Elizabeth felt that they had entirely mistaken his character，but said nothing.
The observations of her uncle and aunt now began；and each of them pronounced him to be infinitely superior to anything they had expected.
“There is something a little stately in him，to be sure，”replied her aunt，“but it is confined to his air，and is not unbecoming.I can now say with the housekeeper，that though some people may call him proud，I have seen nothing of it.”
Elizabeth answered only by a slight bow. Her thoughts were instantly driven back to the time when Mr. Bingley's name had been the last mentioned between them；and，if she might judge by his complexion，his mind was not very differently engaged.
“There is also one other person in the party，”he continued after a pause，“who more particularly wishes to be known to you.Will you allow me，or do I ask too much，to introduce my sister to your acquaintance during your stay at Lambton？”
Elizabeth excused herself as well as she could；said that she had liked him better when they met in Kent than before，and that she had never seen him so pleasant as this morning.