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Her carriage remained at the door, and Elizabeth saw that her

waiting-woman was in it. They proceeded in silence along the

gravel walk that led to the copse; Elizabeth was determined to

make no effort for conversation with a woman who was now more

than usually insolent and disagreeable.

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"How could I ever think her like her nephew?" said she, as she

looked in her face.

As soon as they entered the copse, Lady Catherine began in the

following manner:--

"You can be at no loss, Miss Bennet, to understand the reason of

my journey hither. Your own heart, your own conscience, must tell

you why I come."

Elizabeth looked with unaffected astonishment.

"Indeed, you are mistaken, madam; I have not been at all able to

account for the honour of seeing you here."