Bingley.
I am not in the habit of insisting with Darcy.
Miss Bingley.
[Laughingly.] Very true. [To Darcy, who has at length succeeded in fastening the bracelet.] Thank you. [Looking about her.] It is vastly pretty, Charles, but I am much mistaken if there are not some among us to whom a ball will be rather a punishment than a pleasure.
Bingley.
[Laughing.] If you mean Darcy, he may go to bed, if he pleases, before it begins.
Miss Bingley.
But, Charles, it would certainly be more rational if conversation instead of dancing were made the order of the day.
Bingley.
Much more rational, my dear Caroline, but it would not be near so much like a ball.