— You have a sweet room here,
mr bingley
Mr. Bingley,
and a charming prospect over the gravel walk.
I do not know a place in the country that is equal to Netherfield.
You will not think of quitting it in a hurry, I hope,
though you have but a short lease.”
— “Whatever I do is done in a hurry,”
replied he;
“and therefore if I should resolve to quit Netherfield,
I should probably be off in five minutes.
At present, however, I consider myself as quite fixed here.”
— “That is exactly what I should have supposed of you,”
said Elizabeth.
— “You begin to comprehend me, do you?”
cried he, turning towards her.
— “Oh! yes
—I understand you perfectly.”
— “I wish I might take this for a compliment;
but to be so easily seen through I am afraid is pitiful.”
— “That is as it happens.
It does not necessarily follow that a deep, intricate character is more or less estimable than such a one as yours.”