‘It was the last of the regiment’s stay in Meryton, and all the young ladies in the neighbourhood were drooping apace. The dejection was almost universal… Lydia, whose own misery was extreme… could not comprehend such hard-heartedness in any of the family. “Good Heaven! What is to become of us? What are we to do?”’
Impatience with Lydia Bennet
Impatience with Lydia Bennet
Impatience with Lydia Bennet
‘It was the last of the regiment’s stay in Meryton, and all the young ladies in the neighbourhood were drooping apace. The dejection was almost universal… Lydia, whose own misery was extreme… could not comprehend such hard-heartedness in any of the family. “Good Heaven! What is to become of us? What are we to do?”’