"When is your next ball to be, Lizzy?"
"Tomorrow fortnight. "
"Aye, so it is, " cried her mother, " and Mrs. Long does not come back till the day before, so it will be impossible for her to introduce him, for she will not know him herself. "
"Then, my dear, __________1__________, and introduce Mr. Bingley to HER. "
"Impossible, Mr. Bennet, impossible, when _________2_________?"
"I honour your circumspection. A fortnight's acquaintance is certainly very little. But if WE do not venture somebody else will; and after all, Mrs. Long and her nieces must stand their chance; and, therefore, __________3____________. "
The girls stared at their father. Mrs. Bennet said only, "Nonsense, nonsense!"
"Do you consider the forms of introduction, and the stress that is laid on them, as nonsense?" cried he, " I cannot quite agree with you THERE. What say you, Mary? _________4___________. "
Mary wished to say something very sensible, but knew not how.
"While Mary is adjusting her ideas, " he continued, "let us return to Mr. Bingley. "
"I am sick of Mr. Bingley, " cried his wife.
"I am sorry to hear THAT; but why did not you tell me so before? __________5__________. "
The astonishment of the ladies was just what he wished; that joy of Mrs. Bennet perhaps surpassing the rest.
"How good it was of you, my dear Mr. Bennet! _________6_________. Well, how pleased I am!"