Mr. Bingley: Well, I think it's amazing that you young ladies have the patience to be so accomplished. Miss Bingley: What do you mean, Charles? Mr. Bingley: You all paint tables, and play the piano, and embroider cushions! I never heard of lady but people say she is accomplished. Mr. Darcy: Indeed, the word is applied too liberally. I cannot boast of knowing more than half a dozen women in all my aquaintence who are truly accomplished. Elizabeth Bennet: My goodness, you must comprehend a great deal in the idea. Miss Bingley: Indeed; she must have a thorough knowledge of music, singing, drawing, dancing, and all the modern languages to deserve the word. And something about her air, and manner of walking.... Mr. Darcy: [glanced at the book in Lizzy's hands] And, of course, she must improve her mind with extensive reading. Elizabeth Bennet: [closes the book she had been reading] I am no longer surprised at your knowing only six accomplished women, I now wonder at your knowing any. Mr. Darcy: Are you so severe on your own sex? Elizabeth Bennet: I never saw such a woman. Surely she would be a fearsome thing to behold. [Mr. Bingley chuckles] Caroline Bingley: Miss Elizabeth, let us take a turn about the room. [Caroline takes Lizzy's arm in hers, and they walk gracefully in a circle around the room] Caroline Bingley: It's refreshing, is it not after sitting so long in one attitude? Elizabeth Bennet: And it is a small kind of accomplishment, I suppose. Caroline Bingley: Will you not join us, Mr. Darcy? Mr. Darcy: You can only have two motives, Caroline and I would interfere with either. Caroline Bingley: What can he mean? Elizabeth Bennet: Our surest way of disappointing him will be to ask him nothing about it. Caroline Bingley: But do tell us, Mr. Darcy. Mr. Darcy: Either you are in each other's confidence and have secret affairs to discuss, or you are conscious that your figures appear to the greatest advantage by walking. If the first, I should get in your way. If the second, I can admire you much better from here. Caroline Bingley: Shocking! How should we punish him for such a speech? Elizabeth Bennet: We could always laugh at him. Caroline Bingley: Oh no, Mr. Darcy is not to be teased. Elizabeth Bennet: Are you too proud, Mr. Darcy? And tell me, would you consider pride to be a fault or a virtue? Mr. Darcy: That I couldn't say. Elizabeth Bennet: Because we're desperately trying to find a fault in you. Mr. Darcy: Perhaps it is that I find it difficult to forgive others, or their follies and vices against me. My good opinion once lost is lost forever. Elizabeth Bennet: Oh dear I cannot tease you about that. What a shame for I dearly love to laugh. Caroline Bingley: A family trait, I should think.

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