Pride and Prejudice Becoming Jane Bennet

Jane and the Weston couple welcomed Mr. Darcy's suggestion of changing the afternoon tea outdoors. They walked up and down the room and had a panoramic view of the surrounding scenery. But seeing from a distance is not as fun as close contact, and the sun is shining and the sky is clear at this time, which is suitable for picnics. While the ladies have a picnic, gentlemen can also go fishing, which is simply perfect.Mr. Weston, on behalf of their party, immediately assented to Mr. Darcy's proposal.

"My men have prepared their fishing gear, Mr. Weston." Mr. Darcy said after hearing the answers of these guests, "let me show you the best fishing spots."

As he said so, he walked to Mr. Weston's side, and led a group of people towards the gate of Pemberley Building.Followed by Miss Bingley, she stood beside Miss Darcy almost the second Mr. Darcy left Jane, took her arm, and pulled her to follow Darcy Behind Mr. Xi.

"Come on, Jane," said Mrs. Weston, taking Jane's arm. "I can't wait to see those lovely sights up close."

"Then you will not be disappointed, Mrs. Weston," said Mr. Bingley, now stepping on the other side of Jane. "Pemberley Park has the loveliest view I have ever seen."

"My dear Charles," said Miss Bingley, turning around at his words, "when you buy the estate, I hope it will have half as lovely a view as Pemberley."

"I very much hope so!" said Mr. Bingley.

He looked at Jane, and said meaningfully: "I hope I can decide where to buy the manor soon."

After hearing Mr. Bingley's words, Jane understood what he meant when she thought that the gentleman still rented Netherfield Gardens, but she didn't answer the words, but turned her head and smiled at him.

They walked out of the Pemberley Mansion back and forth like this, and walked towards the famous trout pond along a tree-lined path that went up a small hill next to the manor, stopping from time to time to take a look at the scenery behind them.

"It's very pretty here!" said Mr. Weston, as they stood on the hillside, looking out through a gap in the woods, and could see on one side the great and beautiful stone buildings standing still and on the other. Views from all over the valley.

Opposite them is a hill covered with woods, a meandering stream and red deer drinking water by the stream come into view from time to time, making people want to go there and feel what it is like to be in it Feel.

"Can we go up the opposite hill?" asked Mr. Weston. "How much is the round trip from here?"

"About ten miles, sir," said Mr. Darcy.

"So far?" asked Mr. Weston in surprise.

"I'm afraid so," said Mr. Darcy. "The stream cuts off the way here, and you have to go around behind to get to the yonder slope."

"Yes," said Miss Bingley, his loyal supporter, at once, "it is not enough to see Pemberley in half a day, let alone on foot."

Both the Weston couple and Jane felt very sorry, but Mr. Darcy quickly said to them again: "If you have no other plans tomorrow, please come to Pemberley again, and we can take a tour there in a carriage."

"You are very kind," said Mr. Weston. "We really have no other plans for the morrow, and we would be more than happy to come here again."

Mr. Darcy smiled slightly, and said, "It's not polite, it's my pleasure."

He turned his head to look at Jane while he was talking, and found that she was smiling and looking at him. She seemed to like his proposal very much, and he felt even happier in his heart. to her side.

"I heard Mr. Weston tell me just now that you were very fond of landscape painting?" he asked.

"Yes." Jane looked at him in surprise and said.

"It's a pity that there are mostly portraits at Pemberley Park," said Mr. Darcy. "You are not disappointed, are you?"

"Not at all," said Jane. "Pemberley Park itself is the most beautiful landscape."

"I'm glad to hear that," said Mr. Darcy.

He wanted to say more, but Miss Bingley, who had been following his movements, couldn't stand it any longer—in fact, she couldn't hold back when Mr. Darcy invited Jane and Mrs. Weston to Pemberley Manor tomorrow. own up.

She took Miss Darcy to walk in front of the team at the beginning, then she stepped down and came to Jane and Mr. Darcy, and said: "The small hills around here are often mistaken for big mountains. Why do you say that? What, Mr Darcy?"

"I think these people have different reference points in their eyes." Mr. Darcy said, looking at her. "Those who have never seen a mountain think it is a high mountain when they see a hill."

When Jane heard his words, she couldn't help turning her head to look at him, because this sentence was what she said in a chat with Colonel Fitzwilliam when she was in Kent, but it was said by Mr. Darcy at this time Come out, and exactly.

