[Comprehensive Classics] Traveled all over Europe to demolish CP

Chapter17 Cannon Fodder Darcy's Diary ([-])!

Monday September [-]

I'm leaving today to meet Charles at Netherfield Gardens.After Georgiana's worrisome elopement, I had almost forgotten how pleasant it was to be in the company of good friends, and Charles was always in good spirits and happy to make those around him happy.

"Fitzwilliam, I knew I had to rely on you when it came to choosing a house!" He patted me on the shoulder with a smile on his face. "How is this summer going? Surely it's not as hard as I was busy looking for a house?"

Thinking of my poor, innocent sister, I decided to keep silent.

He took my silence as silent approval and continued to babble on how nice the house was, in the same tone and words as the agent, Mr. Morris.

"You must plan to stay in Netherfield for the next 20 years?" I laughed at him of course, and then turned to Mr. Morris, "My friend is very impressed with the environment of the house, the bedroom, the chess and card room, the fireplace and the quotation. Everything is fine, but I don't think it's perfect."

After some haggling, the agent who insisted on claiming that the asking price was fair found that such a high asking price could not get any benefits, so the final transaction price was much lower than the original price.

Clear transactions must be scheming, calculating, concealing and pretentious, which is why I hate getting along with people.

Fortunately, Charles is an easy-going person who is easy to accept opinions.

Thursday 26 September

Everything was arranged in an orderly manner, and neighbors began to visit one after another.Boring as it was, it was the only pastime the poor country could count on.

The overall standard of the neighbors did not exceed my expectations at all, such as Sir William Lucas who came earlier today.Even though Sir William had to bow every two minutes and mention his experience in Buckingham Palace, Charles still felt that the visitor was quite elegant.

Caroline reckoned that the good neighbor, who was older than a musty fur coat, had come to visit first because of an elderly, unattractive daughter who was to be married.She presciently informed Charles of this speculation, trying to arouse her brother's vigilance.

It's a pity that the voice of Caroline's kind words was not conveyed at all. My angelic friend smiled casually: "I can guarantee that the Lucas family doesn't have any daughters at all. If there are, they must be as full of daughters as they are." Charming. I'm sure the family are worthy, and I hope they'll invite us to a party in Meryton."

"Meryton?!" Charles repeated his old habit—everyone is fine in his eyes, "God bless me, I will never have anything to do with vulgar country parties in my life." I frowned in disgust .

Caroline said flatteringly: "You are indeed spoiled by the elite circle you belong to."

"Yes, you must admit that the elite of the entire empire is gathered in London."

"Come on, Fitzwilliam!" Charles began to complain about the stranger he had never met, "I'm sure your impression will definitely change a lot by then!"

Sir Lucas was not the only visitor today, Mr. Bennet followed them to the door.He is well-mannered but not excessive, and he looks like a gentleman with some savvy, maybe he has some merits.

After Mr. Bennet left, Caroline, who was well-informed, pointed out: "The Bennet family has five young ladies who are expected to marry, and they are said to be decent-looking."

"They are all lovely girls." Mr. Hurst just woke up from a nap, and continued the conversation with sleepy eyes. "I saw them once in Meryton. Almost all of them are beautiful, especially the young lady."

"I knew it!" Charles was full of energy immediately, his eyes lit up, "I knew it was the right choice to move to Netherfield. There is absolutely no shortage of lovely dance partners at the ball here."

"I know what's going on in your head." Caroline ignored my brother's stupidity and said to me, "You must think it's a very stupid thing to be surrounded by a group of country girls."

"Yeah, being around a bunch of people you don't know is just stupid and miserable."

"Come on, my friend! The gloomy weather has made you look like a stuck-at-home bigot, don't you worry about your longhair getting moldy? Believe me, you'll be looking forward to the dance as much as I am when the rain stops .”

You are too optimistic, dear friend.

Saturday [-]th October

Things were worse at the Meryton Ball than I imagined.Within 5 minutes of our arrival at the venue, I heard a woman—let’s call her a lady—whispering to the people around me that I earn [-] pounds a year, and this whisper spread throughout the venue in a blink of an eye. Everyone is looking at me like a pile of gold.

Good thing I didn't have high hopes for tonight, and good thing I wasn't the one who needed to mingle with the locals.

Charles, as before, received the warmest welcome.He is naturally easy-going and enjoys being with strangers wherever he goes.Not long after entering the arena, I heard countless times whispered praises for his elegant demeanor and handsome appearance.I also heard flat compliments about me, which continued until I snubbed some lady whose name I can't remember.

Although the musicians are very bad, Charles still dances every song with great enthusiasm.

