invitation.
Mrs. Phillips was always glad to see her nieces; and the two eldest, from their recent absence,
were particularly welcome, and she was eagerly expressing her surprise at their sudden return
home, which, as their own carriage had not fetched them, she should have known nothing about,
if she had not happened to see Mr. Jones's shop-boy in the street, who had told her that they were
not to send any more draughts to Netherfield because the Miss Bennets were come away, when
her civility was claimed towards Mr. Collins by Jane's introduction of him. She received him
with her very best politeness, which he returned with as much more, apologising for his
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intrusion, without any previous acquaintance with her, which he could not help flattering
himself, however, might be justified by his relationship to the young ladies who introduced him
to her notice. Mrs. Phillips was quite awed by such an excess of good breeding; but her
contemplation of one stranger was soon put to an end by exclamations and inquiries about the
other; of whom, however, she could only tell her nieces what they already knew, that Mr. Denny
had brought him from London, and that he was to have a lieutenant's commission in the ——
shire. She had been watching him the last hour, she said, as he walked up and down the street,
and had Mr. Wickham appeared, Kitty and Lydia would certainly have continued the occupation,
but unluckily no one passed windows now except a few of the officers, who, in comparison with
the stranger, were become "stupid, disagreeable fellows." Some of them were to dine with the
Phillipses the next day, and their aunt promised to make her husband call on Mr. Wickham, and
give him an invitation also, if the family from Longbourn would come in the evening. This was
agreed to, and Mrs. Phillips protested that they would have a nice comfortable noisy game of
lottery tickets, and a little bit of hot supper afterwards. The prospect of such delights was very
cheering, and they parted in mutual good spirits. Mr. Collins repeated his apologies in quitting
the room, and was assured with unwearying civility that they were perfectly needless.
As they walked home, Elizabeth related to Jane what she had seen pass between the two
gentlemen; but though Jane would have defended either or both, had they appeared to be in the
wrong, she could no more explain such behaviour than her sister.
Mr. Collins on his return highly gratified Mrs. Bennet by admiring Mrs. Phillips's manners and
politeness. He protested that, except Lady Catherine and her daughter, he had never seen a more
elegant woman; for she had not only received him with the utmost civility, but even pointedly
included him in her invitation for the next evening, although utterly unknown to her before.
Something, he supposed, might be attributed to his connection with them, but yet he had never
met with so much attention in the whole course of his life.
Chapter 16
As no objection was made to the young people's engagement with their aunt, and all Mr.
Collins's scruples of leaving Mr. and Mrs. Bennet for a single evening during his visit were most
steadily resisted, the coach conveyed him and his five cousins at a suitable hour to Meryton; and
the girls had the pleasure of hearing, as they entered the drawing-room, that Mr. Wickham had
accepted their uncle's invitation, and was then in the house.
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When this information was given, and they had all taken their seats, Mr. Collins was at leisure to
look around him and admire, and he was so much struck with the size and furniture of the
apartment, that he declared he might almost have supposed himself in the small summer
breakfast parlour at Rosings; a comparison that did not at first convey much gratification; but
when Mrs. Phillips understood from him what Rosings was, and who was its proprietor—when
she had listened to the description of only one of Lady Catherine's drawing-rooms, and found
that the chimney-piece alone had cost eight hundred pounds, she felt all the force of the
compliment, and would hardly have resented a comparison with the housekeeper's room.
In describing to her all the grandeur of Lady Catherine and her mansion, with occasional
digressions in praise of his own humble abode, and the improvements it was receiving, he was
happily employed until the gentlemen joined them; and he found in Mrs. Phillips a very attentive
listener, whose opinion of his consequence increased with what she heard, and who was
resolving to retail it all among her neighbours as soon as she could. To the girls, who could not
listen to their cousin, and who had nothing to do but to wish for an instrument, and examine their
own indifferent imitations of china on the mantelpiece, the interval of waiting appeared very
long. It was over at last, however. The gentlemen did approach, and when Mr. Wickham walked
into the room, Elizabeth felt that she had neither been seeing him before, nor thinking of him
since, with the smallest degree of unreasonable admiration. The officers of the ——shire were in
general a very creditable, gentlemanlike set, and the best of them were of the present party; but
Mr. Wickham was as far beyond them all in person, countenance, air, and walk, as THEY were
superior to the broad-faced, stuffy uncle Phillips, breathing port wine, who followed them into
the room.
Mr. Wickham was the happy man towards whom almost every female eye was turned, and
Elizabeth was the happy woman by whom he finally seated himself; and the agreeable manner in
which he immediately fell into conversation, though it was only on its being a wet night, made
her feel that the commonest, dullest, most threadbare topic might be rendered interesting by the
skill of the speaker.
With such rivals for the notice of the fair as Mr. Wickham and the officers, Mr. Collins seemed
to sink into insignificance; to the young ladies he certainly was nothing; but he had still at
intervals a kind listener in Mrs. Phillips, and was by her watchfulness, most abundantly supplied
with coffee and muffin. When the card-tables were placed, he had the opportunity of obliging her
in turn, by sitting down to whist.
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"I know little of the game at present," said he, "but I shall be glad to improve myself, for in my
situation in life—" Mrs. Phillips was very glad for his compliance, but could not wait for his
reason.
Mr. Wickham did not play at whist, and with ready delight was he received at the other table
between Elizabeth and Lydia. At first there seemed danger of Lydia's engrossing him entirely,
for she was a most determined talker; but being likewise extremely fond of lottery tickets, she
soon grew too much interested in the game, too eager in making bets and exclaiming after prizes
to have attention for anyone in particular. Allowing for the common demands of the game, Mr.
Wickham was therefore at leisure to talk to Elizabeth, and she was very willing to hear him,
though what she chiefly wished to hear she could not hope to be told—the history of his