[Comprehensive Book] A Rose for Catherine

The following things were logical. Both Mr. Bingley and Caroline strongly invited Jane to stay, saying that it was too rainy and it was inconvenient to go back.

Sitting by the warm fireplace, Catherine thought to herself, didn't you also come back from the rain?But seeing Jane's shy eyes, Catherine tried hard to swallow the words.

Elizabeth sat in Catherine's room for a quarter of an hour before going to sleep.

"Kitty, you don't seem very interested." She looked at Catherine with some concern.She had just come back from Jane's room, and when Jane told her how kind and friendly her friend Caroline was, she was a little disapproving, but she didn't say anything to spoil the fun after all, considering Jane.

Catherine blinked in surprise: "No, it's just that I don't feel comfortable at home, and the gloomy rainy day makes me upset." She was indeed a little worried about Jane's unguarded trust in the two sisters Bingley, but It's too far to think about those right now, and it will only make Jane, who was not active enough in the first place, have many concerns about this relationship.So Catherine thought about waiting for the marriage to be finalized before looking at the situation at that time.

A marriage that can satisfy everyone is too rare, and most of the time everyone can only settle for the second best.

She said "Puchi" and laughed, "I thought you would be uncomfortable. I think Mr. Darcy seems to be very concerned about you. He even invited you to dance at the Meryton Ball a few days ago!"

Catherine looked at her narrowly.

Elizabeth replied without hesitation: "It was Sir Lucas who insisted on introducing me to him as a partner. I really shouldn't have gone there!"

"So you turned him down," Catherine added of the episode's ending.

"Of course. I don't want to give face. It's not for myself." Elizabeth said without hesitation. She thought of Mr. Darcy's invitation to the ball that night, and the expression on her face couldn't help being as if she had seen a ghost.

In her eyes, Darcy has been labeled as "arrogant" and "defiant", and the impression is difficult to change for a while.

Catherine thought about it: "He has a crush on you."

Elizabeth squealed in disbelief: "Kitty, don't you scare me! That's scarier than a gothic novel. He's just being polite."

Catherine laughed: "Okay, maybe I'm overthinking it." But she couldn't help thinking, isn't Mr. Darcy generally recognized as rude in Longbourne?Elizabeth said this out of politeness... that's funny.

On the contrary, Catherine is looking forward to the next performance of that Mr. Darcy - if he can impress the heart of her intelligent and beautiful second sister, it is also a good choice.But she was selfish and didn't want her sisters to get married so soon.

She was in a conflicted mood, which kept her from falling asleep for several hours. She wrapped herself in the quilt in pain and rolled around on the bed, rubbed her eyes and got up, and went to the window to blow the cold wind for a while.The rain hadn't stopped yet, and the wind wrapped in the rain and blew onto her face, making her face icy cold.By the moonlight, she looked at the time on the white enamel pocket watch, it was almost two o'clock in the evening.

Catherine was even more drowsy after blowing the wind. She let out a breath, and was about to conceive a new chapter of the novel she was going to write next.

The title of her new novel was finally finalized as "The Rose in the Wind". Meryl, a smart and beautiful young Irish girl, came to London alone to make a living. Didn't find a decent job and ended up having to move into a street full of prostitutes and pimps.

The glamorous and mysterious neighbor Mrs. Grace's house often comes in and out of fashionable men. Out of curiosity, Meryl approaches the charming Mrs. Grace, and gradually learns that she was bought by her mother for a pound at the age of 13. Price sold to a pimp's tragic past, and she couldn't help but feel pity for her, but she didn't realize that the conspiracy behind this pity quickly swallowed her-she became a guest of Grace without knowing it. The mistress, she tried to convince herself that it was love, has since stepped into the shadow of luxury London. ①

But soon, one guest could no longer support the vanity fed by her fine clothes and jewelry. Under the guidance of Mrs. Grace, Meryl quickly received the second guest...

Catherine thought about her story for a while, and suddenly heard a burst of hurried and messy footsteps from the corridor outside the door, followed by the light of candles coming in through the crack of the door, and the sound of clinking cups and dishes in the night. It sounded in the inside, and there seemed to be small voices.

She opened the door, and a maid walked towards the inner room with hot water and towels, moving very gently so as not to wake up the other guests.

"What's wrong?" Catherine asked softly.

"Did I bother you?" The maid showed an apologetic and flustered expression, and hurriedly explained, "Miss Jane just had a fever, and Mr. Bingley has sent for Dr. Jones."②

Catherine became worried when she heard this, and the worst happened. She didn't care about anything: "I'll go and see."

She rushed into Jane's room one step ahead of the maid, and the candle was lit again, mixed with the hazy moonlight. Jane's face was flushed, and she was not very conscious. Caroline stood by the bed and frowned, I was dissatisfied with being woken up from my good dream, and had to show my master's good temper and demeanor.

