Elizabeth.
They were Latin, dear. He paid a very charming compliment to our pretty mamma. He said—The daughters are lovely, but the mother is lovelier. You know papa always says that you are handsomer than any of us.
Mrs. Bennet.
My dear Lizzy, I certainly have had my share of beauty, but I don't pretend to be anything extraordinary now. [Mr. Collins enters.] Oh, Mr. Collins, there you are.
Mr. Collins.
[Bowing profoundly.] I do not find Mr. Bennet in the library, Madam. Do you know where he is?
Mrs. Bennet.
Why, really, Mr. Collins, I can't imagine. Did you enjoy your walk?
Mr. Collins.
Most assuredly, Madam. The beauties of nature, not only in the landscape, but also [Bowing to Elizabeth and Charlotte Lucas.] in the blooming countenances of my fair companions, made our expedition a peculiarly enjoyable one.