[Pride and Prejudice] Crossing into Elizabeth

Although Elizabeth understands Charlotte's situation, these words are hard to say, it's meaningless to say, and it can't help Charlotte.

Charlotte didn't want her to say this either, so she hid her true emotions and talked about it in a nonchalant tone.

Elizabeth was silent for a while, imitating Charlotte, and said cheerfully: "I will go to your house tomorrow to see the clothes Mrs. Lucas prepared for Maria's wedding."

Charlotte was about to nod and say yes, when someone knocked on the door outside.

It was Hill's voice, and she said to them through the door: "Miss Elizabeth, Miss Lucas, Madam asked you to go down for dinner."

When we arrived at the dining room, everyone was about to take their seats. Mr. Bennet also came out of the study. When he saw Elizabeth, he showed a big smile. Mr. Bennet opened his arms to her, and Elizabeth immediately walked over to greet her affectionately. gave him a hug.

Mr. Bennet looked at her with a smile and said, "I'm so glad you're back, Lizzie."

While the father and daughter were talking, Mrs. Bennet yelled at them across the dining table: "You two will talk later when you have something to say. Everyone sit down and wait for you two, Lizzie, come here Sit here."

Elizabeth looked back to Mrs. Bennet. Mrs. Bennet stood beside Mr. Collins, patted the chair on Mr. Collins' right hand, and said to her again: "Lizzie, you sit here."

There were people on the left and right of that chair. It was obvious that Mrs. Bennet had reserved that chair for her specially. Elizabeth knew that Mrs. Bennet was doing it for her own good, but it was a pity that she could not accept such kindness.

Elizabeth didn't go to Mrs. Bennet's side. She sat down on the seat next to Charlotte and explained to Mrs. Bennet: "Mom, I can just sit here. It's convenient for me to sit here with Charlotte." say."

Mrs. Bennet gave Elizabeth an unhappy look, but Elizabeth had already sat down, and Mrs. Bennet had nothing to do.

As soon as the meal began, Lydia began to gossip about what she had bought in Derbyshire this time, and her redecorated dress and hat, which she could not wait to show Mrs Bennet and Kitty. Look, if Jane sitting next to her hadn't held her down, it didn't matter if she was late, Lydia would have to run upstairs to find her skirt and hat.

When he was seventy full, Mr. Collins joined Lydia, and talked a great deal about his vicarage, and recalled Lady Catherine's amiable manner, and described in detail the day on which Lady Catherine had invited him to dinner. Thinking of which carriage he used to take him back home, as well as Lady Catherine's promotion and favor to him, he was really grateful.

Only the voices of Lydia and Mr. Collins remained at the dinner table, but Mr. Collins’ Lydia was not interested at all, and Lydia’s Mr. Collins couldn’t get into the conversation either. Mrs. Turt alternately applauded her precious daughter Lydia, and alternately praised Mr. Collins for being right.

But Elizabeth noticed that Charlotte always listened to Mr. Collins with special attention. Every time Mr. Collins ended, Charlotte would add a sentence or two, and her manner and manner were just right, although not too attentive. , but made Mr. Collins happy after hearing it with a pleasant face.

After the meal was over, Elizabeth had to agree with Mrs. Bennet that Charlotte was obviously trying to seduce Mr. Collins into talking to her.

But although Elizabeth saw it, she didn't plan to do anything. Charlotte was a smart person, she knew what she was doing, and she had her choice.

But such a situation is obviously not to Mrs. Bennet's liking. When Charlotte left, Mrs. Bennet said a few strange things.

Not long after dinner, Mr. Collins followed Mr. Bennet to the study. As soon as they disappeared from the living room, Mrs. Bennet complained immediately: "...do you see? She always talks to Mr. Collins Speaking, I told you a long time ago, I told you in the letter, Charlotte is not at peace, I know exactly what her plans are! How can we be so unlucky, with such neighbors! And you Lizzie!" Mrs. Bennet pointed at Elizabeth angrily, "I'm going to scold you, what's wrong with you? I want to kick out that Charlotte, but you still ask her to meet again the day after tomorrow? Come to our house! And at lunchtime, why don't you sit next to Mr Collins?"

Elizabeth secretly sighed, she knew that it was best to settle this matter quickly, and she had better express her attitude now, otherwise such accusations and ulterior arrangements would be endless.

