Mr. Darcy: Do you talk, as a rule, while dancing?
Elizabeth Bennet: No... No, I prefer to be unsociable and taciturn... Makes it all so much more enjoyable, don't you think?
Elizabeth Bennet: He's so... He's so... He's so rich.
Mr. Darcy: Are you so severe on your own sex?
Elizabeth Bennet: I never saw such a woman. She would certainly be a fearsome thing to behold.
Mr. Darcy: Miss Elizabeth. I have struggled in vain and I can bear it no longer. These past months have been a torment. I came to Rosings with the single object of seeing you... I had to see you. I have fought against my better judgment, my family's expectations, the inferiority of your birth by rank and circumstance. All these things I am willing to put aside and ask you to end my agony.
Elizabeth Bennet: I don't understand.
Mr. Darcy: I love you.
Elizabeth Bennet: I've been so blind.
Lady Catherine de Bourg: That is very strange.
Mrs. Bennet: ...and then he danced the third with Miss Lucas.
Mr. Bennet: We were all there, dear.
Mrs. Bennet: Oh, poor thing. It is a shame she's not more handsome. There's a spinster in the making and no mistake. The fourth with a Miss King, of little standing... and the fifth again with Jane.
Mr. Bennet: If he'd had any compassion for me, he would have sprained his ankle in the first set.
Jane Bennet: Yes. A thousand times yes.
Mrs. Bennet: But she doesn't like him. I thought she didn't like him.
Jane Bennet: So did I, so did we all. We must have been wrong.
Mrs. Bennet: Wouldn't be the first time, will it?
Jane Bennet: No, nor the last I dare say.
Elizabeth Bennet: He looks miserable, poor soul.
Charlotte Lucas: Miserable he may be, but poor he most certainly is not.
Elizabeth Bennet: Tell me.
Charlotte Lucas: 10,000 a year and he owns half of Derbyshire.
Elizabeth Bennet: The miserable half?
Mr. Darcy: And are you having a pleasant trip?
Elizabeth Bennet: Yes... very pleasant.
Elizabeth Bennet: Only the deepest love will persuade me into matrimony, which is why I will end up an old maid.
Mr. Bennet: Poor Jane. Still, a girl likes to be crossed in love now and then. It gives her something to think of... and a sort of distinction amongst her companions.
Mrs. Bennet: Oh, my goodness. Everybody behave naturally.
Caroline Bingley: Charles. You cannot be serious.
Mrs. Bennet: Netherfield Park is let at last. Have you heard who has taken it?
Mr. Bennet: I have.
Elizabeth Bennet: I thought you were in London.
Mr. Darcy: No... No. I'm not.
Mrs. Bennet: You must visit him at once.
Jane Bennet: He is just what a young man ought to be.
Answer: According to the book, at the beginning, Jane 22, Elizabeth 20, Mary between Elizabeth and Kitty so 18 or 19, Kitty 17, Lydia 15.
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