There was an indecent excitement in her voice, the same callous pleasure Harry had heard as she watched Professor Trelawney dissolving with misery in the Entrance Hall. The Malfoy boy cornered him.'
Okay, stop it! Stop it! Everyone, listen. This took me forever to put together, so I don't really care who kissed who and who's got a pimple on her head...and who is wearing an outrageously inappropriate dress.
She was sorry that Mr. Darcy should have delivered his sentiments in a manner so little suited to recommend them; but still more was she grieved for the unhappiness which her sister's refusal must have given him.