It is a truth universally acknowledged that a single man in possession of a good fortune must be in want of a wife. Mrs Bennet had five daughters and very little money, so this truth ruled her days. One morning she came to her husband with great news. Netherfield Park was taken at last. A young gentleman of large fortune from the north of England had rented it. His name was Bingley, and he had four or five thousand a year. You must visit him, she said, for our girls cannot marry a man we do not know. Mr Bennet answered with his usual dry calm. He had already visited Mr Bingley that very week, but he kept the secret for two days, because he enjoyed the noise of his family.