“I cannot make him out. — There is something very pompous in his style. — And what can he mean by apologising for being next in the entail? We cannot suppose he would help it, if he could. Could he be a sensible man, sir?” [перевод...]

“No, my dear, I think not. I have great hopes of finding him quite the reverse. There is a mixture of servility and self-importance in his letter, which promises well. I am impatient to see him.” [перевод...]

“In point of composition,” said Mary, “the letter does not seem defective. The idea of the olive branch perhaps is not wholly new, yet I think it is well expressed.” [перевод...]

To Catherine and Lydia, neither the letter nor its writer were in any degree interesting. It was next to impossible that their cousin should come in a scarlet coat, and it was now some weeks since they had received pleasure from the society of a man in any other colour. As for their mother, Mr. Collins's letter had done away much of her ill-will, and she was preparing to see him with a degree of composure which astonished her husband and daughters. [перевод...]