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"For the very existence of that friendship, as well as for good turns done to me _within_ the friendship," said Bingley, "I am indebted to Mr. Darcy himself. His family has at least some contact with nearly every wealthy family this side of Scotland, and some Scots besides. Being in age somewhere between my parents and myself, Darcy undertook to befriend and shepherd me in London, while I was in my early teens."
"Did he introduce you to the young ladies of high society?" asked Lydia.
"No, he chiefly introduced me to the sons of other important men, since these sons were apt to be the men with whom I would have business dealings in the future. Darcy was fond of saying--" At this point, Bingley swung his gaze directly back to Jane's eyes as he finished:
"--that I needed to have MY feet solidly planted under me, before I began trying to sweep some desirable girl off of HER feet. But by now, I do think my feet are planted--when it isn't my backside I'm planting in a roadway!"
"How nice," she smiled at Bingley.