Elizabeth.
[In an absent manner.] Yes, always. [Suddenly.] I remember hearing you once say, Mr. Darcy, that you hardly ever forgave; that your resentment once created was unappeasable. You are very cautious, I suppose, as to its being created?
Darcy.
Elizabeth.
And never allow yourself to be blinded by prejudice?
Darcy.
I hope not.
Elizabeth.
It is particularly incumbent on those who never change their opinion, to be secure of judging properly at first.