to you might add force to the other inducements which led me on, I shall not attempt to deny, but your family owe me nothing much, as I respect them, I believe I thought only of you. Elizabeth was too much embarrassed to say a word. After a short pause, her companion added, you are too generous to trifle with me. If your feelings are still what they were last April, tell me so at once. My affections and wishes are unchanged, but one word from you will silence me on this subject forever. Elizabeth, feeling all the more than common awkwardness and anxiety of his situation, now forced herself to speak, and immediately, though not very fluently, gave him to understand that her sentiments had undergone so material a change since the period to which he alluded to as to make her receive with gratitude and pleasure his present assurances. The happiness which this reply produced was such as he had probably never felt before, and he expressed himself on the occasion as sensibly and as warmly as. As a man violently in love can be supposed to do. Had Elizabeth been able to encounter his eyes, she might have seen how well the expression of heartfelt delight diffused over his face. But though she could not look, she could listen. And he told her of feelings which, in proving of what importance she was to him, made his affection every moment more valuable. They walked on without knowing in what direction. There was too much to be thought and felt and said for attention to any other objects. She soon learned that they were indebted for their present good understanding to the efforts of his aunt, who did call on him in her return through London, and there relate her journey to Longbourn, its motive and the substance of her conversation with Elizabeth, dwelling emphatically on every expression of the latter, which, in her ladyship's apprehension peculiarly denoted her perverseness and audacity, and in the belief that such a relation of events must assist her endeavours to obtain that promise from her nephew which Lizzie had refused to give. But unluckily for her ladyship, its effect had been exactly the opposite. It taught me to hope, said Mr. Darcy, as I had scarcely ever allowed myself to hope before. I knew enough of your disposition to be certain that had you been absolutely, irrevocably decided against me, you would have acknowledged it to Lady Catherine frankly and openly. Elizabeth colored and Laughed as she replied, yes, you know enough of my frankness to believe me capable of that. After abusing you so abominably to your face, I could have no scruple in abusing you to all your relationships. What did you say of me that I did not deserve? Replied Mr. Darcy. For though your accusations were ill founded, formed on mistaken premises, my behaviour to you at the time had merited the severest reproof. It was unpardonable. I cannot think of it without revulsion. We will not quarrel for the greater share of blame annexed to that evening, said Elizabeth. The conduct of neither, if strictly examined, will be irreproachable. But since then, we have both, I hope, improved in civility. I cannot be so easily reconciled to myself, said Mr. Darcy. The recollection of what I then said, of my conduct, my manners, my expressions during the whole of it, is now, and has been many months, inexpressibly painful to me. Your reproof so well applied, I shall never forget. Had you behaved in a more gentlemanlike manner. Those were your words, you know not. You cannot conceive how they have tortured me, though it was some time, I confess, before I was reasonable enough to allow their justice. I was certainly very far from expecting them to make so strong an impression, replied Lizzy. I had not the smallest idea of their being ever felt in such a way. I can easily believe it, said Mr. Darcy. You thought me then devoid of every proper feeling? I am sure you did. The turn of your countenance I shall never forget, as you said, that I could not have addressed you in any possible way that would induce you to accept me. Oh, do not repeat what I then said, replied Lizzy. These recollections will not do at all, I assure you that I have long been most heartily ashamed of it. Darcy mentioned his letter. Did it, said he, did it soon make you think better of me? Did you, on reading it, give any credit to its contents? She explained what its effects on her had been, and how gradually all her former prejudices had been removed. I knew, said he, that what I wrote must give you pain, but it was necessary. I hope you have destroyed the letter. There was one part, especially the opening of it, which I should dread. Your having the power of reading again. I can remember some expressions which might justly make you hate me. The letter shall certainly be burnt if you believe it essential to the preservation of my regard, said Lizzie. But though we both have reason to think my opinions not entirely unalterable, they are not, I hope, quite so easily changed as that implies. When I wrote that letter, replied Darcy, I believed myself perfectly calm and cool. But I am since convinced that it was written in a dreadful bitterness of spirit. The letter perhaps