Dear Mr. Darcy [Pride and Prejudice]

Chapter 17 Last Year in the Cotswolds

The afternoon sun was warm and clear. Emma lazily nestled in the chair and turned a page of the book: "I am just a code, which gives meaning to him, and what is left to me is only pain. Sorry Georgiana, I seem to choose I read the wrong book."

Georgiana was already in tears, sobbing and said: "No, this book is very good, but it's too sad."

Emma handed her another handkerchief, and sighed with a little headache.When she was in the study just now, she had been picking and choosing for a long time, and she felt that none of the novels were suitable.Georgiana doesn't understand politics, "The Great Pandemic of London" is a little scary, and the romance novels have some inappropriate content. It would be great if there were travel notes.At this time, she saw a copy of "Clarissa". She hadn't read the specific content of this book, but she probably knew it was an early Gothic novel. It told the story of a noble lady who was forced by her relatives to marry a villain. The tragedy of elopement with a young man who claimed to love her but was betrayed.Reminiscent of Mr. Wickham, Emma thinks this book is more educational.The sick little angel has always been strong and well-behaved, which made Emma forget how she burst into tears when Georgiana heard her tragic past.I haven't read much of the story yet, and Georgiana can't stop crying. "Honey, excessive sadness is not good for your recovery. I didn't choose a good one. Let's change another one. Do you like adventure stories?"

Georgiana shook her head, wiping her tears with her handkerchief. "I just had some feelings for a while. I won't cry anymore. You can continue to read."

Emma was in a real dilemma.From the first time she proposed to change the book, Georgiana said that she would not cry, and she has said it three or four times so far, and her credit is completely bankrupt.She would certainly continue to cry when she read Georgiana again. "Uh, honey, I..." Emma racked her brains to come up with a reason to persuade Georgiana to change the book.

At this moment, there was a burst of voices from downstairs, some of them were very strange.

good chance!Emma got up immediately, and picked up the tearjerker by hand. "It seems that there is a visitor. You are not in good health yet, lie down obediently, and I will go downstairs to have a look."

Emma thought that the visitors were local gentry, but she did not expect that it was Mr. Smith's family who also came to the Cotswolds to relax.

Mr. Smith is fat and white, and he looks very kind with a smile. "Miss Kentra, if you have any fabrics you like, you can ask Earl Kentra to let me know. Whether it's Italian floral velvet or oriental silky satin, they can be delivered to Manfair in the season."

A businessman dealing in high-end fabrics, if he cannot control the time of renting the cabin of a large merchant ship, it seems that he should own his own merchant ship.Ocean voyages are different from European coastal waters, and there are special requirements for ships. Mr. Smith has a certain amount of capital.Emma glanced at his high-heeled shoes with embroidery and metal plates and the shiny gemstones on the front. They were fashionable but did not match the clothes at all. He was probably a nouveau riche with little accumulation, eager to integrate into the upper class. "You are too kind."

Mrs. Smith's dress looks more harmonious than Mr. Smith's, and she speaks politely. "My hometown is Yorkshire, and I was lucky enough to meet the old Earl of Kentra with my father. I was very impressed by the gorgeous lavender in Manfair. The Sunday dinner in my hometown will add a little fish to the traditional York pudding, and later married I've never tasted it anywhere else. Apart from the weather, Yorkshire is the best place in my mind."

The old Earl of Kentra certainly wasn't approachable enough to meet the sharecropper's family. Mrs. Smith was probably a lady from the country gentry. "Your home is in Yorkshire. What a coincidence. When did you leave?"

"I got married at the age of 17, and I never went back after that. In fact, I always wanted to take John and Daisy back to see my hometown." Mrs. Smith brought the topic to her two children.

But Mrs. Smith's painstaking efforts did not get good cooperation.Mr. and Miss Smith Jr. were obviously not as talkative as she was.Little Mr. Smith, that is John, looked a bit like Mr. Bingley at first glance, with a handsome appearance, but unlike the sunny Mr. Bingley, his eyes were full of melancholy, and he didn't speak again after introducing himself.

Miss Smith is introverted and shy, worse than her brother. Mrs. Smith helped her make the introduction just now, and she blushed before she could speak. "Well, I, I haven't been there yet."

