We must not make him desperate." The tumult of Elizabeth's mind was allayed by this conversation.

She had got rid of two of the secrets which had weighed on her for a fortnight, and was certain of a willing listener in Jane, whenever she might wish to talk again of either.

But there was still something lurking behind, of which prudence forbade the disclosure.

She dared not relate the other half of Mr.Darcy's letter, nor explain to her sister how sincerely she had been valued by her friend.

Here was knowledge in which no one could partake; and she was sensible that nothing less than a perfect understanding between the parties could justify her in throwing off this last encumbrance of mystery.