began in bitterness when, replied Lizzie, but it did not end so. The adieu is charity itself. But think no more of the letter. The feelings of the person who wrote and the person who received it are now so widely different from what they were then that every unpleasant circumstance attending it ought to be forgotten. You must learn some of my philosophy. Think only of the past as its remembrance gives you pleasure. I cannot give you credit for any philosophy of the kind, said Mr. Darcy. Your retrospections must be so totally void of reproach that the contentment arising from them is not of philosophy, but what is much better of ignorance. But with me it is not so painful recollections will intrude which cannot, which ought not to be repelled. I have been a selfish being all my life, in practice, though not in principle. As a child I was taught what was right, but I was not taught to correct my temper. I was given good principles, but left to follow them in pride and conceit. Unfortunately, an only son, for many years an only child, I was spoiled by my parents, who, though good themselves, my father particularly. All that was benevolent and amiable, allowed, encouraged, almost taught me to be selfish and overbearing, to care for none beyond my own family circle, to think meanly of all the rest of the world, to wish at least to think meanly of their sense and worth compared with my own. Such I was from 8 to 8 and 20, and such I might still have been but for you. Dearest, loveliest Elizabeth, what do I not owe you? You taught me a lesson, hard indeed at first, but most advantageous by you. I was properly humbled. I came to you without a doubt of my reception. You showed me how insufficient were all my pretensions to please a woman worthy of being pleased. Had you then persuaded yourself that I should? Lizzie asked. Indeed I had, he replied. What will you think of my vanity? I believed you to be wishing, expecting my addresses. My manners must have been in fault, but not intentionally, I assure you, replied busy. I never meant to deceive you, but my spirits might often lead me wrong. How you must have hated me after that evening. Hate, you? Said Mr. Darcy. I was angry, perhaps at first, but my anger soon began to take a proper direction. I am almost afraid of asking what you thought of me when we met at Pemberley. You blamed me for coming? No, indeed, replied Darcy. I felt nothing but surprise, your surprise could not be greater than mine in being noticed by you, said Lizzie. My conscience told me that I deserved no extraordinary politeness, and I confess that I did not expect to receive more than my due. My object then, replied Darcy, was to show you by every civility in my power, that I was not so mean as to resent the past. And I hoped to obtain your forgiveness, to lessen your ill opinion by letting you see that your reproofs had been attended to. How soon any other wishes introduced themselves, I can hardly tell, but I believe in about half an hour after I had seen you. He then told her of Georgiana's delight in her acquaintance, and of her disappointment at its sudden interruption, which naturally leading to the cause of that interruption. She soon learned that his resolution of following her from Derbyshire in quest of her sister Lydia had been formed before he quitted the inn, and that his gravity and thoughtfulness there had arisen from no other struggles than what such a purpose must comprehend. Lizzie expressed her gratitude again, but it was too painful a subject to be dwelt on farther. After walking several miles in a leisurely manner, and too busy to know anything about it, they found at last, on examining their watches, that it was time to be at home. What could have become of Mr. Bingley and Jane was a wonder which introduced the discussion of their affairs. Darcy was delighted with the couple's engagement. Mr. Bingley had given him the earliest information of it. I must ask whether you were surprised, said Elizabeth. Not at all. When I went away, I felt that it would soon happen. That is to say, you had given your permission. I guessed as much. And though he exclaimed at the term, she found that it had been pretty much the case. On the evening before my going to London, said he, I made a confession to him, which I believe I ought to have made long ago. I told him of all that had occurred to make my former interference in his affairs absurd and impertinent. His surprise was great. He had never had the slightest suspicion. I told him, moreover, that I believed myself mistaken in supposing, as I had done, that your sister was indifferent to him. And as I could easily perceive that his attachment to her was unabated, I felt no doubt of their happiness together. Elizabeth could not help smiling at his easy manner of directing his friend. Did you speak from your own observation, said she, when you told him that my sister loved him, or merely from my information last spring? From the former, he replied. I had narrowly observed her during the two visits which I had lately made her here and I was convinced of her affection. And your assurance of it, I suppose, carried immediate conviction