She then joined them soon enough to see Lydia, with anxious parade, walk up to her mother's right hand, and hear her say to her eldest sister, "Ah! Jane, I take your place now, and you must go lower, because I am a married woman." It was not to be supposed that time would give Lydia that embarrassment from which she had been so wholly free at first.

Her ease and good spirits increased.

She longed to see Mrs.Phillips, the Lucases, and all their other neighbours, and to hear herself called "Mrs.Wickham" by each of them; and in the mean time, she went after dinner to show her ring, and boast of being married, to Mrs.Hill and the two housemaids.
"Well, mamma," said she, when they were all returned to the breakfast room, "and what do you think of my husband?
Is not he a charming man?
I am sure my sisters must all envy me.

I only hope they may have half my good luck.

They must all go to Brighton.