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'That is not an unnatural surmise,' said Fitzwilliam, 'but
it is lessening the honour of my cousin's triumph very
sadly.'
This was spoken jestingly; but it appeared to her so just a picture
of Mr. Darcy, that she would not trust herself with an answer;
and, therefore, abruptly changing the conversation, talked on
indifferent matters till they reached the Parsonage. There, shut
into her own room, as soon as their visitor left them, she could
think without interruption of all that she had heard. It was not
to be supposed that any other people could be meant than those
with whom she was connected. There could not exist in the
world two men over whom Mr. Darcy could have such boundless
influence. That he had been concerned in the measures taken
to separate Mr. Bingley and Jane she had never doubted; but she
had always attributed to Miss Bingley the principal design and
arrangement of them. If his own vanity, however, did not
mislead him, be was the cause, his pride and caprice were the
cause, of all that Jane had suffered, and still continued to suffer.
He had ruined for a while every hope of happiness for the most
affectionate, generous heart in the world; and no one could say
how lasting an evil he might have inflicted.
'There were some very strong objections against the lady,' were
Colonel Fitzwilliam's words; and these strong objections probably
were, her having one uncle who was a country attorney, and
another who was in business in London.
'To Jane herself,' she exclaimed, 'there could be no possibility
of objection. All loveliness and goodness as she is! her understand^
ing excellent, her mind improved, and her manners captivating.
Neither could anything be urged against my father, who, though
with some peculiarities, has abilities which Mr. Darcy himself
need not disdain, and respectability which he will probably
never reach.' When she thought of her mother, indeed, her
confidence gave way a little; but she would not allow that any
objections there had material weight with Mr. Darcy, whose
pride, she was convinced, would receive a deeper wound from
the want of importance in his friend's connections, than from their
want of sense; and she was quite decided at last, that he had been
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