[Pride and Prejudice] Rich Lady

Mr. Darcy was dazzled, the lady's breath penetrated the fabric, and a little bit of breath brushed over the shoulders, setting off huge waves in the gentleman's heart lake.

This brief moment seemed to be elongated by Goddess Holly. The other ladies in the Bennet family watched this scene with wide eyes, and the lounge was silent.

"I'm sorry..." Elizabeth lifted her skirt, curtseyed curtly, and managed to control her demeanor and came out of the lounge. Her face was so red that she could boil an egg.

After a while, Mary knocked lightly on the oak door, "Lizzie, may I come in?"

"Please, dear little Mary, don't mention what happened just now, okay? I've never been so ashamed." Elizabeth saw the little sister's crooked eyes, and begged hurriedly.

The pretty little girl gently squeezed her mouth to signal to the second sister that she would not speak, but after a while Elizabeth couldn't help it: "Maybe I should go to the apartment in the city for a few days. I really want to stay with the two guests Born to be at odds."

"Mary, why don't you talk?" Elizabeth hugged her little sister and smiled: "Please, just say something and help me ease the embarrassment."

Once Miss Bennet opened those two perfectly shaped lips, she often hit the nail on the head: "Mr. Darcy likes you, Lizzie. Were you just a tease?"

"God!" Elizabeth knew that she would be misunderstood, and even be regarded as a small means of flirting.

Only this morning she showed her admiration for Mr. William on the terrace, then Cousin Collins's repeated courtship at breakfast was like a curse, and finally she made that gesture to Mr. Darcy in the drawing room-if unfamiliar People will think that she is a frivolous and frivolous girl. She likes the feeling of being surrounded by men, and her methods are so clever that she can catch both rigid and old-fashioned priests and noble gentlemen.

The lady thought, at least Mr. Darcy must have misunderstood, and he might leave Netherfield immediately unbearable.Clearly she hoped that Mr. Darcy would stay away from her life rationally, but Elizabeth always had a strange feeling in her heart that some of this gentleman's habits were inexplicably familiar to her.For example, he doesn’t like to add sugar and milk when drinking tea, but prefers to make it thicker; for example, when he read a book last night, he had to read the back cover and appendix at the end before reading from the beginning...

In less than two days, Elizabeth inadvertently felt so familiar. If it wasn't for the certainty that Mrs. Darcy's gifted memory never had these things, Lizzie would have almost panicked.

"I really want to go out and hide for a while!" Elizabeth said to herself: "I have to sort out the reason first, I'm a little confused."

"Why? Are you running away, Lizzie?" Mary asked earnestly.

"Obviously, Mr. Darcy is in love with you. His eyes are like a loyal guard, and he can't leave you almost all the time. Lizzie, it's just that he is not very courteous, but his mood should be respected, don't you Think so? Lizzie, you're hesitating."

The little sister still doesn't know the confession that happened on the terrace in the early morning. Elizabeth does not lack the courage to face it, but her skin is not strong enough.

"...Dear Mary, this is a complicated matter, but I thought you might be willing to accompany me to London for a few days? In view of our cousin Collins, he may have made up his mind to find a Bennet Wife." Elizabeth said: "Jane is about to get engaged, once I leave the manor, then he will definitely shift his target to you."

When her sister recalled the unpleasant taste again, she retched a bit: "Your wisdom and books can only convince sensible people. I guarantee that Mr. Collins can't understand your sarcasm. You can't scare him away. And... I I think he should borrow the bathroom of the manor, no matter how complicated the lace on his neckline is, it can't stop some bad smells."

"Cousin Collins is very hairy.—so that's why you heard of Mr. Darcy?"

"My God, I didn't! I wasn't conscious at the time! No, how do you know Cousin Collins has a lot of hair?"

"I saw it." Mary looked at her sister, "We didn't see Mr. Darcy." Mr. Darcy is not like that, please rest assured.

"See?" Elizabeth exclaimed.

"Father is right. Mr. Collins is full of contradictions. His character is rigid and dissolute, slow but complacent." The little sister commented, frowning.

"debauchery?"

