[Pride and Prejudice] Crossing into Elizabeth

Both Jane and Elizabeth were silent for a while in surprise.

Only Lydia was not affected at all, and they were discussing about going out for shopping with great interest.

"My favorite time to unwrap presents is to unwrap them and who knows what's in there?" Lydia exclaimed. "Geez, I like to buy presents for other people too. What shall we buy for them?"

"...necklace, ribbon, silk handkerchief," before anyone else had time to say anything, Lydia counted on her fingers, "and perfume!"

"Lizzie," Lydia turned to look at Elizabeth, "what do you think we should buy?"

"...Just watch and buy."

Elizabeth's voice was muffled.

Jane thought of something else. "Lizzie," she said, "wouldn't it be nice if we went shopping without Miss Darcy?"

She was also quite surprised just now, because Mr. Darcy spent so much money for them without saying a word.

However, her mentality was different from Elizabeth's after all, she just wanted to return it as soon as possible. She was not as entangled as Elizabeth. She had slowly recovered from the surprise and thought of other things.

She added quickly: "But if you take Miss Darcy out with you, it will be inconvenient when you choose presents."

Elizabeth thought for a while and said, "I will say that I want to visit Pemberley soon, and let Miss Darcy take me around in various rooms."

Although she has been here for more than half a month, most of the time she is sick, Pemberley really hasn't visited well.

They really discussed it, and Miss Darcy came over and said to them slightly cautiously: "Breakfast is ready, my brother asked me to invite you to go downstairs."

She is shy by nature, even though she has been with them for half a month, she still seems to be unable to let go.

They went downstairs together.

Elizabeth had been bored in the room for half a month, and she ate three meals a day in the room, and finally got out of the room, feeling indescribably comfortable.

She was dressed very warmly, and just now Jane insisted on adding a shawl to her.

When I walked into the breakfast room, I felt that it was a little hot. Elizabeth noticed it and found that the fireplace in the room was very hot, and the whole fireplace was glowing red from the flames.

Lydia couldn't bear the heat the most, so she screamed immediately.

"Oh, why is it so hot here today?" She looked at the fireplace, and found that the fire was burning brightly, "Miss Darcy, isn't the fireplace burning too hot today?"

Miss Darcy couldn't resist such a straightforward reproach, and she didn't know what to say at the moment.

Mr. Darcy, however, quickly interjected, "Today is the first time Miss Elizabeth has come downstairs, and I think it would be safer to burn up the fireplace."

Breakfast was already set on the dining table, and all the tableware was neatly arranged.

As Mr. Darcy said, he pulled out a dining chair, "Miss Elizabeth," he made a gentlemanly gesture to invite her to take a seat, "please sit here."

The dining chair he pulled out was next to the main seat, which belonged to Mr. Darcy, and Elizabeth sat down a little embarrassedly.

Others also took their seats.

It was only after Elizabeth sat down that she realized the biggest difference between the seat she was sitting in and other seats.

In front of the others, there were grilled sausages, ham, etc., as well as sauces prepared with curry. The ones in front of her were relatively light, with only egg soup and soft bread.

Elizabeth could not help looking at Mr. Darcy.

In fact, light food is more suitable for her taste. She doesn't like to eat greasy things in the morning, and she has just recovered, so she shouldn't eat food that is not easy to digest, especially mustard, curry and other seasonings. His health is even worse.

It's just these trivial things that Mr. Darcy has noticed.

Lydia didn't care about anything else, she just ate her own food. The chef in Pemberley really had nothing to say, the taste of the food was first-rate. Lydia dipped the ham in the sauce and ate it with relish, but she ate half of it. She started to sweat a little. She already felt hot, but now she couldn't take it anymore.

"Dear me," she cried, "I can't stand the heat, dear Jane, let's finish eating and go out, I can't stand the heat here."

Mr. Bingley didn't know where they were going, so he asked Jane: "Are you going out?"

"Yes," said Jane, "I have promised to take Lydia out for a while, but Lizzie has been ill all this time, and has never had the chance to go out."

As she spoke, she gave Elizabeth a wink.

"I won't go out," said Elizabeth quickly, "I haven't seen Pemberley properly yet."

As she spoke, she turned sideways and looked at Miss Darcy who was sitting on her left.

"Miss Darcy, do you have time? Can you show me around?"

