[She is interrupted by the sound of laughter outside, and Elizabeth's voice.]
Elizabeth.
Very well, Mr. Collins.
[Mrs. Bennet makes a sudden awed gesture of silence to the girls, who fail to understand. Elizabeth enters by the glass doors. She is dressed in winter walking costume: a large hat,—fur-trimmed pelerine, and a large muff. She stops in the doorway and looks at Mrs. Bennet, half puzzled and smiling.]
Elizabeth.
Well, what is it, mamma? What is the matter?
Mrs. Bennet.
Nothing. Hush! What have you done with Mr. Collins?
Elizabeth.
[Laughing.] Oh, Mr. Collins is safe! He has gone round to the library.