by mrs. hurst and miss bingley they were noticed only by a curtsey; and, on their being seated, a pause, awkward as such pauses must always be, succeeded for a few moments. it was first broken by mrs. annesley, a genteel, agreeable-looking woman, whose endeavour to introduce some kind of discourse proved her to be more truly well-bred than either of the others; and between her and mrs. gardiner, with occasional help from elizabeth, the conversation was carried on. miss darcy looked as if she wished for courage enough to join in it; and sometimes did venture a short sentence when there was least danger of its being heard.

elizabeth soon saw that she was herself closely watched by miss bingley, and that she could not speak a word, especially to miss darcy, without calling her attention. this observation would not have prevented her from trying to talk to the latter, had they not been seated at an inconvenient distance; but she was not sorry to be spared the necessity of saying much. her own thoughts were employing her. she expected every moment that some of the gentlemen would enter the room. she wished, she feared that the master of the house might be amongst them; and whether she wished or feared it most, she could scarcely determine. after sitting in this manner a quarter of an hour without hearing miss bingley's voice, elizabeth was roused by receiving from her a cold inquiry after the health of her family. she answered with equal indifference and brevity, and the others said no more.

the next variation which their visit afforded was produced by the entrance of servants with cold meat, cake, and a variety of all the finest fruits in season; but this did not take place till after many a significant look and smile from mrs. annesley to miss darcy had been given, to remind her of her post. there was now employment for the whole party-for though they could not all talk, they could all eat; and the beautiful pyramids of grapes, nectarines, and peaches soon collected them round the table.

while thus engaged, elizabeth had a fair opportunity of deciding whether she most feared or wished for the appearance of mr. darcy, by the feelings which prevailed on his entering the room; and then, though but a moment before she had believed her wishes to predominate, she began to regret that he came.

he had been some time with mr. gardiner, who, with two or three other gentlemen from the house, was engaged by the river, and had left him only on learning that the ladies of the family intended a visit to georgiana that morning. no sooner did he appear than elizabeth wisely resolved to be perfectly easy and unembarrassed; a resolution the more necessary to be made, but perhaps not the more easily kept, because she saw that the suspicions of the whole party were awakened against them, and that there was scarcely an eye which did not watch his behaviour when he first came into the room. in no countenance was attentive curiosity so strongly marked as in miss bingley's, in spite of the smiles which overspread her face whenever she spoke to one of its objects; for jealousy had not yet made her desperate, and her attentions to mr. darcy were by no means over. miss darcy, on her brother's entrance, exerted herself much more to talk, and elizabeth saw that he was anxious for his sister and herself to get acquainted, and forwarded as much as possible, every attempt at conversation on either side. miss bingley saw all this likewise; and, in the imprudence of anger, took the first opportunity of saying, with sneering civility:

"pray, miss eliza, are not the -shire militia removed from meryton? they must be a great loss to your family."

in darcy's presence she dared not mention wickham's name; but elizabeth instantly comprehended that he was uppermost in her thoughts; and the various recollections connected with him gave her a moment's distress; but exerting herself vigorously to repel the ill-natured attack, she presently answered the question in a tolerably detached tone. while she spoke, an involuntary glance showed her darcy, with a heightened complexion, earnestly looking at her, and his sister overcome with confusion, and unable to lift up her eyes. had miss bingley known what pain she was then giving her beloved friend, she undoubtedly would have refrained from the hint; but she had merely intended to discompose elizabeth by bringing forward the idea of a man to whom she believed her partial, to make her betray a sensibility which might injure her in darcy's opinion, and, perhaps, to remind the latter of all the follies and absurdities by which some part of her family were connected with that corps. not a syllable had ever reached her of miss darcy's meditated elopement. to no creature had it been revealed, where secrecy was possible, except to elizabeth; and from all bingley's connections her brother was particularly anxious to conceal it, from the very wish which elizabeth had long ago attributed to him, of their becoming hereafter her own. he had certainly formed such a plan, and without meaning that it should effect his endeavour to separate him from miss bennet, it is probable that it might add something to his lively concern for the welfare of his friend.