to him, said Lizzie. It did. Bingley is most unaffectedly modest. His diffidence had prevented his depending on his own judgment in so anxious a case, but his reliance on mine made everything easy. I was obliged to confess one thing, which for a time, and not unjustly offended him. I could not allow myself to conceal who that your sister had been in town three months last winter. That I had known it, and purposely kept it from him. He was angry. But his anger, I am persuaded, lasted no longer than he remained in any doubt of your sister's sentiments. He has heartily forgiven me. Now Elizabeth longed to observe that Mr. Bingley had been a most delightful friend, so easily influenced that his worth was invaluable. But she checked herself. She remembered that Darcy had yet to learn to be laughed at, and it was rather too early to begin. In anticipating the happiness of Bingley, which of course was to be inferior only to his own. Darcy continued the conversation till they reached the house. In the hall they parted.
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Julie Andrews (Narrator of Jane Austen Stories)
Chapter 59 My dear Lizzy, where can you have been walking to? Was a question which Elizabeth received from Jane as soon as she entered the room and from all the others when they sat down to table. She had only to say in reply that they had wandered about till she was beyond her own knowledge. She coloured as she spoke, but neither that nor anything else awakened a suspicion of the truth. The evening passed quietly, unmarked by anything extraordinary. The acknowledged lovers talked and laughed. The unacknowledged were silent. Darcy was not of a disposition in which happiness overflows in mirth. And Elizabeth, agitated and confused, rather knew that she was happy than felt herself to be so. For besides the immediate embarrassment, there were other evils before her. She anticipated what would be felt in the family when her situation became known. She was aware that no one liked him but Jane, and even feared that with the others it was a dislike which not all his fortune and consequence might do. Away at night, Lizzie opened her heart to Jane. Though suspicion was very far from Jane's general habits, she was absolutely incredulous. Here. You are joking, Lizzie. This. This cannot be. Engaged to Mr. Darcy? No, no, you shall not deceive me. I know it to be impossible. This is a wretched beginning. Indeed, replied Lizzie. My sole dependence was on you, and I am sure nobody else will believe me if you do not. Yet, indeed I am in earnest. I speak nothing but the truth. He still loves me and we are engaged. Jane looked at her doubtingly. Oh, Lizzie, it cannot be. I know how much you dislike him. You know nothing of the matter, said Lizzie. That is all to be forgot. Perhaps I did not always love him so well as I do now, but in such cases as these, a good memory is unpardonable. This is the last time I shall ever remember it myself. Jane still looked all amazement. Elizabeth again and more seriously assured her of its truth. Good heaven, can it be really so? Yet now I must believe you, cried Jane. My dear, dear Lizzie, I would. I do congratulate you. But are you certain? Forgive the question. Are you quite certain that you can be happy with him? There can be no doubt of that. It is settled between us already that we are to be the happiest couple in the world. But are you pleased, Jane? Shall you like to have such a brother? Very, very much. Nothing could give either Bingley or myself more delight. But we considered it, we talked of it as impossible. And do you really love him? Quite, Quite well enough. Oh, Lizzie, do anything rather than marry without affection. Are you quite sure that you feel what you ought to feel? Oh, yes, replied Lizzie. You will only think I feel more than I ought when I tell you all. What do you mean? Jane asked. Why, I must confess that I love him better than I do Bingley. I am afraid you will be angry. My dearest sister. Now be. Be serious. I want to talk very seriously. Let me know everything that I am to know without delay. Will you tell me how long you have loved him. It has been coming on so gradually that I hardly know when it began, replied Lizzie, but I believe I must date it from my first seeing his beautiful grounds at Pemberley. Another entreaty that she would be serious, however, produced the desired effect, and she soon satisfied Jane by her solemn assurances of attachment. When convinced on that article, Miss Bennet had nothing further to wish. Now I am quite happy, said Jane, for you will be as happy as myself. I always had a value for him. Were it for nothing but his love of you, I must always have esteemed him. But now, as Bingley's friend and your husband, there can be only Bingley and yourself more dear to me. But, Lizzie, you have been very sly, very reserved with me. How little did you tell me of what passed at Pemberley and Lambton. I owe all that I know of it to Bingley, not to you. Elizabeth told her the motives of her secrecy. She had been unwilling to mention Bingley, and the unsettled state of her own feelings had made her equally avoid the name