1 Her colour changed, and she said no more.
2 "I do indeed," replied Elizabeth, colouring.
3 She stared, coloured, doubted, and was silent.
4 Both changed colour, one looked white, the other red.
5 You doubt me," cried Jane, slightly colouring; "indeed, you have no reason.
6 Miss Bennet had not been able to hear of his coming without changing colour.
7 She coloured as she spoke; but neither that, nor anything else, awakened a suspicion of the truth.
8 She blushed, and Jane blushed; but the cheeks of the two who caused their confusion suffered no variation of colour.
9 Elizabeth coloured and laughed as she replied, "Yes, you know enough of my frankness to believe me capable of that."
10 "You take an eager interest in that gentleman's concerns," said Darcy, in a less tranquil tone, and with a heightened colour.
11 If you believed it impossible to be true," said Elizabeth, colouring with astonishment and disdain, "I wonder you took the trouble of coming so far.
12 It was next to impossible that their cousin should come in a scarlet coat, and it was now some weeks since they had received pleasure from the society of a man in any other colour.
13 On the gentlemen's appearing, her colour increased; yet she received them with tolerable ease, and with a propriety of behaviour equally free from any symptom of resentment or any unnecessary complaisance.
14 The colour which had been driven from her face, returned for half a minute with an additional glow, and a smile of delight added lustre to her eyes, as she thought for that space of time that his affection and wishes must still be unshaken.