Impossible, Mr. Bennet, impossible, when I am not acquainted with him myself; how can you be so teazing?

“办不到，我的好老爷，办不到，我自己还不认识他呢；你怎么可以这样嘲笑人？”

If he fears me, why come hither? If he no longer cares for me, why silent? Teazing, teazing, man! I will think no more about him.

如果他已经无心于我，又何必有话不说？好一个惯会作弄人的男子！今后我再也不去想念他了。”

To Mr. Darcy it was welcome intelligence—Elizabeth had been at Netherfield long enough. She attracted him more than he liked—and Miss Bingley was uncivil to her, and more teazing than usual to himself.

不过达西却觉得这是个好消息，他认为伊丽莎白在尼日斐花园待得够久了。他没想到这次会给她弄得这般地心醉，加上彬格莱小姐一方面对她没有礼貌，另一方面又越发拿他自己开玩笑。