Elizabeth heard only in the following day from her youngest sisters of Mr. Wickham's pointed attentions to Miss King at Lucas Lodge Thursday evening. This only affected her in that their complaints were frequent and frustrating. Their mother was more likely to comfort her youngest girls about the loss of one redcoat's attention than her eldest about the unwelcome attention of a man of the collar. Elizabeth was counting the hours until Mr. Collin's departure the next day after breakfast so he might be back to rest Saturday night at Hunsford and resume his duties in his parish by giving the sermon that Sunday. It could not come soon enough. Even with her Aunt's presence, Mr. Collin's had become even more attached to Jane such that morning walks were abandoned in favor of being the means of distracting and distancing him from her sister as much as possible.
This was less and less effective until after luncheon, Mr. Collins expressed the wish to speak to Jane alone. Jame sat down mutely, turning white beyond her newly attained pallor. Elizabeth's protests fell on deaf ears as her mother ordered her to her room. Hot tears ran down her face as her feet ran up the stairs to her room. She closed the door quietly, resisting slamming it to hear what she possibly could from this distance which was limited to when the undoubted proposal had ended. She presumed this would be either by hearing the door of the morning room open, or if she missed that, Mrs. Bennet crowing her victory.
What she heard instead after a few moments was Mr. Collin's calling out, "Mrs. Bennet she is overcome by joy no doubt and has fainted. Once you are tending to her I will go to your estimable husband's book room for his permission."