:41:00
He paid for the wedding,
Wickham's commission, everything.
:41:05
But he told me not to tell.
:41:08
- Mr Darcy?
- Stop it, Lizzie.
:41:11
Mr Darcy's not half as high and mighty
as you sometimes.
:41:21
Kitty, have you seen my ring?
:41:24
Write to me often, my dear.
:41:26
Married women
never have much time for writing.
:41:29
I dare say you won't.
:41:31
When I married your father, there didn't
seem to be enough hours in the day.
:41:37
My sisters may write to me,
for they'll have nothing else to do.
:41:49
There's nothing so bad
as parting with one's children.
:41:54
One seems so forlorn without them.
:42:02
- Goodbye.
- Goodbye, Lydia. Goodbye, Mr Wickham.
:42:08
Bye, Kitty. Bye, Papa.
:42:16
I can't imagine what your
father does with all that ink.
:42:20
Mrs Bennet.
:42:23
Did you hear the news, madam?
Mr Bingley is returning to Netherfield.
:42:27
Mrs Nichols is ordering a haunch
of pork. She expects him tomorrow.
:42:31
Tomorrow?
:42:34
Not that I care.
Mr Bingley's nothing to us.
:42:36
I'm sure I never want
to see him again, no.
:42:40
We shan't mention a word about it.
Is it quite certain he's coming?
:42:44
Yes, madam. I believe he's alone.
His sister remains in town.
:42:51
Why he thinks we should be interested,
I've no idea. Come along, girls.
:42:56
We better go home at once
and tell Mr Bennet.