I have been meditating on the very great pleasure which a pair of fine eyes in the face of a pretty woman can bestow." Miss Bingley immediately fixed her eyes on his face, and desired he would tell her what lady had the credit of inspiring such reflections.
Mr.Darcy replied with great intrepidity: "Miss Elizabeth Bennet." "Miss Elizabeth Bennet!" repeated Miss Bingley.

"I am all astonishment.
How long has she been such a favourite ?--and pray, when am I to wish you joy ?" "That is exactly the question which I expected you to ask.

A lady's imagination is very rapid; it jumps from admiration to love, from love to matrimony, in a moment.

I knew you would be wishing me joy." "Nay, if you are serious about it, I shall consider the matter is absolutely settled.

You will be having a charming mother-in-law, indeed; and, of course, she will always be at Pemberley with you." He listened to her with perfect indifference while she chose to entertain herself in this manner; and as his composure convinced her that all was safe, her wit flowed long..