Fortunately, Mary explained the reason straightforwardly: "Mr. Collins is probably the only one who didn't notice the problem. After you left, he yelled and asked if you were unwell, and wanted to chase you over—maybe it was Mr. Darcy." The look in his eyes was a bit scary. Anyway, our nervous cousin sat down obediently. But don’t expect him to be quiet for long. After about 5 minutes, he complained that the fireplace in the lounge was too hot, the glass windows were too big, and the sunlight was too harsh , he was sweating."

"I was sweating, so I took off that decent Flack." Even Mary couldn't help curling her lips in disgust: "Can you imagine a priest wearing a white oriental silk underwear? All of us could easily see the black body hair under the silk from the open collar of Killai's vest, almost to the neck, no wonder he felt hot."

"He just wanted to show off that silk underwear—we've all heard a story about the top-quality silk from China, a wealthy businessman wore more than a dozen layers, and others could still see the moles on his body." Mary concluded.

"Okay, okay." Elizabeth didn't expect Cousin Collins to offer such an embarrassing follow-up.

There was already a drama in the lounge today, and Elizabeth confirmed that she had another reason to avoid the limelight.

"Lakasha." The lady rang the bell in her living room, "I have some things to do in the city, and you have to help me pack some things."

This strong body maid who is of half black slave blood has become Elizabeth's good helper. She has won the respect of the whole Netherfield with her loyalty and diligence. Rely on trusting her.

Mr. Darcy watched Mr. Collins with the caution of a rival, for the gentleman found that he had some gifts of his own which could never be equaled by the ostentatious clerk, who was not cheeky or stupid enough to cling to like Mr. Collins. .

The handsome gentleman has already prepared a plan to ask the lady for a walk in the afternoon, and he will tell whoever goes out with them at once.Georgiana is right. Only by abandoning the frank mistakes that are not afraid of losing face can you be forgiven, otherwise the longer the delay, the more problems will arise.Miss Lizzie is very sensitive, once she finds out the truth, Mr. Darcy is really afraid that she will take back all her friendship with 'Mr. William'...

But as soon as Miss Elizabeth appeared, Mr. Collins' figure approached.

Like now, "Dear cousin, I have something to say to you. Since you've always been so shy and timid, I think I need permission to confide in you as soon as possible. Can I talk to you alone?"

Mr. Collins said loudly that he was confidently waiting for the lady's approval.The gentleman seemed to be aware of Mr. Darcy's strangeness, and he cunningly decided to express his feelings at once: his cousin would definitely not refuse him.Assuming that she rejected him, as a well-bred lady, she would not be able to accept another gentleman's favor immediately, because it meant that the Bennet family would have to cut off contact if they wanted to completely offend him.Mr. Collins was certain that Mr. Bennet would never allow his daughters to treat a husband whom they owed.

Cousin Elizabeth would only accept him if she accepted; if she refused, he would be treated the same as Mr. Darcy.That's enough! ——Mr. Collins's mind is particularly good when it comes to vanity.He thought complacently that he could stand the insult of the girls' refusal, but Mr. Darcy could not.In the end, he will still marry a Bennet who fulfills Lady Catherine's expectations without offending Mr. Darcy and retains his decency.

No one expected him to speak so rudely and rashly in the drawing room without elders. Mr. Darcy's face was darkened with anger, which was very disrespectful to his lady.

Elizabeth's reddish cheeks paled immediately.She almost wanted to slap Collins loudly in the face. Such an indecent act made the servants in the drawing room look wrong.

"I am very busy, sir, and must go back to town at once." Restraining herself, Elizabeth said coldly, "Mr. Collins need not talk to me, as I have nothing to do with you. Thank you for your kind visit to Netherfield." Houyi, goodbye sir."

Mr. Darcy was not only robbed of the opportunity, but also seemed to have lost the opportunity to make a candid apology.Only saints could remain calm and sensible at this time, and not a young man in love like himself, so the poor gentleman offered inappropriately that he would escort the lady to London.

His cousin Collins, who is everywhere, heard it and immediately joined in, frowning, obviously dissatisfied with his cousin's last sentence: "Gentlemen shouldn't blame ladies for being cruel, because they like to do it, and often have to refuse It is more dignified and dignified. Dear cousin, you have already rejected me once, shouldn't you reject me a second time? After all, I am thinking about your safety!"

