The first sentence of Rebecca Mead's New Yorker (Nov. 24) book review -- "The notion that dating, mating, and marriage take place within a marketplace is a conceit universally observed by writers of comedic-dramatic television comedies in Hollywood, and authors of 'chick-lit' novels loosely based on plots from Jane Austen or Edith Wharton" -- reminds me strongly of the famous opening sentence of Pride & Prejudice. Mead's use of "conceit" interested me and sent me to the dictionary -- she must mean "a fancy or whim; a fanciful notion"?
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