"If I were as rich as Mr. Darcy," cried a young Lucas, who came with his sisters, "I should not care how proud I was. I would keep a pack of foxhounds, and drink a bottle of wine a day."
– Si j’étais aussi riche que Mr. Darcy, s’écria un jeune Lucas qui avait accompagné ses sours, je me moquerais bien de tout cela !