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发信人: xunhuan (集香自焚,浴火重生), 信区: foreign_lg
标 题: chapter 9
发信站: 听涛站 (2001年05月25日17:12:03 星期五), 站内信件
ELIZABETH passed the chief of the night in her sister's room, and in the
morning had the pleasure of being able to send a tolerable answer to
the enquiries which she very early received from Mr. Bingley by a
housemaid, and some time afterwards from the two elegant ladies who
waited on his sisters. In spite of this amendment, however, she
requested to have a note sent to Longbourn, desiring her mother to visit
Jane, and form her own judgment of her situation. The note was
immediately dispatched, and its contents as quickly complied with. Mrs.
Bennet, accompanied by her two youngest girls, reached Netherfield soon
after the family breakfast.
Had she found Jane in any apparent danger, Mrs. Bennet would have
been very miserable; but being satisfied on seeing her, that her illness
was not alarming, she had no wish of her recovering immediately, as her
restoration to health would probably remove her from Netherfield. She
would not listen therefore to her daughter's proposal of being carried
home; neither did the apothecary, who arrived about the same time, think
it at all advisable. After sitting a little while with Jane, on Miss
Bingley's appearance and invitation the mother and three daughters all
attended her into the breakfast parlour. Bingley met them with hopes
that Mrs. Bennet had not found Miss Bennet worse than she expected.
``Indeed I have, Sir,'' was her answer. ``She is a great deal too ill
to be moved. Mr. Jones says we must not think of moving her. We must
trespass a little longer on your kindness.''
``Removed!'' cried Bingley. ``It must not be thought of. My sister, I
am sure, will not hear of her removal.''
``You may depend upon it, Madam,'' said Miss Bingley, with cold
civility, ``that Miss Bennet shall receive every possible attention
while she remains with us.''
Mrs. Bennet was profuse in her acknowledgments.
``I am sure,'' she added, ``if it was not for such good friends I do
not know what would become of her, for she is very ill indeed, and
suffers a vast deal, though with the greatest patience in the world --
which is always the way with her, for she has, without exception, the
sweetest temper I ever met with. I often tell my other girls they are
nothing to her. You have a sweet room here, Mr. Bingley, and a
charming prospect over that gravel walk. I do not know a place in the
country that is equal to Netherfield. You will not think of quitting
it in a hurry I hope, though you have but a short lease.''
``Whatever I do is done in a hurry,'' replied he; ``and therefore if
I should resolve to quit Netherfield, I should probably be off in five
minutes. At present, however, I consider myself as quite fixed here.''
``That is exactly what I should have supposed of you,'' said Elizabeth.
``You begin to comprehend me, do you?'' cried he, turning towards her.
``Oh! yes -- I understand you perfectly.''
``I wish I might take this for a compliment; but to be so easily seen
through I am afraid is pitiful.''
``That is as it happens. It does not necessarily follow that a deep,
intricate character is more or less estimable than such a one as yours.
''
``Lizzy,'' cried her mother, ``remember where you are, and do not run
on in the wild manner that you are suffered to do at home.''
``I did not know before,'' continued Bingley immediately, ``that you
were a studier of character. It must be an amusing study.''
``Yes; but intricate characters are the most amusing. They have at
least that advantage.''
``The country,'' said Darcy, ``can in general supply but few subjects
for such a study. In a country neighbourhood you move in a very confined
and unvarying society.''
``But people themselves alter so much, that there is something new to
be observed in them for ever.''
``Yes, indeed,'' cried Mrs. Bennet, offended by his manner of
mentioning a country neighbourhood. ``I assure you there is quite as
much of that going on in the country as in town.''
Every body was surprised; and Darcy, after looking at her for a moment,
turned silently away. Mrs. Bennet, who fancied she had gained a
complete victory over him, continued her triumph.
``I cannot see that London has any great advantage over the country for
my part, except the shops and public places. The country is a vast deal
pleasanter, is not it, Mr. Bingley?''
``When I am in the country,'' he replied, ``I never wish to leave it;
and when I am in town it is pretty much the same. They have each their
advantages, and I can be equally happy in either.''
``Aye -- that is because you have the right disposition. But that
gentleman,'' looking at Darcy, ``seemed to think the country was nothing
at all.''
``Indeed, Mama, you are mistaken,'' said Elizabeth, blushing for her
mother. ``You quite mistook Mr. Darcy. He only meant that there were not
such a variety of people to be met with in the country as in town,
which you must acknowledge to be true.''
