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Pride & Prejudice – page 13

Pride and Prejudice

“You mistake me, my dear. I have a high respect

for your nerves. They are my old friends. I have heard

you mention them with consideration these last twenty

years at least.”

“Ah, you do not know what I suffer.”

“But I hope you will get over it, and live to see

many young men of four thousand a year come into the

neighbourhood.”

“It will be no use to us, if twenty such should come,

since you will not visit them.”

“Depend upon it, my dear, that when there are

twenty, I will visit them all.”

Mr. Bennet was so odd a mixture of quick parts,

sarcastic humour, reserve, and caprice, that the experi-

ence of three-and-twenty years had been insufficient

to make his wife understand his character. Her mind

was less difficult to develop. She was a woman of

mean understanding, little information, and uncertain

temper. When she was discontented, she fancied herself

nervous. The business of her life was to get her

daughters married; its solace was visiting and news.

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