Miss Darcy looked a little shy, but she quickly agreed, and Elizabeth guessed that she might not be used to showing guests around.

Mr. Darcy, having heard this, called for a servant, and whispered some instructions to him, but Elizabeth did not hear him, for Lydia was speaking to Jane, and urging her to finish her meal quickly. , and she chattered about the things she wanted to buy again. Her voice was always loud, and she immediately suppressed Mr. Darcy's voice.

Mr. Bingley was very unhappy to see Lydia being so uneducated. Although he didn't say anything, there was something on his face. Jane just glanced at him, and immediately knew what he was thinking. .

She didn't want Lydia to make everyone unhappy. In order to give everyone a peace of mind, she was only half full for breakfast, so she hurriedly put down the tableware, lied that she had finished eating, and immediately brought Lydia go out.

Elizabeth soon ate too.

When Mr. Darcy saw that Elizabeth had stopped eating, he also put down his knife and fork.

"Miss Elizabeth," he asked quickly, "would you like to look around now?"

Mr. Darcy seemed to have a soft light on his face as he spoke to her.

Elizabeth hardly noticed what he was asking, and she nodded involuntarily, only to find that Miss Darcy was still eating breakfast. She wrapped the ham in lettuce and dipped it in a little tomato sauce, bit by bit. Put it in your mouth.

The way she eats is also the same as her appearance, indescribably gentle and graceful.

Elizabeth felt that she seemed to be urging Miss Darcy just now, so she was a little embarrassed, and hurriedly said: "Let's sit down for a while, and go later. It's best not to walk around after eating."

Mr. Darcy smiled a little, as if he understood what she meant by the remark.

With such a smile, his whole body was relaxed and joyful.

The laughter slowly spread into her ears, and for some reason, Elizabeth was suddenly afraid to look Mr. Darcy in the eyes.

She was not knowing where to turn her eyes, when she heard Mr. Darcy say, "Well, don't go until Georgiana has finished eating."

Elizabeth was stunned for a moment. Hearing what he said, it seems that he also wants to accompany her?

As if to confirm her suspicions, Mr. Darcy spoke quickly again, this time to Mr. Bingley. "Bingley," said he, "what are you going to do in a moment? You know Pemberley as well It’s the same at home, so I’m sure you don’t want to watch it with Miss Elizabeth, do you? In short, you can do whatever you want, and I won’t accompany you.”

"What's the use of being alone?" said Mr. Bingley, "I'd rather walk with you."

Seeing that everyone had finished eating, Miss Darcy was waiting for herself, so she hastened her movements, ashamed to make everyone wait for her alone.

Mr. Darcy said to his sister, "Eat slowly, Georgiana."

Just as he was talking, a servant came in with a letter, and he walked towards Mr. Bingley.

"Here is your letter, sir."

So saying, he handed the letter to Mr. Bingley, and soon went out again.

Mr. Bingley looked at the envelope. "It's from Caroline," he said, opening the envelope, and began to read the letter.

The letter was long and densely written, covering two full pages, and it seemed that Miss Bingley had a lot to say to her brother.

No one would be so bored as to stare at Mr. Bingley's letter. Miss Darcy saw that Mr. Bingley had a letter to read, and felt that the time was not so urgent, so she began to eat slowly again.

Mr. Darcy also asked Elizabeth: "Where would you like to see first, Miss Elizabeth? The bedroom, the study, or something else?"

Elizabeth thought of the studio in Mr. Darcy's house. If she remembered correctly, there should be a room in Mr. Darcy's house for displaying family portraits.

She really wanted to take a look at the studio.

It's just that Elizabeth is embarrassed to say this to Mr. Darcy. If she has no idea about Mr. Darcy, she must have said it frankly. But in this situation, Elizabeth seems to have a ghost in her heart. She is really embarrassed. Said she wanted to see portraits of their family.

Mr. Darcy was still waiting for her answer, and Elizabeth said that she could go anywhere first.

Mr. Darcy proposed to go to some larger rooms first, and Elizabeth smiled and said yes.

Miss Darcy ate at a leisurely pace, keeping an eye on her brother's and Miss Elizabeth's side.

It's just that the atmosphere on their side is so good, it's so extraordinary that she doesn't feel ashamed to look up at them.

But although she was embarrassed to watch, she listened to the conversation between the two of them.

Miss Darcy listened and wondered if Miss Elizabeth would become her sister-in-law?