Pride and Prejudice Page #8

to have any false hope.

She knows her brother

is in love with you.

She doesn't intend that

he shall marry into a family

of such low descent.

Lizzie!

What are you talking about?

Oh! Never mind!

You'll see, dearest,

he'll come back to you.

Who could stay away from you

for long, dearest?

Now, come along down with me

and we'll have some tea.

Alright.

Lizzie, are you

really indifferent

to Mr. Darcy's departure

as you seem?

Indifferent?

I'm delighted he's gone!

Wait till I tell you

the monstrous thing

he did to Mr. Wickham!

It's absurd, Sir William!

I shall never believe it!

Never!

Mr. Collins came here expressly

to propose marriage

to one of my daughters!

That may have been his purpose

in coming here, Mrs. Bennet,

Oh! There you are, Elizabeth!

This is all your fault!

What's my fault, Mama?

He says Charlotte

is going to marry Mr. Collins!

If that isn't your fault,

I don't know whose it is!

Charlotte!

How delightful, Sir William!

Ah, thank you, Miss Jane.

But, - Charlotte! Charlotte

is going to marry Mr. Collins?

On Tuesday week, to be precise.

Lady Catherine de Bourgh doesn't

believe in long engagements.

But, Sir William, Mr. Collins

wants to marry Lizzie!

Oh, Lydia, be quiet!

The child is right, Lizzie.

Are you quite sure, Sir William,

that you

haven't been misinformed?

I'm quite positive, Mrs. Bennet!

Mrs. Bennet!

There you are. Come in there

and share in the rejoicing.

Oh, dear Mrs. Bennet, I know

you'll understand my feelings!

Such a happy event!

But, then,

to lose one's dearest daughter!

Oh! Well,

I'm still quite overcome!

It's probably

the unexpectedness of it

that has overcome you,

Lady Lucas!

And Mr. Collins' conduct

is so very odd!

Perhaps some tea

will revive you.

Lizzie.

Dear Charlotte, l-!

Come with me.

Well, Lady Lucas!

Little did I think

that Charlotte

would one day take my place

as mistress of this house!

No doubt she and Mr. Collins

would like to

go over the place thoroughly

and see

what they're going to inherit.

Mr. Collins, why don't you go

to the pantry

and get the maid

to show you the silver?

Oh, Charlotte dear, I beg you!

Postpone the marriage for a time.

I'm only thinking

of your happiness.

Happiness, Lizzie?

In marriage, happiness

is just a matter of chance.

But, Charlotte!

His defects of character.

You know him so little.

Well, ignorance is bliss,

Lizzie.

If one is to spend one's life

with a person,

it's best to know as little

as possible of his defects.

After all, one would

find them out soon enough.

Well, luckily

it isn't the end of the world.

You must come and visit me,

Lizzie.

Very soon! Promise?

I promise.

Good.

Put those over there, Harry.

Yes, Madame.

Put those

on that chair over there.

Bring them all against the wall.

Put it down. That's fine.

That will be all, Nelly.

Thank you, Madame.

Thank you.

That's very kind of you.

You're welcome, Miss.

Now, Lizzie, give me your keys.

Don't you bother, Charlotte.

I'll do this myself.

Oh, no, you're not!

You're my guest.

You're going to sit by

and look on.

But, Charlotte!

This is my house

and you'll do just as I say.

I tremble and obey.

Well, while you're unpacking,

I'll remove the dust

and change my dress.

Did you have a hard time

persuading your mother

to let you come?

Oh, no.

No, it wasn't so difficult.

Jane went to London, you know,

to stay with Aunt Gardner.

Of course, she had

to had somebody to go with her.

And, Papa found

some writing to do.

So he was quite delighted to get

a couple of us out of the house.

Two daughters out of five,

that represents -

forty percent of the noise.

Why, Lizzie! This is daring!

It is, isn't it? I haven't dared

show it to Mama.

Mr. Collins!

Mr. Collins!

Oh, Lizzie! Do look!

Well, what?

It's Lady Catherine de Bourgh

and her daughter, Anne.

Oh! Is that all?

I expected at least that the

pigs had gone into the garden.

Oh, pigs!

I must go down at once!

Oh! Is my hair tidy?

So, that's the great

Lady Catherine.

Now, I see

where he learned his manners.

Where who learned his manners?

Why, Mr. Darcy, of course!

I'll be back in a moment,

my dear.

Here she is, Mr. Collins.

Proceed.

Your Ladyship.

How do you do, Mrs. Collins?

Miss de Bourgh.

How do you do?

Now, let me see, Lady Catherine.

A fellow petticoat

for Mrs. Hodge.

A quarter pound of tea

for old Marcus Brett.

And, a handwoven cloth

for the Burtons.

But, nothing for the Smiths,

do you understand?

Nothing whatever.

You must learn, Mrs. Collins,

to draw a firm line

between the deserving poor

and the undeserving.

What wise benevolence!

Are the chicken seedlings

satisfactory?

They've fallen to half a little

these last days.

Then, give them half full,

Mrs. Collins.

If that has no effect, then,

it means they're incorrigible.

It must be killed and boiled!

Killed and boiled.

There, my love, you're not

getting a cold, I hope.

A little, Mama.

Ahh.

Well, Mr. Collins, I shall expect

you all to dinner this evening.

Goodbye, Mrs. Collins. Goodbye.

Permit me to say

how much I appreciate

Drive on, Smith.

Your ladyship's

affability and kindness.

What extraordinary condescension!

I'm quite delighted of this,

for Miss Elizabeth's sake.

Now, my dear Miss Elizabeth,

permit me to show you

some of the priceless art

treasures of Lady Catherine's.

This is one of the

finest timepieces captured.

Observe the noble proportions,

Miss Eliza.

And, the ornaments,

what magnificence!

What taste!

Very true, Mr. Collins.

Very true.

I've never met a painter

or an architect

who did not congratulate me

upon my taste.

There! What did I say?

And, now, let me call your

attention to the mantlepiece.

Observe, Miss Eliza, solid

marble entirely hand-carved.

Well, Mrs. Collins,

you will be surprised

to find someone you know

dining with us this evening.

Oh! There you are!

I was just about

to tell the ladies, Darcy,

of your sudden arrival

at Rosings this afternoon.

Mr. Darcy!

Miss Elizabeth!

A happy meeting, Miss Elizabeth.

Mrs. Collins, you know

one of my nephews, I believe.

Darcy! Darcy!

A pleasure, Mrs. Collins.

And this is another nephew,

Col. Fitzwilliam, Mrs. Collins.

Miss Elizabeth Bennet,

Col. Fitzwilliam.

And, oh, yes,

Mr. Collins. Mr. Collins.

How do you do?

I thought you were in London,

Mr. Darcy.

Oh, yes. But, my cousin and I

left there this morning.

Rather unexpectedly,

as a matter of fact.

Oh, your departure seemed to be

rather unexpected, Mr. Darcy.

You know, Miss Elizabeth,

I have thought a great deal

of what you said to me

at Netherfield that day -

Thank you... about laughing more.

I've tried to follow your advice.

I hope it worked.

Do you feel happier now?

I've never felt more miserable

in my life.

It's doubtless

the lack of exercise.

You'll feel happier

when the hunting season begins.

Well, Darcy!

Now I know what took you

into Herfordshire this summer.

You also know

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