[Comprehensive Book] A Rose for Catherine

"Good day."

Elizabeth reacted first, and Catherine hurriedly greeted her.

Knightley found that the eloquent girl at the dance two days ago seemed to be in a low mood today.

"Miss Kitty, you look out of sorts?"

Catherine is not a person who is very good at hiding her emotions, otherwise she would not speak back at the ball.But in the face of a stranger's inquiry, she didn't have the habit of revealing her thoughts.

She bowed her head gently: "Mr. Knightley, everyone is not in a high mood all the time. I'm just not that excited today. Besides, we've only met once. How do you know whether I'm happy or sad compared to usual Woolen cloth?"

Her tone was lively and playful, and even the resistive words like "we don't know each other that well" made it difficult for people to feel disgusted.

Knightley couldn't help but think of a good friend.

"Miss Kitty, your way of speaking has something in common with a friend of mine. If you meet by chance, you will probably become close friends."

"Then look forward to the day when God will bring this fate to the world." Catherine smiled and brought up this topic, "I still have something to do with Lizzie, so I won't bother you."

They have to get back as soon as possible.

The two young girls walked away.Darcy withdrew his gaze from Elizabeth's face. He wanted to prove that what he said that night was objective from Elizabeth's every move, but today's unexpected meeting made him discover that Elizabeth has a pair of beautiful eyes.

The eyes of several Bennet girls are not bad, and Elizabeth's eyes are particularly outstanding among them.

"The ladies in the Bennet family are as interesting as Mr. Bennet." Knightley affirmed the girls sincerely.

Darcy glanced at him when he heard this, thinking that his ladies might be referring to a certain one, the one who made him lose face in public.

But he didn't take it to heart, he never cared what others thought of him.

"They may be funny, but a lady isn't funny if she has nothing else to offer."

He doesn't have a good impression of the Bennet family, especially Mrs. Bennet's various behaviors have deepened his dislike for the Bennet family.

Charles and Jane only met once, and Mrs. Bennet made a big announcement that Mr. Bingley would propose to her eldest daughter.It was hard for Darcy to change his mind.

Knightley heard what he meant, but he disagreed: "Darcy, it is completely unobjective to judge a person from one's family environment."

"A man and his family environment have never been inseparable." Darcy insisted on his views.

"If you must think so, I have to take the liberty of exposing your scars. Think of Mr. Wickham, who grew up in circumstances not inferior to yours."

Darcy was silent for a while because of this example, "I didn't completely deny a person because of their dishonorable background, but when evaluating a person, he has to consider his family."

They had a great disagreement on this point of view, and they did not discuss it in depth.When they returned to Netherfield from their walk, Mrs. Bennet was sitting in the drawing-room with some ladies.

Caroline entertained the Bennet ladies in hostess fashion, warm and thoughtful, but uncomfortable with too much deliberate warmth.

Bingley was sitting on the sofa covered with floating brocade upholstery, his ears were reddish, showing a shy and cautious look, and he couldn't help but glance at Jane.

Catherine happened to be sitting next to Jane, and she could almost feel his earnest gaze.

Are young men and women all so passionate when they fall in love?She couldn't help thinking wildly.It made her feel like sitting here was a vicious witch blocking Jane's path to true love.She tapped annoyedly on the rosewood armchair.

Mrs. Bennet was talking about the country style of Longbourn, boasting that if the two ladies of Netherfield would go out and walk about, they couldn't help loving every aspect of Longbourn.

Caroline believed that she was educated in an upper-class school in London, and she was far more respectable than the country people like Longbourne, so she pretended to be elegant and gently put down her teacup: "You are right, the scenery of Longbourn is indeed attractive. , but it is unavoidably dull compared with London. Its roads are not as wide as London—it cannot even accommodate two carriages at the same time."

As soon as Knightley and Darcy came in, they heard Caroline's final voice, and raised it slightly, hiding their contempt for people like Longbourne.

But the first thing that attracted Knightley's attention was not Caroline, who was loudly showing off her knowledge, but Catherine, who lowered her head and studied the pattern of the rosewood chair below her.There was a faint bored expression on her face, and the conversation in the living room obviously did not interest her.

Her long, soft brown hair was fluffed behind her head, and a cluster of broken hair was tied into her ears, revealing a delicate white swan neck.The delicateness of the girl and the indifference that does not match the age are wonderfully mixed together, blending a special charm.This Miss Catherine always reminded him involuntarily of his lovely pen pal, perhaps older than Catherine, who lived with her family in London and liked to write by a warm fire.

