MR. BENNET'S property consisted almost entirely¹ in an estate of two thousand a year, which, unfortunately for his daughters, was entailed², in default of heirs（继承人） male, on a distant relation; and their mother's fortune, though ample for her situation in life, could but ill supply the deficiency of his. Her father had been an attorney in Meryton, and had left her four thousand pounds.

She had a sister married to a Mr. Phillips, who had been a clerk to their father, and succeeded him in the business, and a brother settled in London in a respectable line of trade.

The village of Longbourn was only one mile from Meryton; a most convenient distance for the young ladies, who were usually tempted³ thither⁴ three or four times a week, to pay their duty to their aunt, and to a milliner's shop just over the way. The two youngest of the family, Catherine and Lydia, were particularly frequent in these attentions; their minds were more vacant（空虚的） than their sisters', and when nothing better offered, a walk to Meryton was necessary to amuse their morning hours and furnish conversation for the evening; and however bare of news the country in general might be, they always contrived⁵ to learn some from their aunt. At present, indeed, they were well supplied both with news and happiness by the recent arrival of a militia⁶ regiment⁷ in the neighbourhood; it was to remain the whole winter, and Meryton was the head quarters.

Their visits to Mrs. Philips were now productive of the most interesting intelligence. Every day added something to their knowledge of the officers' names and connections. Their lodgings⁸ were not long a secret, and at length they began to know the officers themselves. Mr. Philips visited them all, and this opened to his nieces a source of felicity（幸福，快乐） unknown before. They could talk of nothing but officers; and Mr. Bingley's large fortune, the mention of which gave animation⁹ to their mother, was worthless in their eyes when opposed to the regimentals of an ensign（旗，徽章） .

After listening one morning to their effusions on this subject, Mr. Bennet coolly observed,

"From all that I can collect by your manner of talking, you must be two of the silliest girls in the country. I have suspected it some time, but I am now convinced.''

Catherine was disconcerted, and made no answer; but Lydia, with perfect indifference¹⁰, continued to express her admiration¹¹ of Captain Carter, and her hope of seeing him in the course of the day, as he was going the next morning to London.

"I am astonished, my dear,'' said Mrs. Bennet, "that you should be so ready to think your own children silly. If I wished to think slightingly of any body's children, it should not be of my own, however.''

"If my children are silly I must hope to be always sensible of it.''

"Yes -- but as it happens, they are all of them very clever.''

"This is the only point, I flatter myself, on which we do not agree. I had hoped that our sentiments coincided in every particular, but I must so far differ from you as to think our two youngest daughters uncommonly¹² foolish.''

"My dear Mr. Bennet, you must not expect such girls to have the sense of their father and mother. -- When they get to our age, I dare say they will not think about officers any more than we do. I remember the time when I liked a red coat myself very well -- and indeed, so I do still at my heart; and if a smart young colonel, with five or six thousand a year, should want one of my girls, I shall not say nay¹³ to him; and I thought Colonel Forster looked very becoming the other night at Sir William's in his regimentals（军服） .''

"Mama,'' cried Lydia, "my aunt says that Colonel Forster and Captain Carter do not go so often to Miss Watson's as they did when they first came; she sees them now very often standing¹⁴ in Clarke's library.''