[Pride and Prejudice] Enemy of the World

Priest.

When she heard these two words, Elizabeth froze for a moment, is it such a coincidence?I just told Karen that I must avoid priests, and now some relatives of priests are making trouble. Isn't this playing me?

It seems that he has indeed heard that he has such a cousin named Collins, because he clings to the thigh of a high-class lady, he found a priesthood in the church and has a good social status.

It's just that Mrs. Bennet seems to be extremely dissatisfied with Collins in her words now.

The British property inheritance system determines that Mr. Bennett's property will be inherited by Collins in the future. After Mr. Bennett goes, they may be driven out of this room by Collins, so the six mother and daughter will fall into a state of loneliness and helplessness.

Mrs. Bennet cursed the damned inheritance system in her heart, so it showed on her face that it became a deep disgust.

Mr. Bennet can see at a glance the reason why Mrs. Bennet doesn't like Collins. In fact, he doesn't like Collins very much. After all, he wants to give his property to an outsider. impossible.

"My wife, we have to accept it, can't we? Besides, I think Mr. Bingley's invitation has already been delivered. If we don't go, it will be a shame to others—oh, by the way, this should be Miss Bingley's invitation." .”

Holding his pipe, he corrected his mistake.

At this time, Elizabeth and the others happened to sit down, right by the window, and the family sat together. It looked extremely harmonious, but the content of their conversation was actually not harmonious at all.

She struggled inwardly, could she just say she was sick?

But Mr. Bingley had no reason to invite them all of a sudden. If nothing happened, how could it be unnecessary?

Mr. Darcy was sucked blood by himself, and it will take some time to heal anyway, Darcy must be a little weak now.At this time, no matter how you look at it, it is impossible to be too appropriate.So the first time she heard the news, Elizabeth was sure that there must be a conspiracy to go this time.

For example, in order to sort out among them the person who had attempted to—no, murdered—Mr. Darcy.

She felt that she was going to be ruined by this god-like plot.

Sometimes, it's really not me who is making trouble, but someone else wants her to make trouble.

What should I do when I meet a priest?

Do you want to ask Karen again?Elizabeth dared not.

She always felt that the figure in white that appeared in front of the woods that day was Karen. Although she didn't know why the other party came, she should not attract other people's attention at this time, especially not chatting with her on QQ, so the chance of exposure would increase. .

"Let the daughters dress up, go to Netherfield for a visit, and bring some gifts along the way. Although it is not a respect, it is also an expression of our courtesy."

How could the things of their Bennett house have caught the eyes of those noble people?Mr. Bennet's order was only out of etiquette.

The gift is a small matter, and it is really rude to be looked down upon by others and think that their family is rude.

So the sisters finished their afternoon tea and had some snacks, then got into the car and headed towards Netherfield Manor.

The distance between Bennett's house and Netherfield is not very far, and it takes more than half an hour to get there by carriage.

Elizabeth did not speak during the journey, but Mary, Lydia and Catherine had a pleasant conversation.

Jane seemed to be thinking of her own mind, and only occasionally talked to Elizabeth.

A new militia regiment has arrived in the vicinity, and it will be stationed here throughout the winter. The headquarters of the regiment is in Meryton, so Catherine and Lydia always like to run there, and they can always bring back some news about those officers every day. .

Now in the car, they introduced to Mary with a sense of accomplishment and pride, talking about the mighty looks and broad interpersonal relationships of those officers.

In fact, Elizabeth actually felt like she was falling asleep as she listened.

The perfume on Jane's body was very light before, but now Elizabeth smells it and feels stronger.She must have dressed up carefully this time when she went to Netherfield, right?

This scent...

Arriving at Netherfield, when getting off the car, the always bold Lydia suddenly turned her head after jumping off, and asked Jane, "Janet, it seems that the perfume on your body was bought by your mother last time, right?"

"Yes." Jane didn't say much, just smiled slightly, and then went down holding the shaft of the car.

Elizabeth raised an eyebrow.

Immediately after, Catherine, who was standing next to Lydia, answered, "Lydia, you don't know, do you? My mother has already given Janet the perfume she spent a lot of money on. I heard it with my own ears."

Jane still didn't speak, she still smiled, but there was a kind of shyness in her eyes.

Elizabeth stood aside, raised her eyebrows, then clasped her hands together, and reminded naturally: "We have arrived at the place, now we should ask someone to pay us a visit."

As soon as she finished speaking, servants came out from the manor. Mr. Bingley and Miss Bingley, together with Mr. Butler, welcomed them in.

Mr. Bingley has a dignified appearance and elegant conversation. Now his friend is fine and just needs to recuperate for a while, which makes him feel very comforted.

"Mr. Darcy is still recuperating in the room, Mrs. Hurst is accompanying him, and the priest who was ordered to visit Darcy is also praying for Darcy inside, so we are the only ones who come out to greet you. Please forgive me."

After Mr. Bingley said these words, Jane naturally answered: "You are welcome, and we also hope that Mr. Darcy recovers quickly."

Miss Bingley was a graceful girl. She raised her smile and came up to hold Jane's hand, "Dear Miss Bennett, I have been looking forward to you for a long time, and now you are here at last. I will treat you well, so that I can show my respect for you." sincerity."

While speaking, her eyes turned to Elizabeth behind her.

So Elizabeth felt full of malice.

Netherfield Manor was a very beautiful place. They entered the main hall, with resplendent pictures above their heads, and a cashmere carpet under their feet, embroidered with elegant patterns.Then a man came down slowly from the spiral staircase upstairs, with a burly figure, curly hair, wearing a black robe, and holding a Bible in his hand. He stood at the stairs for a while, before Mr. Bingley questioned him. time to come.

"How is Darcy, Mr Collins?"

"Don't worry, he's completely fine now. It's just that I'm still wondering about Mr. Darcy's illness. There are some secrets involved in it. I'll go back tomorrow and ask Lady Catherine for instructions. You know, she is a wise man."

The cousin of Bennett's girls, William Collins, was always flattering Lady Catherine.

Everyone has heard of it before, but it is the first time to see it so clearly.

Elizabeth was a little stiff. Collins' remarks completely surprised her. She didn't know why. The "some secrets involved" in his words made her start to tremble with fear.

This Collins should be an idiot, right?Maybe it's just to say some mystical words to show his extraordinaryness.

When Elizabeth was thinking, everyone was already talking about going upstairs to visit Mr. Darcy in the guest room, and she was unknowingly left behind.

And Mr. Collins was standing not far from the stairs. When Elizabeth passed by, he suddenly turned his head and shouted in a low voice: "Dear cousin, you seem a little strange."

Elizabeth stopped in her tracks, the people in front were still talking, and no one seemed to notice them.She thought of Karen's pills, and now she was almost a normal person, so she should not be suspected.

If Collins had been a real priest, perhaps she would have been really surprised for a while.

"You care too much."

Her answer was cold.

"I asked Mr. Darcy earlier, you were the last person he saw before he fainted." Collins raised his head, looked at Elizabeth standing on the steps of the stairs, curled his thin lips, and smiled slightly, looking He looked very modest, but also carried a deep-seated hypocrisy.

The author has something to say: By the way, I have been thinking, if the heroine's identity is exposed...what should I do... Is it really good for OJL to die like this?