“This is a parade,”he cried,“which does one good;it gives such an elegance to misfortune!Another day I will do the same;I will sit in my library,in my nightcap and powdering gown,and give as much trouble as I can;or,perhaps,I may defer it till Kitty runs away.”
“Do you suppose them to be in London?”
“Yes;where else can they be so well concealed?”
“She is happy then,”said her father drily;“and her residence there will probably be of some duration.”
“And Lydia used to want to go to London,”added Kitty.
“You go to Brighton. I would not trust you so near it as Eastbourne for fifty pounds!No,Kitty,I have at last learnt to be cautious,and you will feel the effects of it.No officer is ever to enter into my house again,nor even to pass through the village. Balls will be absolutely prohibited,unless you stand up with one of your sisters.And you are never to stir out of doors till you can prove that you have spent ten minutes of every day in a rational manner.”
Kitty,who took all these threats in a serious light,began to cry.
Then after a short silence he continued:
They were interrupted by Miss Bennet,who came to fetch her mother's tea.
“What,is he coming home,and without poor