[Pride and Prejudice] Rich Lady

"Oh, dear, a rosewood cane with a tortoiseshell handle, that would be wonderful. I've warned Mr. Bennet that his ashwood cane is a bit out of place."

Mrs. Bennet's eyes were shining: "The whole of Longbourn will envy me now, how decent! I can't wait to see Mr. Bennet put on this flak and carry a tortoiseshell walking stick!"

Mrs. Bennet is shallow-minded, and she really praised Mr. Bennet, but these good words did not make her husband happy, but succeeded in making him have a splitting headache, so that he could experience some "fragile nerves" taste.

Contrary to the joy and joy of the entire Bennet family, Mr. Bennet was frowning all night. He tossed and turned in bed, unable to sleep at night: countless pessimistic and dishonorable conjectures appeared in his mind, but he was constantly Self-denial to overthrow those terrible thoughts-on the one hand, he would not allow himself to doubt the child's integrity, and he was angry that those thoughts that appeared to him devalued Lizzie's character; source of money.

Fortunately, at this time, it is popular among gentlemen and hostesses to live in separate rooms, so he didn't bother his dear wife.

The next day, Mrs. Hill, Longborn's housekeeper, got up early. She was old and had a short sleep, so she sometimes got up earlier than the maids and cooks.

Longborn quietly, Mrs. Hill came out of the room on the first floor holding a candlestick, and suddenly saw a dark figure standing in front of the large window of the reception room.

"Who? Who! Who's there?" cried Mrs. Hill, almost throwing the candlestick.

"It's me." The sculpture-like black figure finally moved, and he said: "Okay, Mrs. Hill, don't make a fuss. You will wake up the girls. I know they didn't go to sleep until midnight last night. .”

"My God, Mr. Bennet! Why didn't you light the candlestick?" Mrs. Hill was very puzzled, so she had to light the candlestick in the reception room by herself.

The weather in April is still a bit cool, especially in the early morning before the sun rises.Mr. Bennet stood in front of the window for an unknown amount of time. It was completely cold from the inside to the outside. He looked at the faint morning light outside and said to himself with some sadness: "It's another bad day without sun and cloudy clouds." weather."

He walked towards the study: "After Lizzie gets up, tell her that I invite her to come to the study to talk. Other than that, don't disturb me for anything."

After finishing speaking, he ignored him and closed the oak door of the study.

"Master, I have to go in and light the lamp..." Mrs. Hill's words were cut off by the door, so she had to swallow the last part of her sentence.

The old woman muttered in a low voice, "What a weirdo, maybe all decent people in the world have to have some quirks to be normal?"

"Talk? It's not about discussing Miss Elizabeth's life, using such hard words. Miss Elizabeth is so filial and considerate, God bless her not to be sad because of the master's inhumanity." Mrs. Hill muttered, Bennet The solemn and terrible expression on the master's face made her fearful.

"Oh, Mrs. Hill, what were you shouting just now?" Mrs. Bennet asked dissatisfied standing on the stairs in a nightgown and a shawl.

Mrs. Hill hastily apologized.Unfortunately, it was too late, her old voice woke up the whole family.

The three little ones were excited about the kite all night, eager to try this fashionable thing with their own hands, and got up quickly before the maid Sarah knocked on the door.Even Jane is the same, only Elizabeth, lazy, clearly awake but still wants to feel the warm bed again - in Taolisi, ladies are not allowed to stay in bed.

"How's the weather today?" Mrs. Bennet was fiddling with her hair in the dressing room.

"No, it's a cloudy and bad weather." Mrs. Hill was tidying up the hostess' bedroom outside, and replied casually.

"Overcast?" Mrs. Bennet glanced at the sky light on the floor in the mirror, stood up in doubt, and stood by the window, facing the half-round red sun.

"This?" Mrs. Hill choked in embarrassment, this is really a bad start to ruin the day.

The mornings of the Bennet family are always busy, because there are too many ladies, but there is only one personal maid, who is always busy when the girls are dressing up, and Sarah can be seen everywhere.

It wasn't until seven o'clock when Mrs. Georgia, the cook, started to prepare breakfast that the second floor calmed down. The four ladies were in the living room upstairs, admiring and playing with the trinkets Elizabeth had given them last night.

Jane thinks it is a little expensive, but she never wants to think badly about people and things. She thinks that Elizabeth spends all the money on bringing gifts to her family. Bring pocket money for my sister.She glanced at Mary, thinking that maybe she could borrow some money from Mary, and Mary would not mind her paying it back slowly.

Mr. Bennet sat alone at the writing desk, but the flipping board in his hand did not move for a long time.He sighed, carefully locked the ancient book into the cabinet, rang the bell and called the servant: "Please Elizabeth come to the study."

"Sarah, the master ordered not to disturb you in the morning." Mrs. Hill saw it and said hastily.

"The master asked Miss Elizabeth to go to the study, but the lady hasn't got up yet, so I have to hurry her up," Sarah said.

This is the third time today, Mrs. Hill thought in a daze, she will not bother about the master's business all day today.

