[Pride and Prejudice] I don't understand at all

While Mrs. Phillips was measuring this stranger, Catherine spoke of another.

"Aunt Philip, do you know Mr. Wickham?" Catherine couldn't help asking.

Dabai glanced at Catherine, why hasn't she forgotten that little boy just now!

"Mr. Wickham?" Mrs. Philip frowned, seeming to be thinking of something, "that gentleman, I know."

Mrs. Bennet didn't stop her daughter, because she thought that the son-in-law of an officer was actually pretty good, so she was happy to see her daughter ask this question.

"The gentleman you speak of has just been brought over from London by Mr. Denny, and he is going to take up a lieutenant's duty in the county of-and-so."

Catherine was terribly excited to hear Mrs. Phillips say that, so I could see Wickham often.

It is said that one day when he was just walking up and down the street, she once looked at him for a whole hour.The young man looked very energetic.

"That's right, so he has a fiancee?" Mrs. Bennet was very happy, thinking that her daughter Catherine had a good vision.

"I haven't heard of this, but it probably isn't." Mrs. Philip was not sure.

"That's really great." Catherine said happily.

"..."==This taste is really not the same as mine. I still like men with average looks, such as Mr. Darcy...Although he looks a bit mean (by mistake), he is loyal. (error)……

Catherine and Mrs. Philip were having a good time chatting, and if Mr. Wickham passed by at this time, Catherine must go and chat with him for a while; unfortunately, except for a few officers, no one passed through the window at all, and These officers, compared with Mr. Wickham, were "dumb and nasty fellows."

"Oh, there is good news." Mrs. Philip smiled mysteriously.

"What?" Catherine asked nervously.

"Several officers are coming to dinner tomorrow."

"Is Mr. Wickham coming?"

"If I can come from Longbourne tomorrow night, I will ask my husband to visit Mr. Wickham once and ask him to come too." Mrs. Philips laughed.

They were all assented; and Mrs. Philips said they would have a lively and amusing lottery game to-morrow, to be followed by supper.

The thought of tomorrow's merry-go-round was so exciting, that it was a joyous parting for all.

Of course Mr. Collins is not very happy, because ... talking about Mr. Wickham, he becomes ... the background.

Although he was not very happy, Ke Silin thanked him again and again when he walked out the door, and the host also politely asked him not to be too polite.

On the way home, Dabai told others about the scene between the two gentlemen that he had just witnessed with his own eyes.

If there had been any feud between them, Jane would have defended one of them, or both, though she was as utterly ignorant of the matter as her sister.

Lydia curled her lips and looked at Catherine, but she still didn't tell what she knew.

Catherine's appearance, even if she told the other party that Wickham is a gambler who likes to play with women's feelings and defraud women of their money, Catherine probably wouldn't believe it, and she had no interest in being a bad person.

Let Catherine take a good loss and change her nympho.

Mr. Collins, upon his return, lavished compliments on Mrs. Philip's hospitality, to Mrs. Bennet's satisfaction.

Collins said that he had never seen a more elegant woman in his life than Lady Catherine and her daughter; dinner.

This, he thought, was in some measure due to his kinship with them.But it was the first time in his life that he had encountered such hospitality.

Mrs. Bennet was very happy to be told by Ke Silin. In the evening, she specially took the snack made by Lydia to entertain Ke Silin.

"What is this? I've never eaten it before. It's so delicious." Ke Silin said intoxicated.

"It's just something to do in your spare time, nothing." Lydia laughed.

"My cousin is really amazing to be able to make such delicious food in my spare time." Ke Silin praised without showing any signs of embarrassment.

Lydia just smiled at this, she didn't need the praise of a clown like Koslin.

The next day the young ladies had put on their beautiful clothes and were ready to go, but Coslin, who had been neglected yesterday, said to Mrs. Bennett that she would not go by herself and chatted with Master Bennett at home.

When Master Bennet heard this, he quickly stopped Ke Silin's thoughts.

"No, no, no, my good nephew, what are you talking about with an old man like me when you stay at home, you'd better go chat with the ladies!" Under the persuasion of Master Bennett, Ke Silin thought for a while and decided went.

So he and his five cousins ​​arrived in Meryton on time in a carriage.

Although Lydia was a little reluctant, but thinking that she might meet Mr. Darcy, Bian followed suit.

As soon as the ladies entered the drawing-room, Catherine was delighted to learn that Mr. Wickham had accepted their uncle's invitation, and had arrived.

Everyone entered the room and sat down.Mr. Collins looked around at his leisure, and looked up at everything; the size of the room and the furniture filled him with admiration, but . . .

Tsk tsk tsk, this place... can only be that lady's summer dining room in Rosings.

The parable did not at first please the master very much, but then Mrs. Philips found out what Rosings was and who owned it, and heard him speak of a drawing in one of Lady Catherine's drawing-rooms. As it turned out, a mantelpiece alone cost eight hundred pounds, and she realized how flattering his comparison was, and she did not object to comparing her house to the room of Rosings's housekeeper, Granny.

Collins, while telling of Lady Catherine and the splendor of her mansion, occasionally interspersed with a few words, boasting of his own modest abode, which was in the process of being furnished and improved, and went on and on with his own amusement. Until the gentlemen come in.

"Look at Mary, that's Mr. Wickham!" Catherine stepped on her feet and immediately found Mr. Wickham. Although she wanted to talk to Dabai, Dabai would say that Mr. Wickham was unreliable and told her not to get close to him, while Jane... ...She could talk to Mr. Bingley right away, and Lydia's eyes... always made me not like it, so...she could only talk to Mary.

"That's it?" Mary's eyes widened.

"It's really handsome!"

At last the waiting time was over, and the gentlemen arrived.

Catherine felt, as soon as Mr. Wickham came in, that she had been right in loving him, either when she had seen him last, or when she had thought of him since the last time they had seen him.

Mr. Wickham is far superior to them in terms of character, appearance, demeanor and status, just as they are far superior to that uncle...Look at that fat uncle with a big ear and a big belly. Smelling of wine, he followed them into the house.

"This is not Miss Elizabeth. It's been a long time." Seeing Dabai, Mr. Wickham walked over with a smile.

"..." Dabai didn't realize it for a while, was he talking to me? !

"Miss Elizabeth?" Mr. Wickham laughed gently.

"What's the matter?" Dabai asked blankly, ignoring Catherine who was itching her teeth in anger.

"How is the weather today, Miss Elizabeth?"

"What?" Dabai looked at Wickham's expression like he was looking at a fool, didn't this guy want to strike up a conversation? !

The topic of the weather... a little embarrassing, okay?

"Normal." Dabai had no feelings for Wickham, so he couldn't save face.

Wickham was a little embarrassed for a moment, but when he thought of being able to respond to Mr. Darcy, he immediately returned to smiling.

"Really? I think it's normal too." Mr. Wickham agrees.

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