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IT IS A TRUTH universally acknowledged that a single man in

possession of a good fortune must be in want of a wife.

However little known the feelings or views of such a man may be on

his first entering a neighbourhood, this truth is so well fixed in

the minds of the surrounding families that he is considered as the

rightful property of some one or other of their daughters.

"My dear Mr. Bennet," said his lady to him one day, "have you heard

that Netherfield Park is let at last?"

Mr. Bennet replied that he had not.

"But it is," returned she; "for Mrs. Long has just been here, and she

told me all about it."

Mr. Bennet made no answer.

"Do not you want to know who has taken it?" cried his wife impatiently.

"You want to tell me, and I have no objection to hearing it."

This was invitation enough.

"Why, my dear, you must know, Mrs. Long says that Netherfield is

taken by a young man of large fortune from the north of England; that

he came down on Monday in a chaise and four to see the place, and was

so much delighted with it that he agreed with Mr. Morris immediately;

that he is to take possession before Michaelmas, and some of his

servants are to be in the house by the end of next week."

"What is his name?"


"Is he married or single?"

"Oh! single, my dear, to be sure! A single man of large fortune; four

or five thousand a year. What a fine thing for our girls!"

"How so? How can it affect them?"

"My dear Mr. Bennet," replied his wife, "how can you be so tiresome!

You must know that I am thinking of his marrying one of them."

"Is that his design in settling here?"

"Design! nonsense, how can you talk so! But it is very likely that he

may fall in love with one of them, and therefore you must visit him

as soon as he comes."

"I see no occasion for that. You and the girls may go, or you may

send them by themselves, which perhaps will be still better, for as

you are as handsome as any of them, Mr. Bingley might like you the

best of the party."

"My dear, you flatter me. I certainly have had my share of beauty,

but I do not pretend to be anything extraordinary now. When a woman

has five grown-up daughters, she ought to give over thinking of her

own beauty."

"In such cases, a woman has not often much beauty to think of."

"But, my dear, you must indeed go and see Mr. Bingley when he comes

into the neighbourhood."

"It is more than I engage for, I assure you."

"But consider your daughters. Only think what an establishment it

would be for one of them. Sir William and Lady Lucas are determined

to go, merely on that account, for in general you know they visit no

newcomers. Indeed you must go, for it will be impossible for us to

visit him if you do not."

"You are over scrupulous surely. I dare say Mr. Bingley will be very

glad to see you; and I will send a few lines by you to assure him of

my hearty consent to his marrying whichever he chooses of the girls;

though I must throw in a good word for my little Lizzy."

"I desire you will do no such thing. Lizzy is not a bit better than

the others; and I am sure she is not half so handsome as Jane, nor

half so good-humoured as Lydia. But you are always giving her the


"They have none of them much to recommend them," replied he; "they

are all silly and ignorant like other girls; but Lizzy has something

more of quickness than her sisters."

"Mr. Bennet, how can you abuse your own children in such a way? You

take delight in vexing me. You have no compassion on my poor nerves."

"You mistake me, my dear. I have a high respect for your nerves. They

are my old friends. I have heard you mention them with consideration

these twenty years at least."

"Ah! you do not know what I suffer."

"But I hope you will get over it, and live to see many young men of

four thousand a year come into the neighbourhood."

"It will be no use to us if twenty such should come since you will

not visit them."

"Depend upon it, my dear, that when there are twenty, I will visit them all."

Mr. Bennet was so odd a mixture of quick parts, sarcastic humour,

reserve, and caprice, that the experience of three and twenty years

had been insufficient to make his wife understand his character. Her

mind was less difficult to develop. She was a woman of mean

understanding, little information, and uncertain temper. When she was

discontented she fancied herself nervous. The business of her life

was to get her daughters married; its solace was visiting and news.

From the Paperback edition.Copyright© 1995 by Jane Austen

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"Synopsis" by , Though the domain of Jane Austen's novels was as circumscribed as her life, her caustic wit and keen observation made her the equal of the greatest novelists in any language. Born the seventh child of the rector of Steventon, Hampshire, on December 16, 1775, she was educated mainly at home. At an early age she began writing sketches and satires of popular novels for her family's entertainment. As a clergyman's daughter from a well-connected family, she had an ample opportunity to study the habits of the middle class, the gentry, and the aristocracy. At twenty-one, she began a novel called The First Impressions an early version of Pride and Prejudice. In 1801, on her father's retirement, the family moved to the fashionable resort of Bath. Two years later she sold the first version of Northanger Abby to a London
"Synopsis" by , Follows the adventures of the self-assured and accomplished Emma, a twenty-one-year-old girl of privilege who believes she is immune to romance and has several chaotic and often humorous expreiences. Reissue.
"Synopsis" by , Emma, first published in 1816, was written when Jane Austen was at the height of her powers. In a novel remarkable for its sparkling wit and modernity, Austen presents readers with two of literature’s greatest comic creations—the eccentric Mr. Woodhouse and that quintessential bore, Miss Bates. Here, too, we have what may well be Jane Austen’s most profound characterization: the witty, imaginative, self-deluded Emma, a heroine the author declared “no one but myself will much like,” but who has been much loved by generations of readers. Delightfully funny, full of rich irony, Emma is regarded as one of Jane Austen’s finest achievements.
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