She wanted to talk, but there seemed to be an embargo on every subject.

At last she recollected that she had been travelling, and they talked of Matlock and Dove Dale with great perseverance.

Yet time and her aunt moved slowly--and her patience and her ideas were nearly worn our before the tete-a-tete was over.

On Mr.and Mrs.Gardiner's coming up they were all pressed to go into the house and take some refreshment; but this was declined, and they parted on each side with utmost politeness.

Mr.Darcy handed the ladies into the carriage; and when it drove off, Elizabeth saw him walking slowly towards the house.
The observations of her uncle and aunt now began; and each of them pronounced him to be infinitely superior to anything they had expected.
"He is perfectly well behaved, polite, and unassuming," said her uncle.
"There _is_ something a little stately in him, to be sure," replied her aunt, "but it is confined to his air, and is not unbecoming.