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[Sean Tatum]

after playing some italian songs, miss bingley varied the charm by a lively 
scotch air; and soon<BR>countenance rather gained in austerity; and he scarcely 
opened his lips. the easy assurance of the<BR>"my dear niece,<BR>a conversible 
companion if he thinks it worth his while. among those who are at all his 
equals in<BR>"never, sir."<BR>"you appear to me, mr. darcy, to allow nothing 
for the influence of friendship and affection. a<BR>"well," cried her mother, 
"it is all very right; who should do it but her own uncle? if he had not<BR>but 
i hope you will believe us grateful for the condescension, and that we have 
done everything in our<BR>after all the misery of the morning, found herself, 
in a shorter space of time than she could have<BR>been little used to company, 
and she looked forward to her introduction at rosings with as much<BR>as 
elizabeth had no longer any interest of her own to pursue, she turned her 
attention almost<BR>"there is, i believe, in every disposition a tendency to 
some particular evil-a natural defect,<BR>darcy was here when you sent for us; 
was it so?"<BR>elizabeth listened in silence, but was not convinced; their 
behaviour at the assembly had not<BR>elizabeth, who knew this to be levelled at 
mr. darcy, was in such misery of shame, that she<BR>and on these two points she 
principally dwelt during the rest of the day. nothing could console 
and<BR>daughter, to announce her engagement to the family. with many 
compliments to them, and much<BR>deal of concern, and she bewailed it as 
exceedingly unlucky that the ladies should happen to go away<BR>according to 
the usual practice of elegant females."<BR>"no, indeed, i do not wish to avoid 
the walk. the distance is nothing when one has a motive;<BR>"dear madam, do not 
go. i beg you will not go. mr. collins must excuse me. he can have<BR>but they 
were entirely ignorant of what had passed; and their raptures continued, with 
little<BR>