Jane receives a letter. "This is from Caroline Bingley. . . The whole party have left Netherfield by this time, and are on their way to town -- and without any intention of coming back again.

First, would it not have been more appropriate at the time to pay a call to take leave when one is going away?

The next was in these words: "I do not pretend to regret anything I shall leave in Hertfordshire except your society, my dearest friend; but we will hope, at some future period, to enjoy many returns of the delightful intercourse we have known, and in the meanwhile may lessen the pain of separation by a very frequent and most unreserved correspondence. I depend on you for that."

Second, talk about deception! Or is this just the way an “elegant female” would write? (;D)

"…Many of my acquaintance are already there for the winter; I wish I could hear that you, my dearest friend, had any intention of making one in the croud -- but of that I despair. I sincerely hope your Christmas in Hertfordshire may abound in the gaieties which that season generally brings, and that your beaux will be so numerous as to prevent your feeling the loss of the three of whom we shall deprive you."