He muttered, "When the whole family is welcoming the guests, you suddenly go to London. This is too capricious. I really hope you change your temper."

Elizabeth glanced over coldly, "Thank you for your kindness, but the Bennet family can afford a servant."

After leaving this sentence, the young lady took her younger sister to leave the living room. They shouldn't be polite to say goodbye to these two uninvited guests.

Carrying two suitcases, Rakasha's fat body is like a wall, keeping all the annoying guests behind.

It wasn't until the spacious carriage bumped that Elizabeth let out a sigh of relief and said to her sister, "Okay, now I don't feel embarrassed or sorry at all."

"In order to avoid offending them again, I will avoid it while the two gentlemen are guests—I can take you to visit Tao Lisi and familiarize yourself with the environment in advance."

The conversation between the two ladies was diverted to other topics, for Mary said to her sister: "My dear Lizzie, I am not going to Taurice College, it is not very suitable for me. Compared with Taurice, Moody Library and Booth The library is more suitable for me, I am not in the mood to socialize, I just want to read more books I have never seen before..."

In Netherfield Manor, Mr. Darcy, who is always troubled, let out a sigh of relief. His mind is getting wider and wider, and now he no longer wastes time getting angry and annoyed by such things.

Mr. Gentleman thought bitterly: He could meet Miss Yue in London as Mr. William, and then tell the whole story in one go without interruption.He couldn't restrain his admiration, and it would be bad if it dragged on.

……

Although Darcy decided to take a break at the beginning, he needs to think more carefully before he can take action.But he didn't expect to be 'suspended' for such a long time. It's been a full year, and he hasn't found a chance to be honest about his identity.

Georgiana's eyes on her brother have changed from admiration and awe to indescribable words - the envelope that the brother asked her to write is full of ironed letter paper, except for the letters she also added, she guesses that the brother will leave his sister almost every week , and to Miss Lizzie, whom he admired.

Because of the current trend that unmarried men and women are not allowed to communicate with each other (unless they are engaged), in order not to damage Miss Lizzie's reputation, for the sake of insurance, Mr. Darcy will wrap the written letter with blank paper and glue it on the outside. On the white paper is the name and address of the recipient of the letter written by my sister.For a year, Georgiana saw that he could only correspond with Miss Lizzy under the false name of "Miss William", and now, with the growing admiration, her dear brother could no longer hide and endure.

Georgiana breathed a sigh of relief when she received her brother's letter.She finished writing the envelope, and put the page of the letter where her brother met Miss Jolicie into the envelope.After thinking about it, she took out another page and told the young lady that she was also in London.

After all, in addition to hoping that Miss Lizzie can become a sister-in-law, Georgiana also likes her very much, and the two girls have become good friends.Friends are so close, if they don't tell her indifferently, it would be too unrighteous and undeserved.

While Georgiana was happy for her brother, she smiled and set their meeting time on the second day after her brother apologized, hoping that Lizzie would not be too angry with him for the sake of her friend.Georgiana had heard her brother say that Miss Lizzie's little sister was about her own age, and therefore she could not help feeling soft toward little girls—Miss Darcy's little cunning was exceedingly lovely.

The last day of January was extraordinarily long, and Elizabeth had the same emotional ups and downs as when her mother gave birth to little Alexander.

As she enjoyed a deserted dinner with Mary, she said listlessly: "Now I'm starting to miss little Alexander, God, I may not see him again until next Sunday, this is too cruel! Mary, I shouldn't want to It must be hard for you to accompany me to the city."

The little sister replied calmly: "No! I want to go to the Moody Library tomorrow and the day after tomorrow, and then to the Booth Library in the next two days. There are also several small circulation libraries in London that are also very interesting. Books that I can’t find anywhere. Taking advantage of this half month, I have to make a list of books for the next half year at least, so as not to repeat the books you borrowed for me.”

She looked at the distressed second sister, and added mercifully: "I read to little Alex every day, and it's nothing to be away for two weeks. As long as I continue to read to him, Alex will soon be gone." Can remember who I am. Lizzie, by the way, I'll hang your portrait in his nursery when you return to College, and tell him it's his second sister."

"Thank you for your friendship!" said the older sister gruffly. "Alex is so young I'm sure he wouldn't recognize anyone but his mother."