elizabeth's collected behaviour, however, soon quieted his emotion; and as miss bingley, vexed and disappointed, dared not approach nearer to wickham, georgiana also recovered in time, though not enough to be able to speak any more. her brother, whose eye she feared to meet, scarcely recollected her interest in the affair, and the very circumstance which had been designed to turn his thoughts from elizabeth seemed to have fixed them on her more and more cheerfully.

their visit did not continue long after the question and answer above mentioned; and while mr. darcy was attending them to their carriage miss bingley was venting her feelings in criticisms on elizabeth's person, behaviour, and dress. but georgiana would not join her. her brother's recommendation was enough to ensure her favour; his judgement could not err. and he had spoken in such terms of elizabeth as to leave georgiana without the power of finding her otherwise than lovely and amiable. when darcy returned to the saloon, miss bingley could not help repeating to him some part of what she had been saying to his sister.

"how very ill miss eliza bennet looks this morning, mr. darcy," she cried; "i never in my life saw anyone so much altered as she is since the winter. she is grown so brown and coarse! louisa and i were agreeing that we should not have known her again."

however little mr. darcy might have liked such an address, he contented himself with coolly replying that he perceived no other alteration than her being rather tanned, no miraculous consequence of travelling in the summer.

"for my own part," she rejoined, "i must confess that i never could see any beauty in her. her face is too thin; her complexion has no brilliancy; and her features are not at all handsome. her nose wants character-there is nothing marked in its lines. her teeth are tolerable, but not out of the common way; and as for her eyes, which have sometimes been called so fine, i could never see anything extraordinary in them. they have a sharp, shrewish look, which i do not like at all; and in her air altogether there is a self-sufficiency without fashion, which is intolerable."

persuaded as miss bingley was that darcy admired elizabeth, this was not the best method of recommending herself; but angry people are not always wise; and in seeing him at last look somewhat nettled, she had all the success she expected. he was resolutely silent, however, and, from a determination of making him speak, she continued:

"i remember, when we first knew her in hertfordshire, how amazed we all were to find that she was a reputed beauty; and i particularly recollect your saying one night, after they had been dining at netherfield, 'she a beauty!-i should as soon call her mother a wit.' but afterwards she seemed to improve on you, and i believe you thought her rather pretty at one time."

"yes," replied darcy, who could contain himself no longer, "but that was only when i first saw her, for it is many months since i have considered her as one of the handsomest women of my acquaintance."

he then went away, and miss bingley was left to all the satisfaction of having forced him to say what gave no one any pain but herself.

mrs. gardiner and elizabeth talked of all that had occurred during their visit, as they returned, except what had particularly interested them both. the look and behaviour of everybody they had seen were discussed, except of the person who had mostly engaged their attention. they talked of his sister, his friends, his house, his fruit-of everything but himself; yet elizabeth was longing to know what mrs. gardiner thought of him, and mrs. gardiner would have been highly gratified by her niece's beginning the subject.

chapter 46

elizabeth had been a good deal disappointed in not finding a letter from jane on their first arrival at lambton; and this disappointment had been renewed on each of the mornings that had now been spent there; but on the third her repining was over, and her sister justified, by the receipt of two letters from her at once, on one of which was marked that it had been missent elsewhere. elizabeth was not surprised at it, as jane had written the direction remarkably ill.

they had just been preparing to walk as the letters came in; and her uncle and aunt, leaving her to enjoy them in quiet, set off by themselves. the one missent must first be attended to; it had been written five days ago. the beginning contained an account of all their little parties and engagements, with such news as the country afforded; but the latter half, which was dated a day later, and written in evident agitation, gave more important intelligence. it was to this effect:

