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But the attention of every lady was soon caught by a young

man, whom they had never seen before, of most gentlemanlike

appearance, walking with an officer on the other side of the

way. The officer was the very Mr. Denny concerning whose

return from London Lydia came to inquire, and he bowed as

they passed. All were struck with the stranger's air, all wondered

who he could be; and Kitty and Lydia, determined if possible

to find out, led the way across the street, under pretence of wanting

something in an opposite shop, and fortunately had just gained

the pavement when the two gentlemen, turning back, had

reached the same spot. Mr. Denny addressed them directly,

and entreated permission to introduce his friend, Mr. Wickham,

who had returned with him the day before from town, and he

was happy to say had accepted a commission in their corps.

This was exactly as it should be; for the young man wanted only

regimentals to make him completely charming. His appearance

was greatly in his favour; he had all the best part of beauty, a

fine countenance, a good figure, and very pleasing address. The

introduction was followed up on his side by a happy readiness

of conversation -- a readiness at the same time perfectly correct

and unassuming; and the whole party were still standing and

talking together very agreeably, when the sound of horses drew

their notice, and Darcy and Bingley were seen riding down the

street. On distinguishing the ladies of the group, the two

gentlemen came directly towards them, and began the usual

civilities. Bingley was the principal spokesman, and Miss

Bennet the principal object. He was then, he said, on his way

to Longbourn on purpose to inquire after her. Mr. Darcy

corroborated it with a bow, and was beginning to determine

not to fix his eyes on Elizabeth, when they were suddenly arrested

by the sight of the stranger, and Elizabeth happening to see the

countenance of both as they looked at each other, was all astonish^

ment at the effect of the meeting. Both changed colour, one

looked white, the other red. Mr. Wickham, after a few moments,

touched his hat -- a salutation which Mr. Darcy just deigned to

return. What could be the meaning of it? -- It was impossible

to imagine; it was impossible not to long to know.

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