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Chapter 22
The Bennets were engaged to dine with
the Lucases and again during the chief of the day was Miss Lucas so
kind as to
listen to Mr. Collins. Elizabeth
took an opportunity of thanking her.
"It keeps him in good humour," said she, "and I am
more
obliged to you than I can express."
Charlotte
assured her friend of her satisfaction in being useful, and that it
amply
repaid her for the little sacrifice of her time.
This was very amiable, but Charlotte's
kindness extended farther than Elizabeth
had any conception of; its object was nothing else than to secure her
from any
return of Mr. Collins's addresses, by engaging them towards herself. Such was Miss Lucas's
scheme; and appearances
were so favourable, that when they parted at night, she would have felt
almost
secure of success if he had not been to leave Hertfordshire so very
soon. But here she
did injustice to the fire and
independence of his character, for it led him to escape out of
Longbourn House
the next morning with admirable slyness, and hasten to Lucas Lodge to
throw
himself at her feet. He
was anxious to
avoid the notice of his cousins, from a conviction that if they saw him
depart,
they could not fail to conjecture his design, and he was not willing to
have
the attempt known till its success might be known likewise; for though
feeling
almost secure, and with reason, for Charlotte had been tolerably
encouraging,
he was comparatively diffident since the adventure of Wednesday. His reception, however,
was of the most
flattering kind. Miss
Lucas perceived
him from an upper window as he walked towards the house, and instantly
set out
to meet him accidentally in the lane.
But little had she dared to hope that so much love
and eloquence awaited
her there.
In as short a time as
Mr. Collins's long
speeches would allow, everything was settled between them to the
satisfaction
of both; and as they entered the house he earnestly entreated her to name the
day that was to make him the happiest of men; and though such
a
solicitation
must be waived for the present, the lady felt no inclination to trifle
with his
happiness. The
stupidity with which he
was favoured by nature must guard his courtship from any charm that
could make
a woman wish for its continuance; and Miss Lucas, who accepted him
solely from
the pure and disinterested desire of an establishment, cared not how
soon that
establishment were gained.
Sir William and Lady
Lucas were speedily
applied to for their consent; and it was bestowed with a most joyful
alacrity. Mr.
Collins's present
circumstances made it a most eligible match for their daughter, to whom
they
could give little fortune; and his prospects of future wealth were
exceedingly
fair. Lady Lucas
began directly to
calculate, with more interest than the matter had ever excited before,
how many
years longer Mr. Bennet was likely to live; and Sir William gave it as
his decided
opinion, that whenever Mr. Collins should be in possession of the
Longbourn
estate, it would be highly expedient that both he and his wife should
make
their appearance at St. James's. The whole family, in short, were
properly
overjoyed on the occasion. The
younger
girls formed hopes of coming out a year or two sooner
than they might
otherwise
have done; and the boys were relieved from their apprehension of Charlotte's
dying an old
maid. Charlotte
herself was tolerably
composed. She had
gained her point, and
had time to consider of it. Her
reflections were in general satisfactory.
Mr. Collins, to be sure, was neither sensible nor
agreeable; his society
was irksome, and his attachment to her must be imaginary. But still he would be her
husband. Without
thinking highly either of men or
matrimony, marriage had always been her object; it was the only
provision for
well-educated young women of small fortune, and however uncertain of
giving
happiness, must be their pleasantest preservative from want. This preservative she had
now obtained; and at
the age of twenty-seven, without having ever been handsome, she felt
all the
good luck of it. The
least agreeable
circumstance in the business was the surprise it must occasion to
Elizabeth
Bennet, whose friendship she valued beyond that of any other person. Elizabeth
would wonder, and probably would blame her; and though her resolution
was not
to be shaken, her feelings must be hurt by such a disapprobation. She
resolved
to give her the information herself, and therefore charged Mr. Collins,
when he
returned to Longbourn to dinner, to drop no hint of what had passed
before any
of the family. A
promise of secrecy was
of course very dutifully given, but it could not be kept without
difficulty;
for the curiosity excited by his long absence burst forth in such very
direct
questions on his return as required some ingenuity to evade, and he was
at the
same time exercising great self-denial, for he was longing to publish
his
prosperous love.
As he was to begin his
journey too early
on the morrow to see any of the family, the ceremony of leave-taking
was
performed when the ladies moved for the night; and Mrs.
