[They all go into the house. After a pause, Harris's voice is heard outside.]
Harris.
Will not you come into the house, Madam?
Lady Catherine.
[Entering, followed by Harris.] No, I prefer to remain here. Tell Miss Elizabeth Bennet that a lady wishes to see her at once. Remember, I cannot be kept waiting.
Harris.
Yes, Madam. [He bows and goes out.]
Lady Catherine.
[Looks about her with a sniff, then deliberately seats herself in the big garden chair with the umbrella over it. She mutters to herself from time to time and taps her foot impatiently.] Insufferable impudence! Conceited little minx! She shall have a piece of my mind.