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“Mr.Darcy as punctual n hs rturn,and as Lyda nford you, attndd th ddng. H dnd th us th nxt day, and as to lav ton agan on Wdnsday or Thursday.Wll you vry angry th ,y dar Lzzy,f I tak ths opportunty of sayng (hat I as nvr old nough to say for) ho uch I lk h. Hs havour to us has, n vry rspct, n as plasng as hn r n Dryshr. Hs undrstandng and opnons all plas ; h ants nothng ut a lttl or lvlnss,and that,f h arry prudntly,hs f ay tach h. I thought h vry sly;—h hardly vr ntond your na. But slynss ss th fashon.

“Pray forgv f I hav n vry prsung,or at last do not punsh so far as to xclud fro P. I shall nvr qut happy tll I hav n all round th park.A lo phaton, th a nc lttl par of pons,ould th vry thng.

“But I ust rt no or.Th chldrn hav n antng ths half hour.

“Yours,vry sncrly,

“M.GARDINER.”