breakfast,
to indulge
herself in
air and
exercise.
She was
proceeding
directly
to her
favourite
walk, when
the
recollection
of Mr.
Darcy’s
sometimes
coming
there
stopped
her, and
instead of
entering
the park,
she turned
up the
lane,
which led
farther
from the
turnpike-road.
The park
paling was
still the
boundary
on one
side, and
she soon
passed one
of the
gates into
the
ground.
After
walking
two or
three
times
along that
part of
the lane,
