“Thank you, it’s very nice to meet you, too, Miss Sully,” Elizabeth responder, giving her a little curtesy despite the odd circumstances. Apparently they were just going to all pretend she couldn’t see Mr Darcy’s nipples through his shirt.
“You’re engaged?” she directed the question at Darcy, trying to make it sound casual in case Miss Sully didn’t know anything about her, and why would she?
“Yes...” Darcy bit at his lower lip anxiously, not wanting Lizzie to feel any hurt over it, but also aware that his priority had to be with the feelings of the woman hiding behind him. “Erm... excuse me, we should...”
“Yes, of course. And congratulations. I’m sorry. My aunt just really wanted to see the house, and...”