Elizabeth felt herself completely taken in.
She had fully proposed being engaged by Mr. Wickham for those very dances: — and to have Mr. Collins instead!
— her liveliness had been never worse timed. There was no help for it however.
Mr. Wickham's happiness and her own was per force delayed a little longer, and Mr. Collins's proposal accepted with as good a grace as she could.
She was not the better pleased with his gallantry from the idea it suggested of something more.
— It now first struck her, that she was selected from among her sisters as worthy of being mistress of Hunsford Parsonage, and of assisting to form a quadrille table at Rosings, in the absence of more eligible visitors.
The idea soon reached to conviction, as she observed his increasing civilities toward herself, and heard his frequent attempt at a compliment on her wit and vivacity;
and though more astonished than gratified herself, by this effect of her charms, it was not long before her mother gave her to understand that the probability of their marriage was exceedingly agreeable to her.