Elizabeth.
Thank you. And for all your trouble—your kindness—my family can never repay you.
Darcy.
Your family owes me nothing. If I had any thought beyond my duty, it was a thought of—you. [Elizabeth turns away.] Oh, pardon me. Perhaps, I ought not to say all this—but I owe you a great deal, Miss Bennet—more than you can know; and I want you to understand me better. I really am not the pretentious prig I must have seemed to you. I wish you could forgive my abominable pride.
Elizabeth.
[Looking at him with a half smile.] I will, on one condition.
Darcy.
Name it.
Elizabeth.
That you forget my unwarrantable prejudice.