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"my style of writing is very different from yours."<BR>acutely. elizabeth did not quit her room for a moment; nor were the other ladies often absent; the<BR>are really angelic; i do not know what to say to you. i feel as if i had never done you justice, or loved<BR>"most willingly."<BR>enough to drive happiness away.<BR>"i should never have considered the distance as one of the advantages of the match," cried<BR>"but why all this secrecy? why any fear of detection? why must their marriage be private? oh,<BR>blind to the follies and nonsense of others! affectation of candour is common enough-one meets with<BR>by such a paltry attack as this. i see nothing in it but your own wilful ignorance and the malice of mr.<BR>between elizabeth and charlotte there was a restraint which kept them mutually silent on the<BR>elizabeth had the satisfaction of seeing her father taking pains to get acquainted with him; and<BR>"don't keep coughing so, kitty, for heaven's sake! have a little com! passion on my nerves. you<BR>"beyond a doubt, they do wish him to choose miss darcy," replied jane; "but this may be from<BR>"but perhaps he may be a little whimsical in his civilities," replied her uncle. "your great men<BR>an ill-natured look. on the contrary, there is something pleasing about his mouth when he speaks. and<BR>"this is not to be borne. miss bennet, i insist on being satisfied. has he, has my nephew, made<BR>"come here, child," cried her father as she appeared. "i have sent for you on an affair of<BR>attributed to him, of their becoming hereafter her own. he had certainly formed such a plan, and<BR>