Jane Austen
Collins would undoubtedly have been
much less in his own apartment, had they sat in one equally lively; and she gave Charlotte
credit for the arrangement.
From the drawing-room they could distinguish nothing in the lane, and were indebted to
Mr. Collins for the knowledge of what carriages went along, and how often especially Miss
de Bourgh drove by in her phaeton, which he never failed coming to inform them of, though
it happened almost every day. She not unfrequently stopped at the Parsonage, and had a few
minutes' conversation with Charlotte, but was scarcely ever prevailed upon to get out.
Very few days passed in which Mr. Collins did not walk to Rosings, and not many in
which his wife did not think it necessary to go likewise; and till Elizabeth recollected that
there might be other family livings to be disposed of, she could not understand the sacrifice
of so many hours. Now and then they were honoured with a call from her ladyship, and