"Don't you have a fortnight's schedule, and don't leave a little time for your poor sister?" Elizabeth complained.

"Except the library," said the sister, "nothing in London attracts me."

Then, in support of her determination to spend the fortnight with the library, Mary added: "Cousin Collins is a nuisance, but I have a way of dealing with him. Lizzie, you know, just give me an interesting book... ..."

Elizabeth covered her forehead without being ladylike, and said weakly for her: "As long as I give you a book, you can immerse yourself in it, and you can't hear the outside sound at all, right?"

"He's not going to pay attention to the sculpture," said Mary.

"You are clever, really!" The elder sister raised her hands in surrender: "We leave the carriage to you, as long as you bring the maid, you can date whichever library you want."

The little sister leaned over and pressed her fleshy soft lips to her elder sister's cheek as a comfort, and then she immediately flipped a page of the book propped up on the dining table—in a private space that does not need to abide by ladylike etiquette, Mary is willing to choose a light-hearted book to accompany her meals.

At this moment, "Miss Elizabeth, your letter." Lakasha knocked on the door of the restaurant and said outside.

Miss Elizabeth received the best compensation for all the troubles of the day: a letter from "Miss William".

Mr. William made an appointment to meet her at Chipside's confectionery in three days' time.He said that he was overjoyed, sincerely grateful for her friendship, and that a letter full of papers was not enough to express his love for the lady.What he suppressed and hid was almost painful, and the young lady's letter was like the holy light of redemption.

"Love is timidity, cowardice, and hesitation." Darcy analyzed himself, and he wrote romantically in the letter, "It makes me dare not confess to you, because I am afraid of the slightest irreversible possibility."

"Love is hot-headed, overcoming obstacles and never turning back," he said. "So I beg a chance of explanation and remedy, my lady."

The friendship that has been paid has been equally deeply rewarded.Elizabeth couldn't be happier. Although she was a little strange about the explanation and remedy Mr. William said at the end, her sweet feelings overwhelmed her. After thinking about it, she felt that what Mr. William said probably failed to reply to her letter in time.

'Suffering waiting in exchange for sweeter fruit. thought Elizabeth, 'Mr. William is too sweet to explain a trifle so carefully. '

Even though it was very late at night, Elizabeth's heart was still in turmoil.

She took all the letters Mr. William wrote to her with her, and now they covered the soft bed with the curtains down. Fit the process of falling in love.

At the beginning, she only regarded Mr. William as a fashionable "pen pal" across the century. In particular, Mr. William had a wide range of knowledge, and his letters were sometimes humorous, sometimes sharp, and he was a good communication partner; There is no intersection, and only one email is used to contact, which can be called safe.

But when letters were passed back and forth, Elizabeth really felt that this gentleman was the most secure person she had ever met, wise, sensitive, upright... countless beautiful words, he deserved it.Looking back at these letters now, I found a lot of exciting things, especially the occasional revealing of a bit of tough and arrogant brushstrokes to cover up shyness and embarrassment. The contrast is cute and sexy, which is really hard to resist.

Once a woman feels someone she can trust, it won't be long before she falls in love with him.And once a woman thinks that the opposite sex is cute, she has already fallen, and she may not know it yet. ——After falling in love, anyone can become a philosopher and poet, even a sane Miss Elizabeth is no exception.

The letter was brought by the servant from the mailbox they had been agreeing on.Elizabeth saw that Miss Anna's letter stated her address in London, and thought that she should not hide it, so she simply wrote down the address of her apartment when replying to the letter, and directly ordered the servant to deliver it to Miss Anna's residence. go.

Along with it, there are also various delicacies that cannot be tasted in Ming-style dessert shops for the time being.The two ladies had a good understanding and did not plan to meet in advance.

Miss Elizabeth already has the consciousness of being a friend's sister-in-law, so she will give Anna the same as she takes care of Mary.

……

"Honey, can you help me pick out a necklace?" Miss begged her little sister who was reading carefully, "I don't think it's suitable. I think I should go to the store to buy a new one while I have time."

"You have so many pieces." Mary stroked the two rows of jewelry boxes with her hand, "At least half of them have not been brought, usually you are always reluctant to hang things around your neck, saying that it is like a horse's bridle - now you still have to buy A new one, knowing that it won’t be used?”