of Darcy. But now she would no longer conceal from her his share in Lydia's marriage. All was acknowledged, and half the night spent in conversation. Good gracious. Cried Mrs. Bennet, as she stood at a window the next morning. If that disagreeable Mr. Darcy is not coming here again with our dear Bingley. What can he mean by being so tiresome as to be always coming here? I had no notion but he would go a shooting or something or other, and not disturb us with his company. Oh, what shall we do with him? Lizzie? You must walk out with him again, that he may not be in Bingley's way. Elizabeth could hardly help laughing at so convenient a proposal. Yet she was really vexed that her mother should be always giving Darcy such endless criticism. As soon as they entered, Bingley looked at her so expressively, and shook hands with such warmth as left no doubt of his good information. And he soon afterwards said aloud, Mrs. Bennet, have you no more lanes hereabouts in which Lizzie may lose her way again today? I advise Mr. Darcy and Lizzie and Kitty, said Mrs. Bennet, to walk to Oakham Mount this morning. It is a nice long walk, and Mr. Darcy has never seen the view. It may do very well for the others, replied Mr. Bingley, but I'm sure it will be too much for Kitty. Won't it, Kitty? Kitty owned that she had rather stay at home. Darcy professed a great curiosity to see the view from the mount, and Elizabeth silently consented as she went upstairs to get ready, Mrs. Bennet followed her, saying, I'm quite sorry, Lizzie, that you should be forced to have that disagreeable man all to yourself. But I hope you will not mind is all for Jane's sake, you know, and there is no occasion for talking to him except just now and then, so do not put yourself to inconvenience. During their walk, it was resolved that Mr. Bennet's consent should be asked. In the course of the evening, Elizabeth reserved to herself the application for her mother's. She could not determine how her mother would take it, sometimes doubting whether all his wealth and grandeur would be enough to overcome her abhorrence of the man. But whether she were violently set against the match or violently delighted with it, it was certain that her manner would be equally ill adapted to do credit to her sense. And she could no more bear that Mr. Darcy should hear the first raptures of her joy than the first vehemence of her disapprobation. In the Evening, soon after Mr. Bennet withdrew to the library, she saw Mr. Darcy rise also and follow him, and Liz's agitation on seeing it, was extreme. She did not fear her father's opposition, but he was going to be made unhappy. And that it should be through her means that she, his favourite child, should be distressing him by her choice, should be filling him with fears and regrets in disposing of her was a wretched reflection, and she sat in misery till Mr. Darcy appeared again. When, looking at him, she was a little relieved by his smile. In a few minutes he approached the table where she was sitting with Kitty, and, while pretending to admire her work, said in a whisper, go to your father. He wants you in the library. She was gone directly. Her father was walking about the room, looking grave and anxious. Lizzy, said he, what are you doing? Are you out of your senses to be accepting this man? Have not you always hated him? How earnestly did she then wish that her former opinions had been more reasonable? Her expressions were more moderate. It would have spared her from explanations and professions which it was exceedingly awkward to give, but they were now necessary. And she assured him, with some confusion of her attachment to Mr. Darcy. Or, in other words, you are determined to have him. He is rich, to be sure, and you may have more fine clothes and fine carriages than Jane, but will they make you happy? Have you any other objections, said Elizabeth, than your belief of my indifference? None at all. We all know him to be a proud, unpleasant sort of man, but this would be nothing if you really Liked him? I do. I do like him, she replied with tears in her eyes. I love him. Indeed, he has no improper pride. He is perfectly amiable. You do not know what he really is. Then pray, do not pain me by speaking of him in such terms. Lizzie, said her father, I have given him my consent. He is the kind of man, indeed, to whom I should never dare refuse anything which he condescended to ask. I now give it to you, if you are resolved on having him. But let me advise you to think better of it. I know your disposition. Dizzy. I know that you could neither be happy nor. Nor respectable unless you truly esteemed your husband. Unless you looked up to him as a superior, your lively talents would place you in the greatest danger. In an unequal marriage, you could scarcely escape discredit and misery. My child, let me not have the grief of seeing you unable to respect your partner in life. You know not what you are about. Elizabeth, still more affected, was earnest and solemn in her reply, and at length by repeated assurances that Mr. Darcy was really the object of her choice. By explaining the gradual change which her estimation of