Mrs. Bennet.
I am sure Mr. Collins has been taken in. Well, I trust they will never be happy together, and I hope the match will be broken off.
Elizabeth.
[Imploringly.] Mamma!
Mrs. Bennet.
[Turning on Elizabeth in a rage.] And you are the cause of the whole mischief, Lizzy! I think I have been barbarously used by you all!
[While this conversation has been going on, the other guests have been taking their supper. Colonel Forster now rises with a glass of wine in his hand.]
Colonel Forster.
Ladies and gentlemen—— [The buzz of conversation ceases.] Ladies and gentlemen, I should like to propose the health of Mr. Bingley.
All.