— I'll tell you what I'll do. I shall write to Mr. Bingley, informing him...that I have five daughters, and he is welcome to any of them. They're all silly and ignorant, like other girls. Well, Lizzy has more wit than the rest. But he may prefer a stupid wife, as others have done before him. There, will that do?
— No! I beg you will not write if you... 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've been my old friends for 20 years least.