him had undergone, relating her absolute certainty that his affection was not the work of a day, but had stood the test of many months. Suspense, and enumerating with energy all his good qualities, she did conquer her father's incredulity and reconcile him to the match. Well, my dear, said he when she ceased speaking, I have no more to say. If this be the case, he deserves you. I could not have parted with you, my dear Lizzie, to anyone less worthy to complete the favourable impression. Lizzie then told him what Mr. Darcy had voluntarily done for Lydia. He heard her with astonishment. This is an evening of wonders indeed. And so Darcy did everything. Made up the match, gave the money, paid the fellow's debts and got him his commission. So much the better. It will save me a world of trouble and economy. Had it been your uncle's doing, I must and would have paid him. But these violent young lovers carry everything their own way. I shall offer to pay him tomorrow he will rant and storm about his love for you and there will be an end of the matter. He then recollected her embarrassment a few days before on his reading Mr. Collins's letter, and after laughing at her some time, allowed her at last to go, saying as she quitted the room, if any young men come for Mary or Kitty, send them in, for I'm quite at leisure. Elizabeth's mind was now relieved from a very heavy weight, and after half an hour's quiet Reflection in her own room, she was able to join the others with tolerable composure. Everything was too recent for gaiety, but the evening passed tranquilly away. There was no longer anything material to be dreaded, and the comfort of ease and familiarity would come in time. When her mother went up to her dressing room at night, Lizzie followed her and made the important communication. Its effect was most extraordinary, for on first hearing it, Mrs. Bennet sat quite still and unable to utter a syllable. Nor was it under many, many minutes that she could comprehend what she heard, though not in general backward to credit what was for the advantage of her family, or that came in the shape of a lover to any of them. She began at length to recover, to fidget about in her chair. Get up, sit down again, wonder and bless herself. Good gracious Lord, bless me. Only think, dear me, Mr. Darcy, who would have thought it? And is it really true? Oh, my sweetest Lizzy, how rich and how great you will be. What pin money, what jewels, what carriages you will have Jane's. There's nothing to it, nothing at all. I'm so pleased, so happy. Such a charming man. So handsome or so tall. Oh, my dear Lizzy. Pray apologize for my having disliked him so much before. I hope he will overlook it. Dear, dear Lizzy. A house in town, everything that is charming. Three daughters married, 10,000 a year. Oh, Lord, what will become of me? I shall go quite distracted. This was enough to prove that her approbation need not be doubted. And Elizabeth, rejoicing that this effusion was heard only by herself, soon went away. But before she had been three minutes in her own room, her mother followed her. My dearest child, she cried, I can think of nothing else. 10,000 a year, and very likely more. Tis as good as a lord and a special license. You must and shall be married by a special licence. But, my dearest love, tell me what dish Mr. Darcy is particularly fond of, that I may have it tomorrow. This was a sad omen of what her mother's behaviour to the gentleman himself might be. And Elizabeth found that, though in the certain possession of his warmest affection and secure of her relations consent, there was still something to be wished for. But the morrow passed off much better than she expected, for Mrs. Bennet luckily stood in such awe of her intended son in law that she ventured not to speak to him unless it was in her power to offer him any attention, or mark her deference for his opinion. Elizabeth had the satisfaction of seeing her father, taking pains to get acquainted with him and Mr. Bennet soon assured her that he was rising every hour in his esteem. I admire all my three sons in law highly, said he. Wickham perhaps is my favourite, but I think I shall like your husband quite as well as Jane's.
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Julie Andrews (Narrator of Jane Austen Stories)
Chapter 60 Elizabeth's spirits soon rising to playfulness again. She wanted Mr. Darcy to account for his having ever fallen in love with her. How could you begin? Said Lizzie. I can comprehend your going on charmingly when you had once made a beginning. But what could set you off in the first place? I cannot fix on the hour, or the spot, or the look, or the words which laid the foundation, replied Darcy. It is too long ago. I was in the middle before I knew that I had begun. My beauty, said Lizzie, you had early wistful. And as for my manners, my behaviour to you was at least always bordering on the uncivil. And I never spoke to you without rather wishing to give you pain than not. Now be sincere. Did you admire me for my impertinence? For the liveliness of your mind? I did, replied Darcy. You may as well call it impertinence at once, said