"since writing the above, dearest lizzy, something has occurred of a most unexpected and serious nature; but i am afraid of alarming you-be assured that we are all well. what i have to say relates to poor lydia. an express came at twelve last night, just as we were all gone to bed, from colonel forster, to inform us that she was gone off to scotland with one of his officers; to own the truth, with wickham! imagine our surprise. to kitty, however, it does not seem so wholly unexpected. i am very, very sorry. so imprudent a match on both sides! but i am willing to hope the best, and that his character has been misunderstood. thoughtless and indiscreet i can easily believe him, but this step (and let us rejoice over it) marks nothing bad at heart. his choice is disinterested at least, for he must know my father can give her nothing. our poor mother is sadly grieved. my father bears it better. how thankful am i that we never let them know what has been said against him; we must forget it ourselves. they were off saturday night about twelve, as is conjectured, but were not missed till yesterday morning at eight. the express was sent off directly. my dear lizzy, they must have passed within ten miles of us. colonel forster gives us reason to expect him here soon. lydia left a few lines for his wife, informing her of their intention. i must conclude, for i cannot be long from my poor mother. i am afraid you will not be able to make it out, but i hardly know what i have written."

without allowing herself time for consideration, and scarcely knowing what she felt, elizabeth on finishing this letter instantly seized the other, and opening it with the utmost impatience, read as follows: it had been written a day later than the conclusion of the first.

"by this time, my dearest sister, you have received my hurried letter; i wish this may be more intelligible, but though not confined for time, my head is so bewildered that i cannot answer for being coherent. dearest lizzy, i hardly know what i would write, but i have bad news for you, and it cannot be delayed. imprudent as the marriage between mr. wickham and our poor lydia would be, we are now anxious to be assured it has taken place, for there is but too much reason to fear they are not gone to scotland. colonel forster came yesterday, having left brighton the day before, not many hours after the express. though lydia's short letter to mrs. f. gave them to understand that they were going to gretna green, something was dropped by denny expressing his belief that w. never intended to go there, or to marry lydia at all, which was repeated to colonel f., who, instantly taking the alarm, set off from b. intending to trace their route. he did trace them easily to clapham, but no further; for on entering that place, they removed into a hackney coach, and dismissed the chaise that brought them from epsom. all that is known after this is, that they were seen to continue the london road. i know not what to think. after making every possible inquiry on that side london, colonel f. came on into hertfordshire, anxiously renewing them at all the turnpikes, and at the inns in barnet and hatfield, but without any success-no such people had been seen to pass through. with the kindest concern he came on to longbourn, and broke his apprehensions to us in a manner most creditable to his heart. i am sincerely grieved for him and mrs. f., but no one can throw any blame on them. our distress, my dear lizzy, is very great. my father and mother believe the worst, but i cannot think so ill of him. many circumstances might make it more eligible for them to be married privately in town than to pursue their first plan; and even if he could form such a design against a young woman of lydia's connections, which is not likely, can i suppose her so lost to everything? impossible! i grieve to find, however, that colonel f. is not disposed to depend upon their marriage; he shook his head when i expressed my hopes, and said he fear w. was not a man to be trusted. my poor mother is really ill, and keeps her room. could she exert herself, it would be better; but this is not to be expected. and as to my father, i never in my life saw him so affected. poor kitty has anger for having concealed their attachment; but as it was a matter of confidence, one cannot wonder. i am truly glad, dearest lizzy, that you have been spared something of these distressing scenes; but now, as the first shock is over, shall i own that i long for your return? i am not so selfish, however, as to press for it, if inconvenient. adieu! i take up my pen again to do what i have just told you i would not; but circumstances are such that i cannot help earnestly begging you all to come here as soon as possible. i know my dear uncle and aunt so well, that i am not afraid of requesting it, though i have still something more to ask of the former. my father is going to london with colonel forster instantly, to try to discover her. what he means to do i am sure i know not; but his excessive distress will not allow him to pursue any measure in the best and safest way, and colonel forster is obliged to be at brighton again to-morrow evening. in such an exigence, my uncle's advice and assistance would be everything in the world; he will immediately comprehend what i must feel, and i rely upon his goodness."