She already knew that Lizzie was in love with a mysterious Mr. William. Mary shook her head and pressed the back of her hand to her sister's forehead: "If you hadn't told me that Mr. William was an investor in Hatfield Highway, I would have thought you Lizzie, since we came to the city, you have become as stupid as Jane, no, more stupid than her."

"Love is terrible, even the smartest lady will become a fool!" The little girl commented old-fashionedly.

Elizabeth tapped her little head: "Jane is stupid, and so am I. Next, it's your turn! The smarter you are, the more stupid you are. I'll wait and see how stupid you will be!"

Miss Mary was very disdainful. While picking out a necklace for her sister, she said: "Unless he has a library as big as the library of the British Museum, no matter how handsome and rich Mr. Ren is, he has no chance of being loved by me."

Her sister shrugged. "The library of the British Academy? Not even the princes. The Bennets are going to have an old maid!"

"The princes can accommodate, because their wives can enter the library of the British Museum without hindrance..."

While laughing and laughing, the ladies carefully prepared for Elizabeth's first date the day after tomorrow.

At the same time, Mr. Darcy collapsed into the armchair in the guest room in a state of dismay and exhaustion.

His hair was messy, and his body was covered with white fur, yellow-green grass clippings, and black dirt.Even his handsome face was covered with dust, and there were two red scratches - it was accidentally scratched by a ram's horn.

All that happened to Mr. Darcy is thanks to dear Miss Lizzie, who took away the only Miss Mary who could recognize all the lambs.

Without the helper of little Mary, Mr. Bennet had no choice but to put into action his second daughter’s previous proposal: tie a cloth strip with a message on each lamb, and different groups of lambs can use cloth strips of different colors .

It's a good idea, especially if it comes from the beloved lady.Mr. Darcy must spare no effort to help his future father-in-law.

The first step is very simple, you only need to write down the situation of the lamb on the cut cloth, which is clearly recorded in Mary's book.Mr. Darcy not only completed his work beautifully, but also diligently helped Mr. Bennet sharpen his blunt quill, which successfully improved the favorability of his future father-in-law.

But the following work has become the most inefficient and failed work experience in the noble gentleman's 20-year career: the soft lambs are extremely disobedient, none of them can honestly let the cloth strips and their own Hair tied together.Mr. Darcy was in a hurry, and the lamb was bleating and struggling endlessly in his arms.The parents of the lambs came to watch from time to time, and one ram even took Mr. Darcy's hair and chewed it.

Mr. Bennet worked "poof" and "poof", much faster than Mr. Darcy.

If you want to marry someone else's daughter, you have to work for your father-in-law-this is the truth written in the Bible, what else can Mr. Darcy do?

Although his hands for holding a sword, using a gun, and holding a pen are a bit clumsy, his serious attitude has won the approval of "father-in-law": Mr. Bennet said that he is tied very firmly, no wonder the lambs will bleat for mercy —Let’s just take it as a compliment.

Fortunately, the hard-working brother has a considerate and thoughtful sister. Georgiana sent someone to deliver several suits the next day, and bought a pot of bright roses from a florist at a high price, just waiting for the day of the date Let my brother hinge it off and give it to Miss Lizzie.

This pot of flowers was carefully removed from the carriage by the servants, causing the elder brother-in-law Mr. George, who had just arrived at Netherfield Manor, to look at it several times.

Mr. Darcy felt that the future was bright, and he intended to establish a good relationship with his brother-in-law, "This is probably a flower that was cultivated in a warm room, and it was encountered by my sister by chance. If you want to send flowers to Miss Jane, I write Letter to Georgiana..."

Mr. George, with a strange face, shook his head and thanked him for his kindness.

When two lovers are deliberately left alone, Mr. George said to dear Jane: "I have grown a dozen pots of early blooming flowers in my nursery, and the best seven pots will be sent to Netherfield to decorate your room." —I think it's time for a moment, Mr. Darcy has bought a pot somehow, and it looks like he's going to give it to Lizzie? Did you just say he admired Lizzie?"

Mr. Seed Merchant is a little guilty, this potted flower costs twenty pounds, who would have guessed that it might be tricked into the future brother-in-law?

