"Aye, that is just like your formality and discretion. You thought the waiter must not hear, as if he cared! I dare say he often hears worse things said than I am going to say. But he is an ugly fellow! I am glad he is gone. I never saw such a long chin in my life. Well, but now for my news; it is about dear Wickham; too good for the waiter, is it not? There is no danger of Wickham's marrying Mary King. There's for you! She is gone down to her uncle at Liverpool: gone to stay. Wickham is safe."
– Je reconnais bien la votre discrétion et votre amour des convenances. Comme si le serveur se souciait de ce que nous racontons ! Il en entend bien d’autres ! Mais peu importe ; il est si laid, je suis contente qu’il soit parti, et maintenant voici ma nouvelle ; c’est au sujet de ce cher Wickham ; il n’y a plus a craindre qu’il épouse Mary King : elle est partie habiter chez son oncle a Liverpool, partie pour de bon ; Wickham est sauvé !