" 'Miss Elizabeth Bennet!' repeated Miss Bingley. 'I am all atonishment. How long has she been such a favourite? - and pray when am I to wish you joy?'
'That is exactly the question which I [Mr. Darcy] 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 so serious about it, I shall consider the matter as absolutely
settled. You will have a charming mother-in-law, indeed, and of course she
will be always 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."
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