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Mr. Darcy stood near them in silent indignation at such a mode of

passing the evening, to the exclusion of all conversation, and

was too much engrossed by his own thoughts to perceive that Sir

William Lucas was his neighbour, till Sir William thus began:--

"What a charming amusement for young people this is, Mr. Darcy!

There is nothing like dancing, after all. I consider it as one of

the first refinements of polished societies."

"Certainly, sir; and it has the advantage also of being in vogue

amongst the less polished societies of the world: every savage

can dance."

Sir William only smiled. "Your friend performs delightfully," he

continued, after a pause, on seeing Bingley join the group; "and

I doubt not that you are an adept in the science yourself, Mr.

Darcy."

"You saw me dance at Meryton, I believe, sir."

"Yes, indeed, and received no inconsiderable pleasure from the

sight. Do you often dance at St. James's?"

"Never, sir."

"Do you not think it would be a proper compliment to the place?"