Elizabeth felt that they had entirely mistaken his character，but said nothing.
The occurrences of the day were too full of interest to leave Elizabeth much attention for any of these new friends； and she could do nothing but think， and think with wonder， of Mr. Darcy's civility，and，above all，of his wishing her to be acquainted with his sister.
They now walked on in silence，each of them deep in thought. Elizabeth was not comfortable；that was impossible；but she was flattered and pleased. His wish of introducing his sister to her was a compliment of the highest kind.They soon outstripped the others， and when they had reached the carriage， Mr. and Mrs. Gardiner were half a quarter of a mile behind.
“To be sure， Lizzy，”said her aunt，“he is not so handsome as Wickham；or，rather，he has not Wickham's countenance，for his features are perfectly good.But how came you to tell us that he was so disagreeable？”
The surprise of such an application was great indeed； it was too great for her to know in what manner she acceded to it.She immediately felt that whatever desire Miss Darcy might have of being acquainted with her must be the work of her brother，and， without looking farther， it was satisfactory； it was gratifying to know that his resentment had not made him think really ill of her.