she. It was very little less. The fact is that you were sick of civility, of deference, of officious attention. You were disgusted with the women who were always speaking and looking and thinking for your approbation alone. I roused and interested you because I was so unlike them. Had you not been really amiable, you would have hated me for it. But in spite of the pains you took to disguise yourself, your feelings were always noble and just, and in your heart you thoroughly displayed the persons who so assiduously courted you There, I have saved you the trouble of accounting for it. And really, all things considered, I begin to think it perfectly reasonable. To be sure you know no actual good of me. But nobody thinks of that when they fall in love. Was there no good in your affectionate behavior to Jane while she was ill at Netherfield? Asked Darcy. Dearest Jane. Who could have done less for her, but make a virtue of it? By all means. My good qualities are under your protection, and you are to exaggerate them as much as possible. And in return, it belongs to me to find occasions for teasing and quarreling with you as often as may be. And I shall begin directly by asking you, what made you so unwilling to come to the point at last? What made you so shy of me when you first called and afterwards dined here? Why, especially when you called, did you look as if you did not care about me? Because you were grave and silent and gave me no encouragement. But I was embarrassed, said she. And so was I, said he. You might have talked to me more when you came to dinner. A man who had felt less might. Oh, how unlucky that you should have a reasonable answer to give, and that I should be so reasonable as to admit it. But I wonder how long you would have gone on if you had been left to yourself. I wonder when you would have spoken if I had not asked you. My resolution of thanking you for your kindness to Lydia had certainly great effect. Too much, I am afraid, for what becomes of the moral, if our comfort springs from a breach of promise, for I ought not to have mentioned the subject. This will never do. You need not distress yourself, said Darcy. The moral will be perfectly fair. Lady Catherine's unjustifiable endeavours to separate us were the means of removing all my doubts. I am not indebted for my present happiness to your eager desire of expressing your gratitude. I was not in a humour to wait for an opening of yours. My aunt's intelligence had given me hope, and I was determined at once to know everything. Lady Catherine replied, lizzie has been of infinite use, which ought to make her happy, for she loves to be of use. But tell me, what did you come down to Netherfield for? Was it merely to ride to Longbourn and be embarrassed? Or had you intended any more serious consequences? My real purpose was to see you, said Darcy, and to judge, if I could, whether I might ever hope to make you love me, my avowed one. Or what I avowed to myself, was to see whether your sister was still partial to Bingley, and if she were to make the confession to him which I have since made. Shall you ever have courage to announce to Lady Catherine what is to befall her? Lizzy asked. I am more likely to want time than courage, Elizabeth, but it ought to be done, and if you will give me a sheet of paper, it shall be done directly. And if I had not a letter to write myself, said Lizzie, I might sit by you and admire the evenness of your writing, as another young lady once did. But I have an aunt too, who must not be longer neglected. From an unwillingness to confess how much her intimacy with Mr. Darcy had been overrated. Elizabeth had never yet answered Mrs. Gardiner's long letter, but now, having that to communicate, which she knew would be most welcome, she was almost ashamed to find that her uncle and aunt had already lost three days of happiness. And she immediately wrote, as I would have thanked you before, my dear aunt, as I ought to have done for your long, kind, satisfactory detail of particulars. But to say the truth, I was too cross to write. You supposed more than really existed. But now suppose as much as you choose. Give a loose to your fancy, indulge your imagination in every possible flight which the subject will afford, and unless you believe me actually married, you cannot greatly err. You must write again very soon, and praise him a great deal more than you did in your last. I thank you again and again for not going to the Lakes. How could I be so silly as to wish it? Your idea of the ponies is delightful. We will go round the park every day. Oh, I am the happiest creature in the world. Perhaps other people have said so before, but no one, one with such justice. I am happier even than Jane. She only smiles, I laugh. Mr. Darcy sends you all the love in the world that can be spared from me. You are all to come to Pemberley at Christmas. Yours, etc. Mr. Darcy's letter to Lady Catherine was in a different style. And still different from either, was what Mr. Bennet sent to Mr. Collins in return for his last. Dear sir, I must trouble you once more for your congratulations. Elizabeth will soon be the wife of Mr. Darcy. Console