:39:01
But he told me not to tell.
:39:04
- Mr Darcy?
- Stop it, Lizzie.
:39:07
Mr Darcy's not half as high and mighty
as you sometimes.
:39:16
Kitty, have you seen my ring?
:39:19
Write to me often, my dear.
:39:22
Married women
never have much time for writing.
:39:25
I dare say you won't.
:39:27
When I married your father, there didn't
seem to be enough hours in the day.
:39:33
My sisters may write to me,
for they'll have nothing else to do.
:39:45
There's nothing so bad
as parting with one's children.
:39:49
One seems so forlorn without them.
:39:57
- Goodbye.
- Goodbye, Lydia. Goodbye, Mr Wickham.
:40:04
Bye, Kitty. Bye, Papa.
:40:12
I can't imagine what your
father does with all that ink.
:40:15
Mrs Bennet.
:40:18
Did you hear the news, madam?
Mr Bingley is returning to Netherfield.
:40:23
Mrs Nichols is ordering a haunch
of pork. She expects him tomorrow.
:40:27
Tomorrow?
:40:29
Not that I care.
Mr Bingley's nothing to us.
:40:32
I'm sure I never want
to see him again, no.
:40:35
We shan't mention a word about it.
Is it quite certain he's coming?
:40:40
Yes, madam. I believe he's alone.
His sister remains in town.
:40:46
Why he thinks we should be interested,
I've no idea. Come along, girls.
:40:52
We better go home at once
and tell Mr Bennet.
:40:56
The impudence of the man.
I wonder he dare show his face.