Mrs. Bennet.
Oh, Jane—Oh, Lizzy! My dear, dear Lydia! She is really married! I shall see her again! Oh, my good, kind brother! But how did it happen, Lizzy?
Jane.
Yes, tell us all about it. Let me read it. [She reaches for the letter.]
Elizabeth.
[Keeping the letter.] No, I will tell you. Well, my father and my uncle succeeded in finding Lydia. My aunt does not tell me just how it was done.
Mrs. Bennet.
[Triumphantly.] And your father found that they were married after all. I told him——
Elizabeth.
No, mamma. They were not married, and they had no idea of being—but my father and uncle insisted upon it. They took Lydia away at once to my aunt's house and from there, they were married only yesterday at St. Clement's Church.