lady Catherine as well as you can, but if I were you, I would stand by the nephew. He has more to give. Yours Sincerely, etc. Ms. Bingley's congratulations to her brother on his approaching marriage were all that was affectionate and insincere. She wrote even to Jane on the occasion to express her delight and repeat all her former professions of regard. Jane was not deceived, but she was affected. And though feeling no reliance on her, could not help writing her a much kinder answer than she knew was deserved. The joy which Miss Darcy expressed on receiving similar information was as sincere as her brother's in sending it. Four sides of paper were insufficient to contain all her delight and all her earnest desire of being loved by her new sister. Before any answer could arrive from Mr. Collins, or any congratulations to Elizabeth from his wife, the Longbourn family heard that the Collinses were come themselves to Lucas Lodge. The reason of this sudden removal was soon evident. Lady Catherine had been rendered so exceedingly angry by the contents of her nephew's letter, that Charlotte, really rejoicing in the match, was anxious to get away till the storm was blown over. At such a moment the arrival of her friend was a sincere pleasure to Elizabeth, though in the course of their meetings, she must sometimes think the pleasure dearly bought when she saw Mr. Darcy exposed to all the parading and obsequious civility of her husband. He bore it, however, with admirable calmness. He could even listen to Sir William Lucas, when he complimented him on carrying away the brightest jewel of the country, and expressed his hopes of their all meeting frequently at St James's with very decent composure. If Darcy did shrug his shoulders, it was not till Sir William was out of sight. Misses Phillips's vulgarity was another, and perhaps a greater tax on his forbearance. And though Mrs. Phillips, as well as her sister, stood in too much awe of him to speak with the familiarity which Bingley's good humour encouraged, yet whenever she did speak, she must be vulgar. Nor was her respect for him, though it made her more quiet at all, likely to make her more elegant. Elizabeth did all she could to shield him from the frequent notice of either, and was ever anxious to keep him to herself and to those of her family, with whom he might converse without mortification. And though the uncomfortable feelings arriving from all this took from the season of courtship much of its pleasure, it added to the hope of the future, and she looked forward with delight to the time when they should be removed from society, so little pleasing to either. To all the comfort and elegance of their family party at Pemberley. Chapter 61. Happy for all her maternal feelings was the day on which Mrs. Bennet got rid of her two most deserving daughters with what delighted pride. She afterwards visited Mrs. Bingley, and talked of Mrs. Darcy may be guest. One could hope, for the sake of her family, that the accomplishment of her earnest desire in the establishment of so many of her children produced so happy an effect as to make her a sensible, amiable, well informed woman for the rest of her life. Though perhaps it was lucky for her husband, who might not have relished domestic felicity in so unusual a form that she still was occasionally nervous and invariably silly. Mr. Bennet missed his second daughter exceedingly. His affection for her drew him oftener from home than anything else could do. He delighted in going to Pemberley, especially when he was least expected. Mr. Bingley and Jane remained at Netherfield only a 12 months, so near a vicinity to her mother and Meryton relations was not desirable, even to his easy temper or her affectionate heart. The darling wish of his sisters was then gratified. He bought an estate in a neighboring county to Derbyshire, and Jane and Elizabeth, in addition to every other source of happiness, and were within 30 miles of each other. Kitty, to her very material advantage, spent the chief of her time with her two elder sisters. In society so superior to what she had generally known, her improvement was great. She was not of so ungovernable a temper as Lydia, and removed from the influence of Lydia's example, she became, by proper attention and management, less irritable, less ignorant, and less insipid. From the further disadvantage of Lydia's society, she was, of course, carefully kept, and though Lydia frequently invited her to come and speak with the promise of balls and young men, her father would never consent to her going. Mary was the only daughter who remained at home, and she was necessarily drawn from the pursuit of accomplishments by Mrs. Bennet's being quite unable to sit alone. Mary was obliged to mix more with the world, but she could still moralize over every morning visit, and as she was no longer mortified by comparisons between her sister's beauty and her own, it was suspected by her father that she submitted to the change without much reluctance. As for Wickham and Lydia, their characters suffered no revolution from the marriage of her sisters. He bore with philosophy the conviction that