This bit popped out at this this week:
"If I were as rich as Mr. Darcy," cried a young Lucas, who came with his sisters, "I should not care how proud I was. I would keep a pack of foxhounds, and drink a bottle of wine every day."
"Then you would drink a great deal more than you ought," said Mrs. Bennet; "and if I were to see you at it, I should take away your bottle directly."
The boy protested that she should not; she continued to declare that she would, and the argument ended only with the visit. (ch. 5)
What in the world?! I know that Mrs. Bennet isn't terribly bright or sophisticated, but to be arguing with a little boy - on his level - seems too stupid even for Mrs. Bennet. I always imagined her emotional age to be about the same as Lydia's, but this puts her much further down the scale than that. Good grief!