Two offenses of a very different nature,and by no means of equal magnitude,you last night laid to my charge.The first mentioned was,that,regardless of the sentiments of either,I had detached Mr.Bingley from your sister,and the other,that I had,in defiance of various claims,in defiance of honour and humanity,ruined the immediate prosperity,and blasted the prospects of Mr.Wickham.Wilfully and wantonly to have thrown off the companion of my youth,the acknowledged favourite of my father,a young man who had scarcely any other dependence than on our patronage,and who had been brought up to expect its exertion,would be a depravity to which the separation of two young persons,whose affection could be the growth of only a few weeks,could bear no comparison.But from the severity of that blame which was last night so liberally bestowed,respecting each circumstance,I shall hope to be in future secured,when the following account of my actions and their motives has been read.If,in the explanation of them which is due to myself,I am under the necessity of relating feelings which may be offensive to yours,I can only say that I am sorry.The necessity must be obeyed,and farther apology would be absurd.