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Pride and Prejudice

“Yes, and her petticoat; I hope you saw her petticoat,

six inches deep in mud, I am absolutely certain; and the

gown which had been let down to hide it not doing its

office.”

“Your picture may be very exact, Louisa,” said

Bingley; “but this was all lost upon me. I thought Miss

Elizabeth Bennet looked remarkably well when she

came into the room this morning. Her dirty petticoat

quite escaped my notice.”

“You observed it, Mr. Darcy, I am sure,” said Miss

Bingley; “and I am inclined to think that you would not

wish to see your sister make such an exhibition.”

“Certainly not.”

“To walk three miles, or four miles, or five miles, or

whatever it is, above her ankles in dirt, and alone, quite

alone! What could she mean by it? It seems to me to

show an abominable sort of conceited independence, a

most country-town indifference to decorum.”

“It shows an affection for her sister that is very

pleasing,” said Bingley.

“I am afraid, Mr. Darcy,” observed Miss Bingley in

a half whisper, “that this adventure has rather affected

your admiration of her fine eyes.”