If she had only stayed to listen a minute longer, Kitty would have heard the end of the gentlemen's conversation, and her mind would have been set at ease.
"Why are you bringing this up yet again Fitzwilliam?" Darcy asked impatiently. He was aware of his cousin's admiration of Elizabeth, but his patience was wearing thin for continual proclamations of that love. "Twice in a day you tell me you love my wife, what I am to think?"
"Ah, Darcy let me finish," Lord Matlock insisted with an easy smile and a raised hand. That easiness was something Darcy envied. He who had often been called proud or snobbish, could not even imitate the friendly attitude of his cousin. "I can't stop thinking about that kiss with Miss Bennet. Well, two kisses actually. You see, there was a real spark there Darcy! An eagerness I much admired. Kitty Bennet will keep me happy. I have a good feeling about the whole thing, cousin. She may be silly, but so am I in a way, and I quite like her so far. I think we'll get on well." But alas those optimistic words fell on Darcy's ears only, and Kitty's eavesdropping was the catalyst for much hurt and confusion.