her feelings for Wickham, gave her a word of advice.
'Seriously, I would advise you to be careful. I have nothing to
say against
him. He is a most interesting young man, and if he had
the fortune that he ought to have, I should think that you could
not do better. But as it is — you have sense, and we all expect you
to use it. You must not disappoint your father.'
•
January and February were dull months. Elizabeth missed Jane
sadly. Charlotte was married and had left for Hunsford. There was
little except the walks to Meryton, sometimes muddy and
sometimes cold, to help pass the time.
Elizabeth wrote and received many letters. She exchanged
news with Charlotte as regularly as ever, but their friendship
could never be as close as it had been before. From London Jane
wrote that she had neither seen nor heard anything of Miss
Bingley. But she accounted for this by supposing that her last
letter to her friend had by some accident been lost.
'My aunt,' she continued, 'is going tomorrow into that part
of the town, and I shall take the opportunity of visiting
Caroline.'
She wrote again after she had made the visit. 'I did not think
that Caroline was in good spirits,' were her words, 'but she was
glad to see me and cross that I had given her no notice of my
coming to London. I was right, therefore. My last letter had never
reached her. I inquired after her brother, of course. He is so busy
in society that they hardly ever see him. My visit was not long, as
Caroline and Mrs Hurst were going out.'
Elizabeth shook her head over this letter.
Four weeks passed, and Jane saw nothing of Mr Bingley. She
could no longer be blind to Miss Bingley's inattention. At last the
visitor did appear, but the shortness of her stay and the change in
her manner no longer made it possible for Jane to deceive
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herself. It was plain that she received no pleasure from coming.
She made a slight, formal apology for not visiting her before, said
not a word about wishing to see her again, and was in every way
so unfriendly that Jane decided not to continue the acquaintance.
To Mrs Gardiner, Elizabeth wrote of her own affairs.
Wickham's attentions to her were over, and he was now the
admirer of Miss Mary King, a young lady whose grandfather had
just died and left her. ten thousand pounds. Elizabeth's heart had
been only slightly touched, and her pride was satisfied with
believing that
she would have been his only choice, if fortune had
permitted.
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