The master of Longbourn, a dry, retiring gentleman who takes refuge in his library and in laughing at his wife and the world. He is fond of Elizabeth above his other daughters for her wit, but his indolence in managing the younger girls is a fault he is slow to feel.
Chapter XLVIII
Lydia's flight rouses him to London and to a rare, painful self-reproach for the ease he has long indulged.
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