But, while she said it, Pearl laughed, and began to dance up and down, with the humorsome gesticulation of a little imp, whose next freak might be to fly up the chimney.
But while she said it, Pearl laughed, and began to dance up and down with the humoursome gesticulation of a little imp, whose next freak might be to fly up the chimney.
Yes, he'd thought about it...he'd fantasized about it...but it had been a joke, really, an idle sort of dream...he'd never really, seriously considered entering.
Miss Bingley immediately fixed her eyes on his face, and desired he would tell her what lady had the credit of inspiring such reflections. Mr. Darcy replied with great intrepidity, " Miss Elizabeth Bennet."
Miss Bingleyimmediately fixed her eyes on his face, and desired he would tell her what lady had the credit of inspiring such reflections . Mr. Darcy replied with great intrepidity: " Miss Elizabeth Bennet. "