The latter part of this address was scarcely heard by Darcy;
but Sir William's allusion to his friend seemed to strike him
forcibly, and his eyes were directed with a very serious
expression towards Bingley and Jane, who were dancing together.
Recovering himself, however, shortly, he turned to his partner,
and said, "Sir William's interruption has made me forget what
we were talking of."
"I do not think we were speaking at all. Sir William could not
have interrupted two people in the room who had less to say for
themselves. We have tried two or three subjects already without
success, and what we are to talk of next I cannot imagine."
"What think you of books?" said he, smiling.
"Books--oh! no. I am sure we never read the same, or not with
the same feelings."
"I am sorry you think so; but if that be the case, there can at
least be no want of subject. We may compare our different
"No--I cannot talk of books in a ball-room; my head is always
full of something else."
"The present always occupies you in such scenes--does it?"
said he, with a look of doubt.