I do not dance the reel, Colonel Forster.
Colonel Forster.
Oh, the reel is over. This is our dance.
Elizabeth.
Oh!
[She goes off with Colonel Forster. Darcy remains where Elizabeth leaves him and watches her till she disappears into the ball-room. The officer bows and leaves Miss Bingley.]
Miss Bingley.
[Approaching Darcy.] I can guess the subject of your reverie.
Darcy.
I should imagine not.