``Certainly, my dear, nobody said there were; but as to not meeting
with many people in this neighbourhood, I believe there are few
neighbourhoods larger. I know we dine with four and twenty families.''
Nothing but concern for Elizabeth could enable Bingley to keep his
countenance. His sister was less delicate, and directed her eye
towards Mr. Darcy with a very expressive smile. Elizabeth, for the
sake of saying something that might turn her mother's thoughts, now
asked her if Charlotte Lucas had been at Longbourn since her coming
away.
``Yes, she called yesterday with her father. What an agreeable man
Sir William is, Mr. Bingley -- is not he? so much the man of fashion! so
genteel and so easy! -- He has always something to say to every body.
-- That is my idea of good breeding; and those persons who fancy
themselves very important and never open their mouths, quite mistake the
matter.''
``Did Charlotte dine with you?''
``No, she would go home. I fancy she was wanted about the mince pies.
For my part, Mr. Bingley, I always keep servants that can do their own
work; my daughters are brought up differently. But every body is to
judge for themselves, and the Lucases are very good sort of girls, I
assure you. It is a pity they are not handsome! Not that I think
Charlotte so very plain -- but then she is our particular friend.''
``She seems a very pleasant young woman,'' said Bingley.
``Oh! dear, yes; -- but you must own she is very plain. Lady Lucas
herself has often said so, and envied me Jane's beauty. I do not like to
boast of my own child, but to be sure, Jane -- one does not often see
any body better looking. It is what every body says. I do not trust my
own partiality. When she was only fifteen, there was a gentleman at my
brother Gardiner's in town, so much in love with her, that my
sister-in-law was sure he would make her an offer before we came away.
But however he did not. Perhaps he thought her too young. However, he
wrote some verses on her, and very pretty they were.''
``And so ended his affection,'' said Elizabeth impatiently. ``There has
been many a one, I fancy, overcome in the same way. I wonder who
first discovered the efficacy of poetry in driving away love!''
``I have been used to consider poetry as the food of love,'' said
Darcy.
``Of a fine, stout, healthy love it may. Every thing nourishes what
is strong already. But if it be only a slight, thin sort of inclination,
I am convinced that one good sonnet will starve it entirely away.''
Darcy only smiled, and the general pause which ensued made Elizabeth
tremble lest her mother should be exposing herself again. She longed
to speak, but could think of nothing to say; and after a short silence
Mrs. Bennet began repeating her thanks to Mr. Bingley for his kindness
to Jane with an apology for troubling him also with Lizzy. Mr. Bingley
was unaffectedly civil in his answer, and forced his younger sister to
be civil also, and say what the occasion required. She performed her
part, indeed, without much graciousness, but Mrs. Bennet was satisfied,
and soon afterwards ordered her carriage. Upon this signal, the
youngest of her daughters put herself forward. The two girls had been
whispering to each other during the whole visit, and the result of it
was, that the youngest should tax Mr. Bingley with having promised on
his first coming into the country to give a ball at Netherfield.
Lydia was a stout, well-grown girl of fifteen, with a fine complexion
and good-humoured countenance; a favourite with her mother, whose
affection had brought her into public at an early age. She had high
animal spirits, and a sort of natural self-consequence, which the
attentions of the officers, to whom her uncle's good dinners and her own
easy manners recommended her, had increased into assurance. She was
very equal, therefore, to address Mr. Bingley on the subject of the
ball, and abruptly reminded him of his promise; adding, that it would be
the most shameful thing in the world if he did not keep it. His
answer to this sudden attack was delightful to their mother's ear.
``I am perfectly ready, I assure you, to keep my engagement, and when
your sister is recovered, you shall if you please, name the very day
of the ball. But you would not wish to be dancing while she is ill.''
Lydia declared herself satisfied. ``Oh! yes -- it would be much
better to wait till Jane was well, and by that time most likely
Captain Carter would be at Meryton again. And when you have given your
ball,'' she added, ``I shall insist on their giving one also. I shall
tell Colonel Forster it will be quite a shame if he does not.''
Mrs. Bennet and her daughters then departed, and Elizabeth returned
instantly to Jane, leaving her own and her relations' behaviour to the
remarks of the two ladies and Mr. Darcy; the latter of whom, however,
could not be prevailed on to join in their censure of her, in spite of
all Miss Bingley's witticisms on fine eyes.
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