[Entering.] The two gentlemen from Netherfield have just brought their horses into the paddock, Madam.
Jane.
Show them in, Harris, and speak to Mrs. Bennet at once.
[Harris bows and goes out.]
Jane.
They have come soon, Lizzy. Really this is very civil in them.
Elizabeth.
Uncommonly civil. Come with me, Jane. I must make myself tidy. Mud and dirty petticoats for Mr. Darcy!—Oh, that would never do.
[They run off, laughing. There is a short pause. Then Mr. Bingley and Mr. Darcy enter. The latter is very quiet, with an air of scornful hauteur. Bingley, on the contrary, has a gracious and animated manner. Harris ushers them in, much impressed.]
Bingley.