[Pride and Prejudice] Plain water

After hearing Fitzwilliam's words, Elizabeth immediately breathed a sigh of relief. She glanced at him carefully, and found that he was talking to Lady Catherine cordially and didn't notice her. She didn't know whether it was relief or disappointment.

They walked out of the hall and came to the garden, admiring slowly, talking while walking, Lady Catherine walked in front, Anne supported her, Darcy was on the side, and Mr. Collins and the others were slightly behind.

Elizabeth didn't want to be the last to communicate with them.Fitzwilliam walked beside her. Originally, he wanted to go to the front to talk with Lady Catherine, but he deliberately walked slowly beside Elizabeth because he wanted to talk to Elizabeth.

The two of them walked side by side, neither of them spoke, nor cared about admiring the surrounding scenery, there was an awkward atmosphere between them.

"Is your family okay, Miss Bennet?" Fitzwilliam finally couldn't stand the atmosphere and asked.

"Yes, thank you." Elizabeth replied in a daze, and then looked for something to talk about. She thought of her sister in London and said, "My sister Jane has been in the city for the past three months. Have you seen her?"

Fitzwilliam didn't know why he felt a little guilty. Although he didn't say anything when he persuaded Bingley to leave, he also acquiesced, "No...well... without that honor, we separated very early."

"Oh." Elizabeth didn't get the answer she wanted, and didn't know what to say.The topic returned to silence, and this atmosphere lasted until Elizabeth and the others left.

In church the next day, Fitzwilliam was still regretting his behavior yesterday, and today he saw Elizabeth in church again, and she looked very good.The morning sun gilded her cheeks with luster, and also lit up her beautiful eyes, which fascinated him.

After the service, Mrs. Catherine stopped to speak to the Collinses, and Mr. Collins beamed as she passed.

"Your sermon is too long," said Lady Catherine. "Twenty minutes is enough to teach your people."

"Yes Lady Catherine."

"You didn't mention temperance. You should have mentioned it. There have been too many drunks recently. The rector's duty is not only to save the body of the parishioners, but also to save their souls."

"Of course, ma'am."

"There are too many hymns. I don't like more than three hymns at Easter service. I love music and singing, but three is enough." Lady Catherine walked to the carriage, and Mr. Collins followed her.

"Come over to dinner with us tonight, Mrs. Collins, and Miss Lucas and Miss Elizabeth, and we can have a table."

"Great," he said, bowing and rubbing his hands.

"I will send a carriage to fetch you."

Fitzwilliam followed Mrs. Catherine into the carriage and glanced at the door before entering. He didn't speak to Elizabeth just now. It didn't matter that there was still time in the evening. He found that he was looking forward to Elizabeth coming to Rosings.

In the evening, Elizabeth and the others arrived on time. As soon as she entered the door, Fitzwilliam couldn't control his eyes and glanced at Elizabeth. Seeing her lively appearance, it was difficult to look away.

Lady Catherine received them with civility, but her attention was almost entirely occupied with her daughter and her son-in-law, and she was preoccupied with talking to them.

Fitzwilliam plucked up his courage, not letting himself be as boring as yesterday, and took the initiative to talk to Elizabeth, talking so vividly about Kent, about Hertfordshire, about travel and home, about new books and music.In fact, Elizabeth also noticed that Fitzwilliam chatted eagerly when he saw him coming over, not wanting the situation yesterday.They talked with such gusto that Elizabeth felt that she had never received such hospitality in the room, and Lady Catherine took notice.

What are you talking about?What are you talking about?What are you talking about with Miss Bennet?Tell me about it. asked Lady Catherine.

"Let's talk about music, Auntie," replied Colonel Fitzwilliam compelled.

"Talk about music! Speak up, please. Music is my favorite thing. If you talk about music, I must have my share. I don't think there are very many people in England at present who really appreciate music as much as I do. No one has more taste than I. Georgiana, how are you doing now, Darcy?"

"Georgiana plays very well," answered Anne first, and Darcy commended his sister's achievements with the utmost earnestness.

"I'm glad to hear she plays so well," said Lady Catherine, with some relief; "tell her for me, if she doesn't practice much, she won't be much better off."

What follows is Lady Catherine's conversations with Darcy and Anne, and often with Fitzwilliam and Elizabeth, making it unrealistic for them to want to live together in private.