她狠狠地拍了一下他的手，虽然红了脸，但脸上却还是显得很高兴。
She hit his hand a smart rap, but reddened and looked pleased, nevertheless.
他停了下来，涨红了脸，然后继续低沉而悲伤地说：“啊，我的病又来折磨我了，我精神错乱了。”
He stopped, blushed, then continued low and sadly, "Ah, my malady persecuteth me again, and my mind wandereth."
他说这话的时候，不禁一笑，伊丽莎白觉得自己明白他这一笑的深意：他一定以为她想起了吉英和尼日斐花园吧，于是她红了脸回答道。
As he spoke there was a sort of smile, which Elizabeth fancied she understood; he must be supposing her to be thinking of Jane and Netherfield, and she blushed as she answered.
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