The colour now rushed into Elizabeth's cheeks in the instantaneous conviction of its being a letter from the nephew, instead of the aunt; and she was undetermined whether most to be pleased that he explained himself at all, or offended that his letter was not rather addressed to herself; when her father continued:
La couleur monta aux joues d’Elizabeth, subitement convaincue que la lettre venait, non pas de la tante, mais du neveu. A la fois satisfaite qu’il en vînt a se déclarer et mécontente que la lettre ne lui fut pas adressée, elle entendit son pere poursuivre :