:12:14
- I enjoyed that so much, Miss Lucas.
- How well you dance, Mr Bingley.
:12:20
I've never enjoyed a dance so much.
:12:22
My daughter Jane
is a splendid dancer, is she not?
:12:25
She is indeed.
:12:28
Your friend Miss Lucas
is a most amusing young woman.
:12:31
Oh, yes, I adore her.
:12:33
- It is a pity she's not more handsome.
- Mama!
:12:37
Oh, but Lizzie
would never admit that she's plain.
:12:41
Of course, it's my Jane who's considered
the beauty of the county.
:12:45
Mama, please!
:12:46
When she was 15, a gentleman
was so much in love with her,
:12:49
I was sure he would make her an offer.
:12:51
However, he did write her
some very pretty verses.
:12:55
And that put paid to it.
:12:56
I wonder who discovered the power
of poetry in driving away love.
:13:00
- I thought poetry was the food of love.
- Of a fine, stout love.
:13:03
But if it is only a vague inclination,
one poor sonnet will kill it.
:13:07
So, what do you recommend
to encourage affection?
:13:10
Dancing. Even if one's partner
is barely tolerable.
:13:38
Mr Bingley is just what
a young man ought to be.
:13:41
- Sensible, good-humoured...
- Handsome, conveniently rich...
:13:45
Marriage should not be driven
by thoughts of money.
:13:48
Only deep love
will persuade me to marry.
:13:50
- Which is why I'll end up an old maid.
- Do you really believe he liked me?
:13:55
He danced with you most of the night,
and stared at you the rest.
:13:58
I give you leave to like him.
You've liked many stupider.