Elizabeth was full of things to tell her father, so she got up to wash and wash under the service of Sarah.

In less than a quarter of an hour, she ran down from the second floor with a box.

"Dad, I have many things to tell, and you will be surprised!" Elizabeth closed the door and said happily.

"Sit down, boy, I happen to have something to talk to you about."

When Mr. Bennet looked up, his gray face startled his daughter, "Dad, are you sick?"

"Of course not, it's just that I got up a little early."

"What are you holding in your arms? Well, let's not talk about these trivial things." My father sat up straight and said with a straight look: "Let's talk about some vulgar topics, such as how much did you spend on those gifts? Did you borrow it from the lady in the academy?"

Mr. Bennet was afraid that his daughter would not be able to get off the stage, so he had to think of a reason for Elizabeth in advance, although he knew it was almost impossible.Some respectable British people would not ask their friends to borrow money. It is hard to imagine the scene where gentlemen owe a contract and agree when to pay back the money, let alone ladies who value their words and deeds more.

Elizabeth put the box on the table, opened it, and turned to face her father.She blinked and was very happy: "Dear dad, look, there are a lot of vulgar topics here!"

Mr. Bennet's wrist trembled, and he stared at the plain wooden box in disbelief: there was a stack of pounds inside!

Mr. Bennet swears to God by his years of experience in inheriting Longbourne and handling the family property--it must be at least a few hundred pounds!

"My God, Lizzie, what have you done?" Mr. Bennet confirmed for a moment his terribly offensive thoughts: the rich men in the city are very bad, and someone seduced his daughter!

"Who is it?! Lizzie, tell Dad, who is it?" Mr. Bennet said like an angry lion, holding back his anger, "I must fight him! I must fight with my life!" If you die this villain, you will never agree to marry him!"

Mr. Bennet’s nose was sore, and he persuaded his favorite daughter extremely angrily and painfully: “beautiful clothes, a luxurious carriage, and jewelry, and maybe a big house in the city, but these will make you feel sad. Are you happy? Lizzie, I understand you. Perhaps the prosperity of the city has captivated your eyes for a while, but you will definitely not be blinded for the rest of your life. If I entrust you easily now, I can already foresee your tragic end—you You don't respect your husband from the bottom of your heart, and you don't deserve your admiration for a bad bastard who dares to coax and seduce young girls. You despise him, and he will find another love in the future. My little Lizzie, you can't To escape abandonment and dishonor..."

Mr. Bennet covered his face. At this moment, he was extremely ashamed. He felt that it was because he failed to give his daughters a good and rich life, which caused the most intelligent and lively daughter in the family to be seduced and depraved by the colorful world.He resented himself and regretted his decision to easily allow her to go to a private girls' school in the city.

Elizabeth was simply dazed by this incomprehensible direction.She stayed there for 5 minutes before she couldn't help shouting: "My God, Dad, what are you thinking? Why do you think that way!"

"No, no, Dad, it's definitely not what you imagined." Elizabeth hurriedly explained.

She took out a stack of agreements and contracts from the bottom of the box, and handed it to her dear father: "Please, Dad! Let's continue after reading these papers, shall we?"

Mr. Bennet raised his head, his eyes were red, he took the stack of papers nonchalantly, and the father and daughter looked at each other in embarrassment.

"cough!"

Mr. Bennet lowered his voice and lowered his head to look under cover.

Elizabeth felt a little ashamed, but also moved by her father's love. Mr. Bennet wanted to fight the young and strong villain in his imagination, even if he was likely to be killed, he would not turn back - although his father's imagination was too rich and too strong. It was outrageous, but Elizabeth still decided to forgive him generously, let this embarrassing little matter pass quickly, and never bring it up again.

But Mr. Bennet doesn’t think so, he just feels that his imagination is too barren: even in his dream, he dreamed that his wife gave birth to him an excellent male heir, Mr. Bennet Jr. is better than his ancestors There are many excellent ones, and they take good care of the inherited property, ensuring the lives of his mother and sisters.When I dreamed of this dream, I didn't dare to assume that the heir could create a situation and save a huge fortune on his own.

"God, I seem to be dreaming!" Mr. Bennet murmured, he turned to the first page of the contract, and re-read it carefully.

Elizabeth couldn't disturb her father, so she had to take out the stack of pounds from the box, and recounted happily... Even though she had secretly counted several times, the amount had long been engraved in her heart.

"780 six pounds." She thought, even if there will be no such large sum of money in the future, there are already several kite shops in London, so she thinks it is enough.

Mr. Jared, who had already gained some fame in London as the businessman who had brought about the fashionable sport, had opened a kite shop which he intended to run as a small business to his name for a long time.This store has to re-draw the contract to distribute profits. Thanks to Elizabeth's endless kite styles and colorful oriental picture albums, she still occupies the income of the third floor, and her best friend Lola has the investment profit of the first floor-after all. That would be Mr. Jared's own business, and neither Laura nor Elizabeth had the will to start their own kite shop.

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