Elizabeth must now become acquainted with whatever of his ingratitude and falsehood had before been unknown to her, and in spite of everything, was not wholly without hope that Darcy might yet be prevailed on to make his fortune. The congratulatory letter which Elizabeth received from Lydia on her marriage explained to her that by his wife at least, if not by himself, such a hope was cherished. The letter was to this effect. My dear Lizzy, I wish you joy. If you love Mr. Darcy half so well as I do, my dear Wickham, you must be very happy. It is a great comfort to have you so rich. And when you have nothing else to do. I hope you will think of us. I am sure Wickham would like a place at court very much, and I do not think we shall have quite money enough to live upon without some help. Any place would do of about three or four hundred a year. But, however, do not speak to Mr. Darcy about it, if you had rather not yours, etc. As it happened that Elizabeth had much rather not, she endeavoured in her answer to put an end to every entreaty and expectation of the kind. Such relief, however, as it was in her power to afford, by the practice of what might be called economy, in her own private expenses, she frequently sent them. It had always been evident to her that such an income as theirs, under the direction of two persons, so extravagant in their wants and heedless of the future, must be very insufficient to their support. And whenever they changed their quarters, either Jane or herself were sure of being applied to for some little assistance towards discharging their bills. Their manner of living, even when the restoration of peace dismissed them to a home, was unsettled in the extreme. They were always moving from place to place in quest of a cheap situation, and always spending more than they ought to. Mr. Wickham's affection for Lydia soon sunk into indifference. Hers lasted a little longer, and in spite of her youth and her manners, she retained all the claims to reputation which her marriage had given her. Though Darcy could never receive him at Pemberley, yet for Elizabeth's sake, he assisted him further in his profession. Lydia was occasionally a visitor there when her husband was gone, to enjoy himself in London or Bath. And with the Bingleys, they both of them frequently stayed so long that even Bingley's good humour was overcome, and he proceeded so far as to talk of giving, giving them a hint to be gone. Miss Bingley was very deeply mortified by Darcy's marriage, but as she thought it advisable to retain the right of visiting at Pemberley, she dropped all her resentment, was fonder than ever of Georgiana, almost as attentive to Darcy as heretofore, and paid off every arrear of civility to Elizabeth. Pemberley was now Georgiana's home, and the attachment of the sisters was exactly what Darcy had hoped to see. They were able to love each other even as well as they intended. Georgiana had the highest opinion in the world of Elizabeth, though at first she often listened with an astonishment bordering on alarm, at her lively, sportive manner of talking to her brother. He who had always inspired in herself a respect which almost overcame her affection. She now saw the object of open pleasantry. Her mind received knowledge which had never before fallen in her way. By Elizabeth's instructions, she began to comprehend that a woman may take liberties with her husband, which a brother will not always allow in a sister more than 10 years younger than himself. Lady Catherine was extremely indignant on the marriage of her nephew, and as she gave way to all the genuine frankness of her character in her reply to the letter which announced its arrangement, she sent him language so very abusive, especially of Elizabeth, that for some time all intercourse was at an end. But at length, by Elizabeth's persuasion, Darcy was prevailed on to overlook the offense and seek a reconciliation. And after a little further resistance on the part of his aunt, her resentment gave way either to her affection for him, or her curiosity to see how his wife conducted herself, and she condescended to wait on them at Pemberley, in spite of that pollution which its woods had received, not merely from the presence of such a mistress, but the visits of her uncle and aunt from the city with the gardeners. They were always on the most intimate terms. Darcy, as well as Elizabeth, really loved them, and they were both ever sensible of the warmest gratitude towards the persons who, by bringing Lizzie into Derbyshire, had been the means of uniting them. Thank you for listening to season one of Jane Austen stories. We hope you've enjoyed listening to the story of the Bennet sisters. You can listen to more audiobooks on the Noso website, including Sherlock Holmes Short Stories with Hugh Bonneville. As for Jane Austen, expect more of her unique, funny and heartwarming books in the not too distant future. Press follow on your podcast app to get updated when the next season is live. For now, I'm Julie Andrews and it has been my great pleasure to bring you this wonderful story. Thank you.
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