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Fitzwilliam had made it clear that he had no intentions at all,
and agreeable as he was, she did not mean to be unhappy
about him.
While settling this point, she was suddenly roused by the
sound of the door bell, and her spirits were a little fluttered by
the idea of its being Colonel Fitzwilliam himself, who had once
before called late in the evening, and might now come to inquire
particularly after her. But this idea was soon banished, and her
spirits were very differently affected, when, to her utter amazement,
she saw Mr. Darcy walk into the room. In an hurried manner
he immediately began an inquiry after her health, imputing his
visit to a wish of hearing that she were better. She answered him
with cold civility. He sat down for a few moments, and then
getting up walked about the room. Elizabeth was surprized, but
said not a word. After a silence of several minutes, he came
towards her in an agitated manner, and thus began:
'In vain have I struggled. It will not do. My feelings will
not be repressed. You must allow me to tell you how ardently
I admire and love you.'
Elizabeth's astonishment was beyond expression. She stared,
coloured, doubted, and was silent. This he considered sufficient
encouragement, and the avowal of all that he felt and had long
felt for her, immediately followed. He spoke well, but there
were feelings besides those of the heart to be detailed, and he was
not more eloquent on the subject of tenderness than of pride.
His sense of her inferiority -- of its being a degradation -- of the
family obstacles which judgment had always opposed to inclina^
tion, were dwelt on with a warmth which seemed due to the
consequence he was wounding, but was very unlikely to
recommend his suit.
In spite of her deeply rooted dislike, she could not be insensible
to the compliment of such a man's affection, and though her
intentions did not vary for an instant, she was at first sorry for
the pain he was to receive; till, roused to resentment by his sub'
sequent language, she lost all compassion in anger. She tried,
however, to compose herself to answer him with patience, when
he should have done. He concluded with representing to her
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