Pride and Prejudice

Free Pride and Prejudice by Jane Austen, Vivien Jones, Tony Tanner Page B

Book: Pride and Prejudice by Jane Austen, Vivien Jones, Tony Tanner Read Free Book Online
Authors: Jane Austen, Vivien Jones, Tony Tanner
Tags: Fiction, Classics
he
did
admire her; and to
her
it was equally evident that Jane was yielding to the preference which she had begun to entertain for him from the first, and was in a way to be very much in love; but she considered with pleasure that it was not likely to be discovered by the world in general, since Jane united with great strength of feeling, a composure of temper and a uniform cheerfulness of manner, which would guard her from the suspicions of the impertinent. 2 She mentioned this to her friend Miss Lucas.
    “It may perhaps be pleasant,” replied Charlotte, “to be able to impose on the public in such a case; but it is sometimes a disadvantage to be so very guarded. If a woman conceals her affection 3 with the same skill from the object of it, she may lose the opportunity of fixing him; and it will then be but poor consolation to believe the world equally in the dark. There is so much of gratitude or vanity in almost every attachment, that it is not safe to leave any to itself. We can all
begin
freely—a slightpreference is natural enough; but there are very few of us who have heart enough to be really in love without encouragement. In nine cases out of ten, a woman had better shew
more
affection than she feels. Bingley likes your sister undoubtedly; but he may never do more than like her, if she does not help him on.”
    “But she does help him on, as much as her nature will allow. If
I
can perceive her regard for him, he must be a simpleton indeed not to discover it too.”
    “Remember, Eliza, that he does not know Jane’s disposition as you do.”
    “But if a woman is partial to a man, and does not endeavour to conceal it, he must find it out.”
    “Perhaps he must, if he sees enough of her. But though Bingley and Jane meet tolerably often, it is never for many hours together; and as they always see each other in large mixed parties, it is impossible that every moment should be employed in conversing together. Jane should therefore make the most of every half hour in which she can command his attention. When she is secure of him, there will be leisure for falling in love as much as she chuses.”
    “Your plan is a good one,” replied Elizabeth, “where nothing is in question but the desire of being well married; and if I were determined to get a rich husband, or any husband, I dare say I should adopt it. But these are not Jane’s feelings; she is not acting by design. As yet, she cannot even be certain of the degree of her own regard, nor of its reasonableness. She has known him only a fortnight. She danced four dances with him at Meryton; she saw him one morning at his own house, and has since dined in company with him four times. This is not quite enough to make her understand his character.”
    “Not as you represent it. Had she merely
dined
with him, she might only have discovered whether he had a good appetite; but you must remember that four evenings have been also spent together—and four evenings may do a great deal.”
    “Yes; these four evenings have enabled them to ascertain that they both like Vingt-un better than Commerce; 4 but with respect to any other leading characteristic, I do not imagine that much has been unfolded.”
    “Well,” said Charlotte, “I wish Jane success with all my heart; and if she were married to him to-morrow, I should think she had as good a chance of happiness, as if she were to be studying his character for a twelvemonth. Happiness in marriage is entirely a matter of chance. If the dispositions of the parties are ever so well known to each other, or ever so similar beforehand, it does not advance their felicity in the least. They always continue 5 to grow sufficiently unlike afterwards to have their share of vexation; and it is better to know as little as possible of the defects of the person with whom you are to pass your life.”
    “You make me laugh, Charlotte; but it is not sound. You know it is not sound, and that you would never act in this way

Similar Books

Scorpio Invasion

Alan Burt Akers

A Year of You

A. D. Roland

Throb

Olivia R. Burton

Northwest Angle

William Kent Krueger

What an Earl Wants

Kasey Michaels

The Red Door Inn

Liz Johnson

Keep Me Safe

Duka Dakarai