Caroline came to a conclusion: "I'm sure he'll be in love before the ball's over—for the hundredth time."

"As long as there is a young lady who is even remotely attractive, Charlie is not far from falling in love." I agreed.

"I have never seen so many kind and amiable people and beautiful girls in my life!" When we returned to Netherfield's living room tired and sleepy after we got rid of the painful ball, Charles danced excitedly , "everyone is gentle and kind, there is no rigid etiquette, no blunt politeness... As for Miss Bennet-oh, she is simply an angel!"

I shrugged: "But the appearance of this angel is far worse than the young lady you admired before."

Caroline immediately echoed: "Miss Elizabeth Bennet can barely be called dignified and beautiful, her skin is not delicate, her manners are not elegant, only her teeth are neat and beautiful... Has your taste declined, Charlie?"

Charles retorted: "You are too mean, Caroline! Miss Bennet is one of the most beautiful women at the ball, but I do not bow to her beauty. Tell you, there is a vitality in her, There is indescribable intelligence in those dark eyes...Anyway, she's an angel, and she is!"

As I write this in my diary, I can't help but have Charlie's "Angel" mother in mind.Mrs. Bennet is undoubtedly the person who left the worst impression on me tonight. I heard her sharp and vulgar words several times across seven or eight people. In the end, she concluded with a self-righteous voice, saying that she wished she would never die in this life. See you again.

Naturally, I don't have any sympathy with this kind of person, but I have to say, her last sentence sums it up very well for me.

Tuesday [-]th October

The visit of the ladies of the Bennet family to Netherfield was so wonderfully arranged that Mrs. Bennet and her three little daughters had nothing to talk to, which was utterly uninspiring, while it seemed The second lady worth talking about is completely occupied by Charles - the only advantage is probably that I can avoid all unnecessary expectations.

Charles was almost bewildered, absorbed in Miss Elizabeth Bennet, and behaving like a errant abandoned dog.I couldn't help being surprised.The lady's behavior was also somewhat unexpected. She was kind, lively, and full of life, and her big black eyes added a lot of color to the whole person.She chatted warmly but calmly and politely with Charles, and they seemed like a perfect match.

It would be a great pity indeed if Georgiana should not marry Charles, but if Second Miss Bennet is in the same mood as my friend, I need not interfere.

But this kind of generosity can't help but fade away after seeing the outstanding performance of a certain young daughter of the Bennet family.It seems that this family is indeed Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon. The 15-year-old girl was supposed to study at school, or learn to play the piano and paint with the company of a tutor, but unexpectedly, at the ball, she was foolishly and crazy with several military officers. Flirtatiously.

When I turned my attention to the eldest lady of the Bennet family, I had to admit frankly that Meryton's number one beauty did not deserve her reputation.She was as rumored, gentle, talkative, friendly and considerate, and Caroline and Louisa liked her very much-it could not be ruled out that they had difficulty finding suitable friends in the country, so they lowered the criteria for choosing friends.

My eyes followed her, intending to pass the intolerable evening with the beauty of a young lady.I gradually discovered that under the surface of "gentle and talkative", there are still unknown clues hidden.

I observed her carefully.Sure enough, when Miss Bennet was alone, she seemed to be relieved of a heavy burden, and the whole person became different: she smiled at the inappropriate behavior of her mother, the vulgar indulgence of her little sister, and the comings and goings of servants. , Caroline, and Louisa's cynicism... It was like watching a child play house, dumbfounding, helpless, and a little indulgent.

A sort of sympathetic feeling rose up in her heart—Miss Bennet didn't like parties, just like I didn't.

After a while, her big blue eyes became hazy, as if wandering outside of this world.Then, all kinds of wonderful expressions flashed on that upright and beautiful face in turn, and her face turned blue and white...

As a well-bred gentleman, it is a necessary courtesy to help a woman who is unwell.I went forward to inquire, but Miss Bennet looked around like a sleepwalker. It wasn't until I called for the third time that she looked at me in bewilderment, surprise and shock, as if she had witnessed Newton and Leibniz, or Vol. Deadly rivals like Tai and Rousseau shook hands and made peace, and hugged each other affectionately.

When I looked at her up close, I could only sigh again for the wonder of God's handwriting and creation, which was able to draw such a delicate and beautiful face.

Although she laughed too much, Miss Bennet's smile was really charming—the eyebrows were curved, and the big sea blue eyes narrowed into a pair of crescent moons, which made people feel cheerful and happy physically and mentally.

When the Bennets left Netherfield, one thought lingered in my mind: Miss Bennet was loose, queer, unladylike, and laughed too much.