Pride and Prejudice

Chapter 4

In fact, Mr. Bennet was one of the first of those who had been expecting Mr. Bingley's arrival.He had been thinking of calling on Mr. Bingley, though at last he had told his wife that he would not go; and Mrs. Bennet was still indifferent to it until the evening when he came home from the visit. I don't know.However, it was at that time that this matter was announced to the public in the following way.Watching his second daughter adorning her hat, Mr. Bennet said to her suddenly:
"I hope Mr. Bingley will like the hat, Lizzy."

"We have no way of knowing what Mr. Bingley likes," complained her mother, "since we don't visit people."

"But don't forget, mother," said Elizabeth, "that we shall see him at the ball, and that Mrs. Longe has promised to introduce us."

"I don't believe Mrs. Lange would do such a good thing. She herself has two nieces who are waiting to be married. And she is selfish and hypocritical. I don't have a good impression of her."

"So am I," said Mr. Bennet. "I'm glad you have no illusions about her help."

Mrs. Bennet didn't want to quarrel with her husband now, but she couldn't control her emotions, so she had to borrow her daughter to vent her anger.

"Don't cough on and on, Kitty, do me a favor! Pity my nerves somehow. You're tearing them apart."

"Kitty coughs and doesn't watch the time," said her father, "she doesn't time it right."

"I don't think it amuses me to cough," said Kitty angrily.

"When is your next dance?"

"From tomorrow, it will be another two weeks."

"Oh, then," cried her mother, "Mrs. Lange won't be back until the day before the ball; so it's impossible for her to introduce us, since she won't know him herself then."

"Oh, my dear, then you may have the upper hand, and you can introduce Mr. Bingley to her."

"It can't be, Bennet, it can't be, I don't know him myself; how can you make me so angry?"

"I respect your thoughtfulness. Two weeks of acquaintance is certainly nothing. One doesn't really get to know a person in two weeks. But if we don't take the risk, someone else will; Lange After all the lady and her two nieces will not miss the chance; therefore if you refuse to make the introduction - for which Mrs. Lange will of course be very grateful to you. Then I will take it upon myself down."

The daughters stared at their father with wide eyes.Mrs. Bennet just said, "Nonsense, blah blah blah!"

"What do you mean by this emphatic exclamation?" he exclaimed. "Do you think the etiquette of introductions and the importance attached to them are nonsense? You are a thoughtful girl who read Many classics, and made a lot of excerpts."

Mary wanted to say something, but didn't know where to start.

"While Mary is gathering her thoughts," he went on, "let us return to Mr. Bingley."

"I hate to hear the name Mr. Bingley now," cried his wife.

"I'm sorry to hear that; why didn't you tell me so sooner? If I had known this morning, I would never have called on him. How bad it is; but since I have Having indeed made this visit, we cannot avoid the acquaintance now."

The women were as surprised and astonished as he had expected, perhaps more so than the daughters by Mrs. Bennet; though after a moment of surprise it was she who began to declare that it was all as she had expected. Among them.

"Bennet, my dear, you are very kind! I knew I would persuade you in the end. I am sure your love for your daughters would not cause you to pass up such an opportunity. Oh, how dear I am!" Glad! Thanks to you for making such a joke, you went in the morning and you didn't say a word until just now."

"Well, Kitty, you can cough all you want now," said Mr. Bennet, and left the room, somewhat weary of his wife's ecstasy.

"What a considerate father you have, daughters," she said after the door was closed, "and I wonder how you will ever repay his concern; and how you will repay me, in this matter. At our age, I can tell you honestly that it is not pleasant to make new acquaintances all day long; but our parents would do anything for you. Lydia, my darling, though you are young and I dare say Bingley will dance with you at the next ball."

"Oh!" said Lydia indifferently, "then I am not afraid; for though I am the youngest, I am the tallest."

The rest of the evening was spent by mother and daughter wondering when Mr. Bingley would pay their father a return call, and deciding when would be the best time for them to invite him to dinner.

(End of this chapter)