As I approached, I overheard Mr. Bingley questioning Mr. Darcy as to why he refused to dance. Mr Darcy’s response was that there were no ladies at the assembly that it wouldn't be a pain for him to face. Mr. Bingley then addressed Elizabeth who sat alone, and asked Mr. Bingley if he wished to be acquainted with her. Mr. Darcy looked around to Elizabeth, and then withdrew his eyes coldly. “She is tolerable, but not handsome enough to tempt me, and I am in no mood at present to give consequence to young ladies who are slighted by other men,” Mr. Darcy proclaimed, and then stomped off, quickly followed by Mr. Bingley.
I stood there for a second, my mouth open wide, not believing my own ears. What a horrible and upsetting thing to say about dear Elizabeth Bennet, especially with her sitting in the near vicinity! I hurried over to comfort her, to tell her that she was quite handsome enough to dance with, but it seemed that the exchange had not fazed her in the