This feeling, this sound, a flash of inspiration came to Emma's mind. Wasn't this the only young lady who defended Mr. Darcy in the cafe that day, and then fainted with worry.Emma subconsciously glanced at Mr. Darcy, but Mr. Darcy didn't show any touch. I don't know if he didn't recognize it or recognized it but didn't respond.

Emma has always had a good attitude towards soft and cute girls. Seeing that Miss Daisy was very nervous, she smiled at her soothingly. "Miss Smith doesn't seem to go out very often?"

Miss Daisy fainted that day, so she didn't see Emma appear on the stage. Seeing Emma's gentle attitude, she relaxed a little. "Well, I usually stay at home to draw or read."

Seeing Emma holding a book in her hand, Mrs. Smith smiled and said, "Daisy really likes to read, and sometimes she forgets to eat. Her tutor complained to me about this problem. She and Kentra Miss should have a common language."

Emma did not feel that she and Miss Daisy had a common language in reading.She likes to read books, not the kind of art books that ladies read nowadays, but books on politics, economy and finance.But now holding a book in her hand and saying that she doesn't like reading books is a bit shameful, so Emma had to choose novels and travel notes as topics. "I usually read books mainly for leisure, and I read more novels and travel notes. I wonder if Miss Smith is interested in such books?" She originally only wanted to talk about travel notes, because she estimated that she and Miss Daisy would have the same taste in novels. It's not the same, but compared to travel notes, Miss Daisy is more likely to have read novels.

Miss Daisy glanced at Mrs. Smith.Mrs. Smith is a little conflicted. Reading novels and travel notes are not very popular hobbies. She hopes that the impression her daughter will leave on the Earl of Kentra and Miss Kentra can be flawless, but Miss Kentra likes it. If you use novels and travel notes as topics, you can Get closer to Miss Kentra, talk a little longer and stay for dinner.

Miss Daisy didn't get a hint from her mother, so she said truthfully: "I haven't seen it."

Emma originally thought that the two of them could at least chat about "Robinson Crusoe" _(:зゝ∠)_.But it doesn't matter if there is no common topic, just cultivate one.Emma invited: "Although the books here are not very rich, there are some unique collections. If Ms. Smith is interested, let's take a look together?"

Mrs. Smith immediately nodded secretly to her daughter.Daisy will definitely not be able to finish reading a book in the afternoon, so she can borrow it naturally when she leaves, so she will have a reason to come next time.

Miss Daisy agreed shyly. "Ok, thank you."

Mrs. Smith shook her daughter's hand. "Miss Kentra's taste must be extraordinary, so listen to her recommendations."

At dinner time, Emma came to the table with a headache, followed by Miss Daisy, whose eyes were swollen from crying.

Mrs. Smith stood up in surprise. "My God, what's going on here?"

Miss Daisy flushed with embarrassment when she saw everyone looking at her, especially Mr. Darcy. "Sorry, I'm sorry. Saw a sad story this afternoon..."

Mrs. Smith hugged Miss Daisy into her arms: "It's a joke, my poor little Daisy, she has been so kind and sentimental since she was a child, and she can't help crying when she hears a sad song. "

Of course, the gentlemen would not laugh at Miss Daisy because of this, on the contrary, it shows that she is gentle and kind, and she is a lovely lady.

After dinner, Mr. Smith spoke highly of the chef's craftsmanship.

Emma, ​​Mrs. Smith and Miss Daisy went to the living room first, while George, Mr. Smith and Mr. Smith chose to stay and drink and talk about some topics that men like.Mr. Darcy, who never took part in this activity, left the restaurant after the ladies had risen.In the past, George would not express any opinion on this.But today was different, he felt that it was necessary for him to retain Mr. Darcy.Judging from the disappearance of all the newspapers he subscribed to, Mr. Darcy was still interested in these topics, but he was thin-skinned and put on airs. "Fitzwilliam, won't you stay and chat with us?"

Mr. Darcy refused coldly: "No."

George blinked at him. "What's the point of chatting with the ladies? By the way, if you are interested in those newspapers, I will ask the servant to order another one."

He still has the face to mention those newspapers!Mr. Darcy gave George a sharp look, and turned away without a word, with a dark face.

The author has something to say: In order to protect Emma's integrity, Mr. Darcy took his own golden reputation

Little angels, what do you think of my copywriting?Does it look abusive?Is it boring?

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