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

And Mr. Collins was reduced to insignificance when confronted with such formidable rivals as Mr. Wickham and the officers.He was nothing in the eyes of the ladies, but good Mrs. Phillips sometimes listened to him talk about the Lord, and she was very careful to serve him coffee and muffins as much as possible.

When the tables were set, Collins sat down to play whist, and at last had a chance of repaying her kindness.

He said: "I don't really know anything about this stuff, but I'd like to learn it, in my position-" Mrs. Phillips was grateful for his kindness, but she didn't want to hear him talk about his status. .

"Miss Elizabeth, are you interested in playing whist?" Wickham invited.

"Okay." Dabai replied very simply, although she had been miserable before, but... this game, since she started... never lost at all.

Wickham invited the other ladies to play cards at the table, between Elizabeth and Catherine.

"Isn't it interesting to play games without betting?" Dabai looked at Wickham and said casually.

"What does Miss Elizabeth mean?" Wickham raised his eyebrows, looking handsome.

"Is it a little gambling?"

"Of course, I don't know what the other ladies mean?" Wickham asked the others.

When the ladies saw Wickham's handsome face, those who refused to agree agreed one after another.

Then the game started...

Half an hour later... Comrade Wickham began to sweat.

"Miss Elizabeth, do I have no money?" Wickham, who had been losing all the time, smiled a bit reluctantly.

"That's just right, I don't want to play anymore." Dabai said straightforwardly.

Hearing the words, Wickham felt that there was something interesting, and said, "Why don't you go out for a walk?"

"My sister doesn't like to go out." Catherine said hastily.

"If Mr. Wickham wants to go out for a walk, why don't I accompany you!" He said, looking at Wickham a little shyly.

"..." Wickham ==

Mr. Wickham thought about it, and seeing that Elizabeth had no intention of going out, he resolutely rejected Catherine's idea of ​​going out.

They started chatting, but it didn't go well at first, because Catherine was a full-fledged talker, and it was difficult for Wickham to strike up a conversation with Dabai.

Judging from this momentum, Wickham should not do anything to Catherine.

Dabai was very satisfied, because although Wickham concealed it well, he could still feel that he didn't like Catherine that much.

While chatting with Catherine, Mr. Wickham calmly winked at Dabai.

"..."==This carrot is really a playful one.

The conversation suddenly came to Mr. Darcy, and afterwards, unexpectedly, Mr. Wickham took up the subject of his own accord.

Mr. Wickham asked how far Netherfield was from Meryton.

After Dabai answered him, he asked hesitantly how long Mr. Darcy had been there.

This expression...is it trying to discredit Mr. Darcy?

Dabai said: "It's been about a month." In order not to let the topic relax, he continued: "As far as I know, he is a big rich man in Derbyshire."

"Yes," Wickham replied. "His property is considerable... a net income of ten thousand pounds a year. Speaking of this, no one knows for sure, because I have had a special relationship with his family since I was a child."

really!But Dabai couldn't help showing surprise on his face.

"Miss Bennet, you may have seen the coldness with which we met yesterday. No wonder you were surprised by what I said. Are you familiar with Mr. Darcy?"

"We just met by chance, not too familiar." This is what Dabai thinks.

Wickham said: "I've known him too long and been with him so well that it's hard to be a fair judge. I can't be impartial. But I daresay you can roughly say that about him. Shocking, maybe you wouldn't go so far in other places. You're all your own people here."

"Honestly, that's what I'd say in anyone's house around here, except in Netherfield. No one in Hertfordshire likes him at all. He's got a haughty air about him that's repulsive to anyone. You never You'll hear people say a good thing about him."

After a short rest, Wickham said: "To speak with a clear conscience, neither he nor anyone else should be exalted too much. But I don't think anyone will exalt him too much as a man. His wealth and power have deceived the eyes and ears of the world, and his arrogant and domineering demeanor has frightened the world, so that everyone can only look at him according to his heart."

"..." Did he mean Mr. Darcy?Mr. Darcy is just a little tsundere, not that much at all!Dabai looked at Wickham with a grim expression.

"Although I don't know him very well, I think he has a bad temper." Wickham just shook his head after hearing this.

When he had a chance to speak, he went on: "I don't know if he intends to stay in this village any longer."

"I don't know at all; but when I was at Netherfield, I didn't hear he was going. I hope you won't be overwhelmed by his being nearby, since you like County--and intend to work there." original plan."

Bang--ah!Wickham screamed and sat down on the ground, and the stool under him... fell apart.

Ho Ho Ho... People who casually speak ill of others... will be punished.Dabai retracted his legs silently, and looked at Wickham with a smile.

"Mr. Wickham, are you okay?" Dabai asked [concerned].

"It's okay..." Everyone's eyes were on him, and Wickham felt ashamed.

"Mr. Wickham should choose a bigger stool next time, after all, the weight is there." Dabai [kindly] suggested.

"Hehe..." Mr. Wickham stood up with an ugly expression.

"Be careful!!!" Catherine suddenly screamed? !

What? !Dabai looked at Catherine inexplicably, not knowing her name...

But looking at Catherine's head-up posture, she looked up with a white head, and then saw the small chandelier above Wickham's head smashed down.

Dabai covered his face, this is not my fault!

Obviously he was standing not far away, but the chandelier above Wickham's head fell down... This is entirely a matter of character!

"Ah!!!" Wickham let out a scream.

Dabai let go of his hand secretly, and found that Mr. Wickham kept his handsome appearance, but... the tragedy is that he was hit on the thigh...

Hehehe... Although it is not very clear, Mr. Wickham in such a posture... is very funny!

Hahaha! ! !

"Mr. Wickham, how are you?!" Catherine asked worriedly squatting in front of Wickham.

"I'm... fine." Wickham said palely.

"It's all right, it's all stuck in the thigh!" Catherine was about to cry out of worry, and at the same time she didn't forget to stare at her sister. If Elizabeth hadn't insisted on standing here, how could Wickham be injured! ! !The sharp arrow from the chandelier pierced Wickham's thigh.

"No, I don't have anything to do. I just think about it... I won't let Mr. Darcy drive me away." Mr. Wickham didn't look at his thigh, but he didn't forget the previous topic.

"..." Nima, eye drops are quite dedicated!I was speechless.

"If he doesn't want to see me, he has to go. Our friendship is ruined, and I don't feel good when I see him, but I have no reason to avoid him. I just want to let everyone know how he is." He has done me wrong, and how his conduct pains me."

"Mr. Wickham, your leg..." Catherine couldn't help but look at the wound that had begun to pop.

"Miss Bennet, his dead father, that old Mr. Darcy, was the kindest person in the world, and the truest friend of my life; whenever I am with the present Mr. Darcy It is inevitable to bring back thousands of tender memories, and feel pain from the bottom of my heart. His behavior towards me is really bad; but I really believe that I can forgive him everything, but I can't bear him to live up to his predecessors. people's high hopes, dishonoring the reputation of his ancestors."

"You're bleeding." Dabai looked at Mr. Wickham's wound expressionlessly.

"What?" Mr. Wickham looked at Elizabeth strangely.

"You have shed a lot of blood!" Dabai said in a deep voice.

"My leg!!!" Mr. Wickham was startled.

The author has something to say: I feel that the writing is not as interesting as before, so I decided to finish it as soon as possible.