Chapter six also establishes many of the flaws in Elizabet's character. Her sometimes clouded judgement of others is hinted when she laughs off Charlotte's pragmatic approach to marriage: "You make me laugh, Charlotte; but it is not sound. You know it is not sound, and that you would never act in this way yourself." She also shows how blind she is regarding her own actions and feelings, particularly when she teases Mr. Darcy in a blatantly flirtatious manner without regard to the consequences. It is ironic what Charlotte has just finished saying: "In nine cases out of ten, a woman had better shew more affection than she feels." Elizabeth does just that, and it is no wonder Mr. Darcy mistakes her opinion of him.
She did at last extort from her father an acknowledgment that the horses were engaged. Jane was therefore obliged to go on horseback, and her mother attended her to the door with many cheerful prognostics of a bad day. Her hopes were answered; Jane had not been gone long before it rained hard. Her sisters were uneasy for her, but her mother was delighted. The rain continued the whole evening without intermission; Jane certainly could not come back.It's moments like this that makes me think those who find no pleasure in Austen are intolerably stupid.
"This was a lucky idea of mine, indeed!" said Mrs. Bennet, more than once, as if the credit of making it rain were all her own. Till the next morning, however, she was not aware of all the felicity of her contrivance.