"I'm growing weary of mountains," went on Miss Bingley. "They're not at all beautiful, and they're nothing like these little hills at Pemberley Park, don't you think, Mr. Darcy?"

"Of course," said Mr. Darcy coldly, with a look at her, "nature should not have created mountains."

He said it ironically, and Jane knew Mr. Darcy didn't mean it literally, for he had told her of his travels and his awe when he first saw the mountains. But Miss Bingley didn't appreciate the irony in Mr. Darcy's words, she just thought that Mr. Darcy agreed with her point of view, and couldn't help but glanced at Jane triumphantly.

"I really hate mountains," said Mr. Hurst, who came forward out of breath at this time. "Mountain climbing is simply a kind of torture."

"And the sun." Mrs. Hurst also said, she raised her hand to cover her eyes, took the parasol from the servant following her, and opened it.

"Come, Louisa, we're almost there," said Mr. Bingley hastily.

"I don't know what's so fun about fishing," Mr. Hurst said. "Wait there for a long time without moving, and you may not be able to catch it. Compared with fishing, shooting is much more exciting."

"It's a pity it's not yet the season for field shooting," said Mr. Bingley. "Come, I'm sure you'll get something out of it this afternoon."

Although Mr. Hurst was very reluctant, but he was a guest at Pemberley Manor, and he had to follow the pace of his master's house, so he could only follow slowly at the back of the procession until he reached the trout pond. The servant had already lay down on the picnic mat arranged on the lawn.

On the contrary, Mr. Weston was very fond of fishing. When he came to the famous trout pond, he saw that the fish pond was in such a beautiful place surrounded by forests, and there were indeed many kinds of fish in the pond. There are all kinds of fish, and some fish float to the surface of the water from time to time to spit bubbles. I can't help but see Lie Xinxi, and I can't walk all of a sudden.

Under Mr. Darcy's order, the servant who had already prepared the bait and fishing tackle here immediately handed him the fishing gear, and Mr. Darcy immediately went forward to tell him the best fishing spot when he saw how happy he was. After him, Mr. Bingley also joined the fishing team soon.

Mrs. Weston didn't feel tired because of her high spirits when she was walking, but when she stopped at this moment, she felt a little untenable. Jane quickly helped her and went to sit on a picnic mat under a tree. After they got down, several soft cushions had been placed on the mat so that they would not sit uncomfortable because it was grass.

Seeing them sitting there, Miss Darcy wanted to sit there, but Miss Bingley kept holding her, so she had no choice but to follow her and Mrs. Hurst to another seat near Jane and Wayne. Mrs. Stone's picnic mat.

The servants have already set up a picnic table under the hillside, which is filled with all kinds of seasonal fresh fruits, snacks and fine wines served in exquisite china and glass containers.As soon as these gentlemen, ladies and wives sat down, a waiter came up to ask if they could do anything for them. Jane and Mrs. Weston ordered a glass of wine each, and looked at the picnic tables arranged below. Food, and asked the waiter to bring some fruit.

"Miss Bennet," said Miss Bingley at this moment, seeing Jane picking out the fruits brought by the waiter, "you are very lucky to be at Pemberley Park this season, and here are the best fruits in England. , you can’t get it anywhere else.”

"That's right," said her older sister, Mrs. Hurst. "I have to say that although the society in the countryside is closed and hasn't changed much, the fruits grown on the farm are incredibly fresh and sweet. The most important thing is that you can pick them yourself."

"You are quite right, my dear Louisa," said Miss Bingley at once. "I remember the last time we were guests at Pemberley Park, when the strawberries were just ripe, and we went together to pick them in the field. It's better... We have a basket hanging from our arms, and we kneel down to pick it ourselves, so simple and natural, it's really fun, don't you think, Georgiana?"

"Well?" said Miss Darcy, looking at her, "yes, it is very interesting."

After a pause, she remembered something, and said to Jane and Mrs. Weston: "Jane, Mrs. Weston, during your stay in Derbyshire, would you like to visit the apple orchard? There are already many apples there. They are ripe, maybe you would like to pick a few apples and try them yourself?"

Jane and Mrs. Weston looked at each other, and said with a smile: "We are very happy, Georgiana."

