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Engaged.
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But Miss Lizzie,
next to her in age and beauty,
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would make anyone an excellent partner.
:28:11
Do not you agree? Mr Collins?
:28:15
Indeed. Indeed.
:28:19
A very agreeable alternative.
:28:43
Mr Collins is a man who
makes you despair at the entire sex.
:28:46
- Yours, I believe.
- Oh, Mr Wickham, how perfect you are.
:28:51
He picked up my handkerchief.
Did you drop yours on purpose?
:28:54
Mr Wickham is a lieutenant.
:28:56
- An enchanted lieutenant.
- What are you up to, Liddy?
:28:58
- We happened to be looking for ribbon.
- White, for the ball.
:29:02
Shall we all look
for some ribbon together?
:29:07
- Good afternoon, Mr James.
- Miss Lydia, Miss Bennet.
:29:10
I shan't even browse.
:29:12
I can't be trusted.
I have poor taste in ribbons.
:29:15
Only a truly confident man
would admit that.
:29:17
No, it's true.
:29:19
And buckles.
When it comes to buckles, I'm lost.
:29:22
- You must be the shame of the regiment.
- The laughing stock.
:29:26
What do your superiors do with you?
:29:30
Ignore me. I'm of next to no importance,
so it's easily done.
:29:35
- Lizzie, lend me some money.
- You already owe me a fortune.
:29:39
- Allow me to oblige.
- No, Mr Wickham, please...
:29:48
I insist.
:29:53
- I pity the French.
- So do I.
:29:56
- Look, Mr Bingley.
- Mr Bingley!
:29:59
I was just on my way to your house.