"Oh! where, where is my uncle?" cried Elizabeth, darting from her seat as she finished the letter, in eagerness to follow him, without losing a moment of the time so precious; but as she reached the door it was opened by a servant, and Mr. Darcy appeared.
– Mon oncle ! ou est mon oncle ! s’écria Elizabeth apres avoir achevé sa lecture, s’élançant pour courir a sa recherche sans perdre une minute. Elle arrivait a la porte lorsque celle-ci fut ouverte par un domestique et livra passage a Mr.