Miss Darcy smiled happily, and was about to bow her head to take a sip of wine, when she suddenly realized that she had missed Miss Bingley's family, and hurriedly invited them.Miss Bingley was a little unhappy when she heard that Miss Darcy invited Jane, but she didn't mention herself. Now when she heard that Miss Darcy also invited herself, she immediately accepted on behalf of her brother, sister, and husband-in-law. accepted her invitation.

At this moment, Mr. Bingley came up from below with a glass of wine and a snack plate in his hand, obviously wanting to come up and have a rest.Seeing that many people were already sitting on Jane's side, talking vigorously, he wanted to sit next to Mr. Hurst, but when Miss Bingley saw him coming, she immediately beckoned him to sit by her side. go.

Obeying his sister's wishes, Mr. Bingley sat down beside Miss Darcy, and said, "I would have liked to sit a little farther away, so as not to disturb your intimate conversation. You seem to have had a very good conversation just now, please don't let me My joining disturbed you."

"Oh, nothing to disturb!" said Miss Bingley. "We were talking of going to the apple orchard for a few days! Georgiana invited us all to come, did she not, Georgiana?"

"It is so," said Miss Darcy.

"Is it?" said Mr. Bingley cheerfully, "that's very nice!"

He turned his head and said to Jane and Mrs. Weston: "Darcy and I rode past there yesterday, and the trees there were already full of apples, and the red and green were very beautiful, and a lot of them fell on the grass, which was already ripe." Apples, you will not want to miss such a beautiful view."

Jane nodded with a smile, looked at him, and asked, "Have you stopped fishing, Mr. Bingley?"

"Oh!" sighed Mr. Bingley. "My luck is so bad that I haven't caught a fish for a long time. I saw so many fish swimming in that river, but none of them wanted to bite me." hook."

His words made the whole group laugh, and Miss Bingley laughed and said: "It must be because you are always picking up the fishing rod to look at it, Charles, that is your old problem! You move like that." If it moves, how can the fish take the bait?"

"You're quite right, Caroline!" said Mr. Bingley; "Darcy always tells me not to hurry up, but I can't help watching them catch one after the other. "

After a pause, he continued: "However, he and Mr. Weston have gained a lot. Do you want to go and see? They caught many different kinds of fish and put them in the fish bucket!"

Jane and Mrs. Weston had never been in contact with fishing before, so they were very curious about it, and naturally agreed to Mr. Bingley's proposal.Seeing that Jane agreed, Miss Darcy immediately agreed.Miss Bingley was not interested in fishing at first, but seeing that Jane and Mrs. Weston were going down there, and Mr. Darcy was also down there, she thought that she couldn't let Jane and Mr. Darcy have the opportunity to get in close contact, so she agreed. on the advice of his brother.Mrs. Hurst didn't want to move around at all. She saw that the whole group was planning to go down, so she sat next to her husband.

When Jane and the others went to the fishing spot by the trout pond, Mr. Weston happened to catch a fish. When he saw his wife and Jane came together, he laughed and showed her his catch.

"Dear Vichy," he laughed, "look at this one, it's the biggest fish I've caught so far! He's so strong I almost let him go La!"

Several ladies and wives who had just come down from the hillside gathered around to see the fish that Mr. Weston mentioned. At this time, the fish had been caught by the waiting servant with a net bag and was about to be transferred to the side. in the bucket of fish.

"It's really a big fish." Mrs. Weston looked at the fish in the net and said with a smile, "It's bigger than the fish you caught in the Brighton seaside!"

"It is indeed!" said Mr. Weston. "I did not expect the fish to be so fat here. Mr. Darcy, your trout ponds are well-deserved, and it is a great honor for you to invite me to fish here!"

When Mr. Darcy saw Jane and the others coming, he put down the fishing rod in his hand and stood aside. At this moment, he smiled slightly when he heard Mr. Weston's words, and said: "These fish have been in this pond safely. It's been too long, and a superb angler like you is needed to keep them moving..."

He paused here, looked at Jane, and said, "Miss Bennet, are you fishing?"

"No, sir." Jane felt a little surprised by Mr. Darcy's sudden question to herself, so she couldn't help but looked up at him, and said so.

"Would you like to try?" Mr. Darcy continued. "I believe you will be a very good fisherman."

Hearing Mr. Darcy's words, Jane couldn't help being stunned. She looked at Mr. Darcy for a while, hesitated, nodded, and agreed.