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Elizabeth could not help smiling at his easy manner of directing his friend.

She expressed her gratitude again, but it was too painful a subject to each,to be dwelt on farther.

“Not at all. When I went away, I felt that it would soon happen.”

“Did you speak from your own observation,”said she,“when you told him that my sister loved him, or merely from my information last spring?”

He then told her of Georgiana's delight in her acquaintance,and of her disappointment at its sudden interruption;which naturally leading to the cause of that interruption,she soon learnt that his resolution of following her from Derbyshire in quest of her sister had been formed before he quitted the inn,and that his gravity and thoughtfulness there had arisen from no other struggles than what such a purpose must comprehend.

Elizabeth longed to observe that Mr.Bingley had been a most delightful friend;so easily guided that his worth was invaluable;but she checked herself. She remembered that he had yet to learn to be laughed at, and it was rather too early to begin. In anticipating the happiness of Bingley,which of course was to be inferior only to his own,he continued the conversation till they reached the house.In the hall they parted.