Knightley respects the privacy of his friends, and he will never inquire unless Miss Pen Pal brings it up.This is also a big reason why their anonymous friendship lasted two years or more.

But they are still different.

Lydia picked up Caroline's words, she was the youngest, and she inherited half of Mrs. Bennet's character, she would not modify the wording like her sisters, and said directly: "Miss Bingley, if you think the road is not enough Roomy enough to drive your carriage on the main road back to London, Longbourn needs a carriage much less than London, and we don't need such a wide road. Besides, why must it be side by side with another carriage?"

Caroline's complacent expression froze for a moment.

Catherine couldn't help but secretly smiled, realizing that this was a very rude behavior, she immediately stopped the smile.

Out of the corner of Knightley's eye he didn't miss the fleeting smile.

He couldn't help smiling.

The servant hung his and Darcy's coats on the hangers.A fire was already burning in the fireplace, and although it was not yet winter, the chill in the London country manor could only be dispelled by a warm fire.

Bentley got up: "Darcy, Knightley, you are back."

The servants brought velvet upholstered chairs for the gentlemen, and placed them beside Bingley, just opposite to the ladies.

"How's it going outside?" Bingley asked casually.

"The weather is fine, you should go out for a walk." Darcy took the words lightly.

Bingley immediately turned to Jane with the next sentence: "Miss Bennet, was the weather also sunny when you came?"

Now everyone found that he was trying his best to talk to Jane.Catherine couldn't help but looked at Jane teasingly. She was always dignified, gentle and generous in front of outsiders, but at this moment she couldn't help but her cheeks were slightly flushed.

Jane said softly: "Yes, the weather has been fine today."

The topic gradually revolved around the young man and woman, and Mrs. Bennet was happy to see it. Caroline, who was ridiculed by Lydia's words, was immediately forgotten by everyone.

Naturally, Catherine was not willing to disturb her sister's upcoming good affairs. Even out of the prejudice of a younger sister, she felt that Mr. Bingley had a fly in the ointment, and Jane deserved a better person. According to secular standards, between Mr. Bingley and Jane, Jane was a rival.

She cannot change the worldly perception.

She could only continue to study the carved rice spikes and fruit patterns on the chair, hoping that the torture of this "visit" would end soon.

"It's made of rosewood." Knightley moved to the chair near her at some point, saw that she was keeping her eyes on the furniture, and said.

Catherine didn't know how to distinguish good or bad furniture materials, so she could only nod her head to show that she accepted this popular science knowledge.

"The furniture in Netherfield is very fine and beautiful, which is rare in Longbourn."

She made a common perfunctory compliment.

Caroline took the initiative to use it, and she couldn't help saying: "I picked these furniture by myself, Miss Kitty, you have a good eye."

Caroline turned a corner and boasted about herself, showing her unshakable status in Netherfield, and invited the Bennet family to stay for dinner as a hostess.

She gets the show, but Mr. Bingley has to find a chance to talk to Jane again.He wished he could appear in front of Jane all the time, with eager eyes, Elizabeth suspected that he would hold Jane's hand and propose in public the next moment.

Catherine thought blankly that she would rather go home and eat boiled eggs.The time to go home was delayed again, and she finally couldn't sit still and asked to take a walk outside. ①

"I will go with you, Miss Kitty," said Mr. Knightley.

Mrs. Hurst said in surprise, "Didn't you just come back from outside?"

"Yes, but a walk is an infallible thing anyway," Knightley answered her.

Elizabeth was afraid that her sister would be in trouble, and she was not used to getting along with a strange young man, so she offered to propose: "Then Kitty, you definitely don't mind taking me with you."

Bingley also immediately took the opportunity to ask Jane to go for a walk.

Mrs. Bennet smiled and said, "Oh, go, my daughter, you'll have a nice talk."

Jane accepted the invitation gracefully.

Catherine's vision of walking alone turned into a group of people in less than 2 minutes.

At this time, Caroline Pingpin Tingting came over, holding a book in her hand, and said in surprise: "Are you going out? I wanted to share with you a book I recently read. Young ladies in London It's all the rage to read it lately."

When Catherine heard the words, she looked over subconsciously, wondering what books were popular in London recently, so she could think about adding some fashionable elements to the new story to ensure that the new book would not be uninterested.

Then she froze.

What Miss Bingley was holding in her hand was the book "A Marriage of Thirty Thousand Pounds" that she had published years ago. ②

She looked back as if nothing had happened.