Jane didn't know such a coincidence: "It was for Lizzie. Dad said that Mr. Darcy would visit Lizzie in the city tomorrow and talk to her. But whether Lizzie will accept him, no one can say for sure." Jane thought, probably not, Lizzie had obviously fallen in love with that Mr. William, and Miss Bennet didn't expect that such a fate would be planted in the masquerade ball a long time ago.

The date is at noon when the sun is at its best, and the dessert shop is relatively quiet at this time, which is suitable for gentlemen and ladies to exchange their hearts.

At ten o'clock, Elizabeth had already dressed. She was sitting at the round table, and while she was passing the time, she was trying to guess Mr. William's appearance.

'It doesn't matter what it looks like. The young lady thought to herself, at least the small half of the face shown at the masquerade ball meant that the husband would not be too ugly.She cleaned the incense ash with a small brush, smelled the elegant aroma and suddenly said to herself, "As long as it doesn't smell bad."

"Miss Elizabeth!" The maid in charge of bringing new snacks to Anna ran in in a panic every day: "Miss Anna is gone! The servants in her villa are all in chaos, and the housekeeper said that there is no trace of Miss Anna anywhere!"

"What!" Elizabeth's beloved censer fell to the carpet, "Why not? Anna won't run out by herself!"

"There was Mrs. Young, who used to be Miss Anna's housekeeper, but she left for some reason... This lady happened to be in London at the moment. She sent a letter to Miss Anna, begging Miss Anna to visit her. Mrs. Young was ill. , Miss Anna visited once two days ago, and visited her again today, who knows..."

The maid hurriedly said: "Miss Anna's personal maid was knocked out in the hotel, and both Miss and Mrs. Young disappeared."

Elizabeth almost guessed what was going on as soon as she heard it. She didn't care about the name "Mrs. Younger", and quickly asked, "Which hotel did you disappear from? Is there a car dealership nearby?"

Thank goodness, the hotel was near Chipside, the street Elizabeth knew best and was most sure of.

About half an hour later, Elizabeth's fledgling assistants sent back a message: with the wife who kidnapped Miss Anna, there was also a young gentleman, and they rented a car from Jared's car dealership. The carriage, the carriage has just returned from a stagecoach hotel.The renter has settled the charges.

broken!

Elizabeth no longer cared about waiting for Mr. William, she immediately changed into the maid's clothes, and went straight to the hotel with four or five strong women from Lakasha.Elizabeth was very flustered. She kept counting the time in her heart, lest it would be too late.

The hotel was empty, the owner leaned against the door and dozed off, Lakasha pushed him away, and Elizabeth and several assistants ran upstairs quickly.The fat man was about to call, but the dark-skinned female assistant who stayed behind to guard the door had already withdrawn twenty pounds, and patted the boss's shoulder lightly with a palm thicker than a Bible, signaling him to keep quiet.

This hotel is small and shabby. As soon as I went up to the second floor, I heard crackling and whining from the room facing the stairs.

Elizabeth's face turned pale, she held the revolver gun in her hand, and said in a deep voice, "Lakasha, open the door!"

... Mr. Darcy who was sweating profusely and taught others, Mr. Wickham who was kicked and kicked to hide his head, Mrs. Young who was crying in a corner, and the one who passed out on the bed but was completely dressed Miss Georgiana.

look at each other.

silence.

After a while, Miss Elizabeth raised the corners of her lips and said slowly, "No wonder! Mrs. Young—Mr. William, Miss Anna, hometown Derbyshire, big manor, road..."

"Mr. Fitzwilliam Darcy is Mr. William!"

"Fine, that's great! You're making fun of me!"

"Lizzie, please listen to my explanation!" Mr. Darcy hurried forward to grab the excited lady.

Wickham backed away in a hurry, and when Mr. Darcy blocked the door, he ran towards the unconscious Miss Darcy.

A cold light flashed in Elizabeth's eyes, and she raised her hand to hook the trigger, and the projectile hit Wickham's sole. The lady smiled coldly, "Why are you running?"

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Mr. Darcy, all messed up and sweating: where are my roses?

Lizzie: Where's my gun!

Note: "Holai": The three goddesses of timing in Greek mythology.

The Library of the British Museum: the library of the British Museum.The predecessor of the British Library, established in 1753.