Kitty Bennet:
Papa!
Mrs. Bennet:
Is he amiable?
Mary Bennet:
Who?
Kitty Bennet:
Is he handsome?
Mary Bennet:
Who?
Lydia Bennet:
He's sure to be handsome.
Elizabeth Bennet:
For five thousand a year, it would not matter if he's got warts and a leer.
Mary Bennet:
Who's got warts?
Mr. Bennet:
I'll give my heartiest consent to his marrying whichever of the girls he chooses.
Lydia Bennet:
So will he come to the ball tomorrow, Papa?
Mr. Bennet:
I believe so.
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