This Is An Evening Of Wonders, Indeed!

I Was Quiet But I Was Not Blind.

A Report Of A Most Alarming Nature Reached Me Two Days Ago.

Well, My Dear," Said Mr. Bennet, When Elizabeth Had Read The Note Aloud, "if Your Daughter Should Have A Dangerous Fit Of Illness—if She Should Die, It Would Be A Comfort To Know That It Was All In Pursuit Of Mr. Bingley, And Under Your Orders.

Real Solemn History, I Cannot Be Interested In.... The Quarrels Of Popes And Kings, With Wars And Pestilences In Every Page; The Men All So Good For Nothing, And Hardly Any Women At All.

Life Could Do Nothing For Her, Beyond Giving Time For A Better Preparation For Death.