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She had stctively turned away;but stoppg on his approach, received his compliments with an embarrassment impossible to be overcome. Had his first appearance, or his resemblance to the picture they had just been examg, been sufficient to assure the other two that they now saw Mr.Darcy,the gardener''s expression of surprise,on beholdg his master,must immediately have told it.They stood a little aloof while he was talkg to their niece,who,astonished and confused,scarcely dared lift her eyes to his face, and knew not what answer she returned to his civil quiries after her family.Amazed at the alteration of his manner sce they last parted,every sentence that he uttered was creasg her embarrassment;and every idea of the impropriety of her beg found there recurrg to her md,the few mutes which they contued were some of the most uncomfortable her life.Nor did he seem much more at ease;when he spoke, his accent had none of its usual sedateness;and he repeated his quiries as to the time of her havg left Longbourn,and of her stayg Derbyshire,so often,and so hurried a way,as plaly spoke the distraction of his thoughts.
At length every idea seemed to fail him; and, after standg a few moments without sayg a word, he suddenly recollected himself,and took leave.
The others then joed her, and expressed admiration of his figure;but Elizabeth heard not a word,and wholly engrossed by her own feelgs,followed them silence.She was overpowered by shame and vexation. Her comg there was the most unfortunate,the most ill-judged thg the world!How strange it must appear to him! In what a disgraceful light might it not strike so va a man!It might seem as if she had purposely thrown herself his way aga! Oh! why did he come? Or, why did he thus come a day before he was expected?Had they been only ten mutes sooner, they should have been beyond the reach of his discrimation;for it was pla that he was that moment arrived—that moment alighted from his horse or his carriage.She blushed aga and aga over the perverseness of the meetg.And his behaviour, so strikgly altered—what could it mean?That he should even speak to her was amazg!—but to speak with such civility,to quire after her family!Never her life had she seen his manners so little dignified,never had he spoken with such gentleness as on this unexpected meetg.What a contrast did it offer to his last address Rosgs Park,when he put his letter to her hand! She knew not what to thk,or how to account for it.
They had now entered a beautiful walk by the side of the water, and every step was brgg forward a nobler fall of ground, or a fer reach of the woods to which they were approachg;but it was some time before Elizabeth was sensible of any of it;and, though she answered mechanically to the repeated appeals of her uncle and aunt, and seemed to direct her eyes to such objects as they poted out,she distguished no part of the scene.Her thoughts were all fixed on that one spot of Pemberley House, whichever it might be, where Mr. Darcy then was. She longed to know what at the moment was passg his md— what manner he thought of her,and whether, defiance of everythg, she was still dear to him.Perhaps he had been civil only because he felt himself at ease;yet there had been that his voice which was not like ease.Whether he had felt more of pa or of pleasure seeg her,she could not tell,but he certaly had not seen her with composure.
At length, however, the remarks of her companions on her absence of md aroused her, and she felt the necessity of appearg more like herself.
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