Bennet, with
great
politeness and cordiality, said how happy they should be to see him at
Longbourn again, whenever his engagements might allow him to visit them.
"My dear madam," he
replied,
"this invitation is particularly gratifying, because it is what I have
been hoping to receive; and you may be very certain that I shall avail
myself
of it as soon as possible."
They were all
astonished; and Mr.
Bennet, who could by no means wish for so speedy a return, immediately
said:
"But is there not danger
of Lady
Catherine's disapprobation here, my good sir?
You had better neglect your relations than run the
risk of offending
your patroness."
"My dear sir," replied
Mr.
Collins," I am particularly obliged to you for this friendly caution,
and
you may depend upon my not taking so material a step without her
ladyship's
concurrence."
"You cannot be too much
upon your
guard. Risk
anything rather than her
displeasure; and if you find it likely to be raised by your coming to
us again,
which I should think exceedingly probable, stay quietly at home, and be
satisfied that we shall take no offence."
"Believe me, my dear
sir, my
gratitude is warmly excited, by such affectionate attention; and depend
upon
it, you will speedily receive from me a letter of thanks for this, and
for
every other mark of your regard during my stay in Hertfordshire. As for my fair cousins,
though my absence may
not be long enough to render it necessary, I shall now take the liberty
of
wishing them health and happiness, not excepting my cousin Elizabeth."
With proper civilities
the ladies then
withdrew; all of them equally surprised that he meditated a quick
return. Mrs. Bennet
wished to understand by it that
he thought of paying his addresses to one of her younger girls, and
Mary might
have been prevailed on to accept him.
She rated his abilities much higher than any of the
others; there was a
solidity in his reflections which often struck her, and though by no
means so
clever as herself, she thought that if encouraged to read and improve
himself
by such an example as hers, he might become a very agreeable companion. But on the following
morning, every hope of
this kind was done away. Miss
Lucas
called soon after breakfast, and in a private conference with Elizabeth
related the event of the day
before.
The possibility of Mr.
Collins's
fancying herself in love with her friend had once occurred to Elizabeth
within
the last day or two; but that Charlotte could encourage him seemed
almost as
far from possibility as she could encourage him herself, and her
astonishment
was consequently so great as to overcome at first the bounds of
decorum, and
she could not help crying out:
"Engaged to Mr. Collins! My dear Charlotte--
impossible!"
The steady countenance
which Miss Lucas
had commanded in telling her story, gave way to a momentary confusion
here on
receiving so direct a reproach; though, as it was no more than she
expected,
she soon regained her composure, and calmly replied:
"Why should you be
surprised, my
dear Eliza? Do you
think it incredible
that Mr. Collins should be able to procure any woman's good opinion,
because he
was not so happy as to succeed with you?"
But Elizabeth
had now recollected herself, and
making a strong effort for it, was able to assure with tolerable
firmness that
the prospect of their relationship was highly grateful to her, and that
she
wished her all imaginable happiness.
"I see what you are
feeling,"
replied Charlotte. "You must be surprised,
very much
surprised-- so lately as Mr. Collins was wishing to marry you. But when you have had time
to think it over,
I hope you will be satisfied with what I have done.
I am not romantic, you know; I never
was. I ask only a
comfortable home; and
considering Mr. Collins's character, connection, and situation in life,
I am
convinced that my chance of happiness with him is as fair as most
people can
boast on entering the marriage state."
Elizabeth quietly
answered "Undoubtedly"; and after an awkward pause, they returned to
the rest of the family. Charlotte
did not stay
much longer, and Elizabeth
was then left to reflect on what she had heard.
It was a long time before she became at all
reconciled to the idea of so
unsuitable a match. The strangeness of Mr. Collins's making two offers
of
marriage within three days was nothing in comparison of his being now
accepted. She had
always felt that Charlotte's
opinion of
matrimony was not exactly like her own, but she had not supposed it to
be
possible that, when called into action, she would have sacrificed every
better
feeling to worldly advantage. Charlotte the wife of Mr. Collins was a
most
humiliating picture! And to the pang of a friend disgracing herself and
sunk in
her esteem, was added the distressing conviction that it was impossible
for
that friend to be tolerably happy in the lot she had chosen.
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