[Comprehensive classics] Darcy or Brandon

When Anne was crying for her failed first love, Mr. Darcy was tossing and turning in the master bedroom.He frowned tightly, clasped his hands on his chest, and thought hard about how to please Annie.Although Mr. Darcy thought about it all night, he didn't understand why Anne would avoid him suddenly, but no matter what, as long as he thought of Anne's behavior of avoiding him at the dance tonight, Mr. Darcy felt very upset.So after much deliberation, Mr. Darcy felt that as a gentleman, he should have the courage to bear mistakes when facing the lady he admired, even if it might not be his fault at all.

Annie cried until midnight, and she didn't feel her throat was so dry until she stopped completely.She took out a handkerchief from under the pillow to wipe off the tears on her face, then got up from the bed, picked up the kettle on the bedside table to pour herself a glass of water, but found that there was not a drop of water in the kettle.

"Which maid cleans this room, why is there no water!"

Annie put the kettle back angrily, and hammered the mattress angrily.She was very angry, but she was really thirsty, so she had to get up and go downstairs to find water to drink.

The whole house was completely plunged into darkness at this moment, the servants had already fallen asleep, and there was not even a single sound in the whole house.Holding the candlestick and skirt, Annie carefully descended the spiral staircase.The sound of her footsteps echoed in the empty mansion, which seemed particularly heavy. In order not to wake everyone up, she had to take off her slippers and step on the cold marble floor.

Anne was doomed to be unlucky today. There were several water places in the huge living room, but none of the kettles had water in them.Annie was so depressed that she had to go to the kitchen to find water to drink.

The kitchen is at the back of the living room, and there is a long way to go. There is a corridor with a row of large windows, hung with purple curtains, which looks very grand and beautiful during the day, but now it is late at night, and the moonlight outside is shining through. The branches growing close to the window and the purple-red curtains shone on the white marble floor, reflecting a dark and strangely shaped purple, no matter how you looked at it, it made people feel gloomy.

Annie raised her arms high to let the candle's light shine as far as possible, but in the end, the candle light only stopped within a few steps, and the end of the corridor was still pitch black.I don't know why Annie suddenly thought of what the butler told her when she came to this house on the first day. He said that this house has a history of hundreds of years and has experienced seven or eight owners, some of whom are in this house passed away, so the rooms where people died have been vacant until now, and they think that few people come in and out, and they will only be let in when there are too many guests who cannot be accommodated.

At this time, there was a gust of wind blowing outside, and the branches outside were blown. When the branches and leaves were shaking, they scraped against the glass and made a rustling sound, echoing in the long corridor, it sounded like someone was whispering.Annie's heart rose immediately, she held on tightly to the shawl on her body, and regardless of whether she made any noise, she raised her legs and ran.

After running all the way to the kitchen, Annie stopped panting. The familiar smell of oily smoke in the kitchen made her feel more relaxed, and the smell here was not scary at all.

Annie lit the three-pronged candlestick on the table, and the warm light from the candle instantly enveloped the entire kitchen. Although the candlelight was very dim, it completely covered up the darkness in the spacious kitchen.Annie breathed a sigh of relief, picked up the kettle on the table and poured herself a few glasses of water. After her throat was relieved, she couldn't help laughing. What happened to her tonight? Such a laugh!

"Boom"!

The big clock in the living room struck, and it was already one o'clock in the morning. Annie wiped her face with her hands and felt the powder in her hands, and then realized that she was wearing makeup when she went to the dance today.As soon as she came back just now, she got into the room and cried a lot. The powder on her face was not known what kind of paste it was. Fortunately, it was late at night and no one saw her appearance, otherwise she must have died of embarrassment.But the maid in charge of her was too negligent. Forget about the water she was going to drink, but she didn't even bring her washing water. Could it be that she was allowed to sleep like this all night?

Annie stood and looked around, found a washbasin and fetched some water, but there was only cold water at the moment, so she could only make do with it.

