She is a selfish, hypocritical woman, and I have no opinion of her." "No more have I," said Mr.Bennet; "and I am glad to find that you do not depend on her serving you." Mrs.Bennet deigned not to make any reply, but, unable to contain herself, began scolding one of her daughters.
"Don't keep coughing so, Kitty, for Heaven's sake! Have a little compassion on my nerves.

You tear them to pieces." "Kitty has no discretion in her coughs," said her father; "she times them ill." "I do not cough for my own amusement," replied Kitty fretfully.

"When is your next ball to be, Lizzy ?" "To-morrow fortnight." "Aye, so it is," cried her mother, "and Mrs.Long does not come back till the day before; so it will be impossible for her to introduce him, for she will not know him herself." "Then, my dear, you may have the advantage of your friend, and introduce Mr.Bingley to _her_." "Impossible, Mr.Bennet, impossible, when I am not acquainted with him myself; how can you be so teasing ?" "I honour your circumspection.

A fortnight's acquaintance is certainly very little.

One cannot know what a man really is by the end of a fortnight.