Catherine touched Jane's forehead, and it was hot, probably caused by the rain."Is Dr. Jones here?" she asked.

Dr. Jones was the only doctor in the town of Meryton. He lived far away from Netherfield, but at this time he couldn't care less about being rude when he came to the door in the middle of the night.Although it was still raining outside, Catherine hoped that the doctor would come sooner.

Elizabeth was a light sleeper. Her room was next to Jane's. She woke up quickly after such a big commotion. As soon as she heard about Jane's situation, she immediately ran to Jane's bedside.

Jane recognized them both, and called vaguely, "Lizzie, Kitty..."

Catherine took her cold hand.

It wasn't until the middle of the night that Dr. Jones came to show Jane in a hurry, and told them to take good care of her.The crowd dispersed, and Caroline couldn't wait to go back to her room to sleep, and urged Mr. Bingley, who was sitting in the living room, to go back to the room early.

Netherfield's servants are well-trained, and their movements do not disturb others, and they sleep until dawn.

The morning sun rose and the rain finally stopped.

Catherine sat by Jane's side all night. After confirming that her temperature had dropped, she changed to Elizabeth and went back to her room to catch up on sleep.

——She can finally fall asleep now.

When she woke up, it was almost eleven o'clock, the maid brought her breakfast, and Elizabeth also came in, and she said jokingly: "Kitty, I don't know when that Mr. Knightley has such a good relationship with you." La!"

Catherine looked at her in bewilderment.

Elizabeth said: "Honey, you know it's past breakfast time. Miss Bingley wanted to wake you up for breakfast. It was Mr. Knightley who said that you had nursed Jane for half the night and now you need to sleep. Don't wake you up." .He suggested that Miss Bingley save a breakfast for you to use when you woke up."

Catherine spread strawberry jam all over the bread slices, and said disapprovingly: "Lizzie, it's just because he is a kind and thoughtful gentleman, not your fantasy friendship. I have only met him a few times and said a few times what about?"

Elizabeth blinked slyly: "Maybe in the future, after all, I think he is a gentleman who can't meet your standards."

Catherine smiled slightly: "Mr. Darcy is also a son-in-law who meets the mother's standard."

Elizabeth then fell silent.

Because of Jane's sudden illness, it was inconvenient to leave, and she wanted the company of her sisters, so the three sisters had to be guests in Netherfield for a period of time.Caroline sent a letter to the Bennet family, and asked the messenger to bring some of the daily clothes of the Bennet girls.

Of course, by the way, the coachman drove Dr. Bright's carriage back. Catherine repeatedly expressed her apologies in the message, and then received a message from Dr. Bright saying that he didn't mind, and that he might have to bother for a while, Ben. Mrs. Nutt's symptoms were rare, which aroused his great interest, and he had a tendency to not stop until she was cured.

As for Mrs. Bennet, she didn't take Jane's illness seriously. Instead, she hoped that she would live longer in Netherfield, complained to the rest of the family about Elizabeth and Catherine's ignorance, and said angrily that they would delay Jane. good marriage.She was angry for a while, and because no one was in front of her, she calmed down after a few curses, and asked about Dr. Bright's family situation and income affectionately.

On Netherfield’s side, Catherine picked out a French novel and read it to Jane in a low voice. Elizabeth occasionally expressed her opinion, and the two sisters Bingley also came to accompany her. Jane was grateful and guilty. I must try to avoid getting sick, and I am critical of Catherine's French pronunciation.

They said again: "Miss Kitty, your tutor's French level is far inferior to the one in London. Why don't you hire a tutor with a higher level?"

Catherine closed the page and said, "Our family has never hired a tutor."

The two sisters, Bingley, were even more surprised. Under the surprise, there was a faint sense of condescending disdain and superiority.

They told a little more about their time at a private girls' school in London, how the private school fees were high, how the teachers were well behaved, and how they made friends with the ladies.Catherine listened to a few perfunctory words with no interest, thinking that such a good teacher didn't teach you anything, she ignored them, and they made fun of themselves, so they just sat dry and left Jane's room.

After sending them away, Catherine leaned back in her chair, her whole body relaxed, and she breathed a sigh of relief.

"God, they are just the signs of that girls' school in London. Ten words and five words are inseparable from the good education they received in the school."

Elizabeth laughed.

Jane also said: "They are really happy that they have been educated in a private girls' school." She didn't know that school, nor did she understand the show-off mood of the Bingley sisters, only that they were too enthusiastic about the school.

"Forget it, don't mention them, let's talk about other things!" Catherine waved her hand.

Jane's spirits improved a little, but her illness did not subside. Lying on the bed, she only showed a beautiful pale face. The sisters said something from their hearts, and Jane felt exhausted again, and fell into a drowsy sleep.

"I hope you get well soon!" Catherine said softly.