Lady Catherine.
This is not to be borne. Miss Bennet, I insist upon being satisfied. Has he—has my nephew made you an offer of marriage?
Elizabeth.
Your Ladyship has declared it to be impossible.
Lady Catherine.
It ought to be so. But your arts and allurements may have made him forget what he owes to himself and to all his family. You may have drawn him in.
Elizabeth.
If I have, I shall be the last person to confess it.
Lady Catherine.
Miss Bennet, do you know who I am? I have not been accustomed to such language as this. I am Mr. Darcy's own aunt, and am entitled to know all his dearest concerns.