After the water was drawn, Anne put one arm around the basin, one hand around the kettle and grabbed the candlestick, ready to blow out the candles in the kitchen and go back to the room.But just as she lowered her body, there was a sudden "creaking" sound from behind a small wooden door in the kitchen, like the sound of someone stepping on the old wooden stairs, and it was getting louder and louder. closer.It seems that there is a basement behind the door, and that person is climbing up from below.

The sound came really suddenly, Annie's body trembled, and she walked around behind the table with a turn of her footsteps. She held her breath and stared at the wooden door tightly with her eyes wide open.I saw the lock on the top turn with a "click", and the wooden door was slowly pushed open from the inside to the outside with a squeak.

The air seemed to be frozen, and Annie didn't dare to move, watching the door opened wider and wider by an unknown thing, and then a black figure one person tall suddenly appeared.

"Bang!" Annie's hand trembled, and all the things in her hand fell to the ground at once, and the porcelain washbasin hit the floor tiles, making a loud noise.

The black figure seemed to be attracted by the sudden noise, and rushed towards Annie's direction.Annie was so frightened that she couldn't move. She opened her mouth to scream, but her mouth was instantly covered by a cold hand.

"Woooo..."

"Don't yell, it's me," whispered Mr. Darcy, "don't wake everybody up."

Annie nodded, and when Mr. Darcy's hand covering her loosened a little, she pulled his hand away and complained under her throat: "Why are you, you scared me to death! I thought it was something wrong What about the clean things, quietly appearing behind the door in the middle of the night."

"Can't sleep, come find some wine to drink." Mr. Darcy let go of Anne's arm, walked to the opposite side and shook the two bottles of wine in the other hand in front of Anne.

"It's a big night, what kind of wine are you drinking!" Annie sat on the stool clutching her chest. She was really scared to death just now.

Mr. Darcy put down the wine and sat down. He looked Anne up and down, and finally stopped his eyes on her powdery face, and asked, "What about you, what are you doing out so late?"

"I'm planning to tell you about this tomorrow." Annie bent down and picked up something on the ground, and said, "I accidentally fell asleep just now, and when I woke up, I found that there was neither drinking water nor washing water in the room, so I had to Come out and get it yourself."

"Huh?" Mr. Darcy frowned. It was the first time he had guided his maid to be so irresponsible.

"Well, do you know how scary this empty room is at night? I've been in the kitchen for so long, you didn't make a sound before, and you didn't make a sound when you came out, and I'm still so scared that my heart is pounding It's a bang jump! I was scared by you and lost ten years of life, do you know?" Annie blamed with staring eyes.

Mr. Darcy could clearly feel Anne's anger when she spoke to him, and he was sure that the anger did not come from what happened just now, nor from the maid's negligence, but from the previous ball.But this was exactly what he couldn't understand. He didn't understand what happened at the ball that made Annie's attitude towards him change so drastically.

"Miss Steele, why are you so angry? Did I do something wrong? If so, please tell me, and I will definitely correct it!" Mr. Darcy said cautiously.

"Mr. Darcy, what are you talking about, you have done nothing wrong, and I am not angry with you. I am just... just frightened by you. Well, I won't tell you anymore, it's so late , I'm going back to sleep." Annie pursed her lips and stood up, scooped up some water in the basin again, and was about to leave the kitchen.

Mr. Darcy had drunk some wine in the cellar just now. At this time, he was smelling of alcohol and couldn't care about any etiquette. With a long leg, he blocked the kitchen door and held Anne's arm tightly with both hands. Looking at Annie with a somewhat scary expression, she said in a gloomy tone, "Tell me, what did I do wrong."

Anne struggled for a while and said, "Mr. Darcy, let me go, I've said it all, you haven't done anything wrong."

"No, I must have done something wrong, just at the ball, tell me quickly!" Mr. Darcy said stubbornly.

"What are you doing? You smell of alcohol all over your body. Are you drunk?" Annie asked, frowning.

"No, hurry up!" said Mr. Darcy, staring. .