Elizabeth took a deep breath and said quickly, "Mom, I don't sit next to Mr. Collins because I don't want to sit there. There will be people who want to be Mrs. Collins, but that person will never be me. Mr. Collins will always be my cousin. "

Mrs. Bennet was dumbfounded when she heard it. After she realized it, she began to complain about her fate. The daughters were all disobedient and so on. Elizabeth knew that Mrs. Bennet would complain endlessly, so she hurried back to her room. Room, so I can hide in peace.

But Qing Jing couldn't hide for too long. After a while, Mrs. Bennet came up to find her. Elizabeth heard a click, and the door was opened by Mrs. Bennet. Elizabeth followed the reputation, and Mrs. Bennet was angry. Walking over with a grunt, Mrs. Bennet recounted the bitterness she poured downstairs to Elizabeth again. After complaining about her own life, she asked her unreasonably why she didn't like Mr. Collins.

Elizabeth let Mrs. Bennet gossip, and she had only one thing to say, which was that she didn't care who was Mr. Collins' wife, but it was by no means her.

Mrs. Bennet saw that Elizabeth was not shaken by what she said, and said that her nerves were sickened by her anger, and she insisted on forcing Elizabeth to admit that she had been abused by her.

However, although Mrs. Bennet was very angry, she saw that there was no hope for Elizabeth, so she had other plans. Mrs. Bennet said to Elizabeth angrily: "Since you don't listen to me, then I will Never mind your business, I'm going to marry Mary to Mr Collins, and you won't ask that Charlotte to come to our house until that's done, do you hear?"

Elizabeth said she heard it.

Mrs. Bennet was about to leave. When she reached the door, she turned to Elizabeth and said, "Don't regret it!"

Elizabeth looked indifferent.

Mrs. Bennet just closed the door and left, but although she had just been abused by her daughter and was so angry by Elizabeth, she did not dare to delay for a moment to find Mr. Collins. She wanted to visit Mr. Collins immediately. She knew that there was no problem with Mr. Collins' thoughts. Mary liked Mr. Collins' talent more than any other daughter. The only problem was Mr. Collins.

Mrs. Bennet went to the study to find Mr. Collins.

Mr. Bennet, who was being tirelessly annoyed by Mr. Collins's rhetoric, immediately seized the opportunity to say, "Go with Mrs. Bennet, Mr. Collins. It's all right for me to be here alone. I'm used to it, but Bennet Mrs. Nate seems to be in urgent need of you, Mrs. Bennet, isn't that right?"

Mrs. Bennet admitted that she did have an urgent matter with Mr. Collins.

Mr. Collins happily put down the book in his hand and went out with Mrs. Bennet. He never liked to read. He just took the biggest book in the study just to impress Mr. Bennet. Now that Mr. Bennet Mrs. Te came to him for something, so he didn't have to suffer. Besides, talking to Mrs. Bennet was quite to his liking.

Mr. Collins was very curious about what Mrs. Bennet wanted for him. As soon as he came to the corridor, Mr. Collins asked, "Dear Madam, what can you do with me?"

Mrs. Bennet thought of the living room before cutting to the point, but Mr. Collins asked her so curiously, and Mrs. Bennet herself was anxious to hear what Mr. Collins would say, so she couldn't help but walk in the hallway. Said above.

"Mr. Collins," said Mrs. Bennet, stopping, "I wanted to ask you—the thing is, you told me you wanted a wife—and I think it's quite right, as you Such a young man deserves a good wife, Mr Collins, and now that you have seen my daughters, what do you think of them?"

Mr. Collins immediately understood Mrs. Bennet's meaning: "As soon as I saw Cousin Elizabeth today, I felt--very hit-and-miss."

Mrs. Bennet gave a long, regretful "Oh," "but sir," said Mrs. Bennet, "I'm afraid Lizzie—it's not quite right."

"...inappropriate?"

Mr. Collins didn't understand what Mrs. Bennet meant, "You told me at noon today that Cousin Elizabeth's temperament couldn't be better..."

Judging from Mrs. Bennet's meaning today, it should be that she wants to marry her cousin Elizabeth to him.

Mr. Collins looked at Mrs. Bennet suspiciously.

Mrs. Bennet hesitated for a while. She didn't know how to explain to Mr. Collins. It's hard to say that Elizabeth didn't like him. Mrs. Bennet suddenly thought of an excuse in a hurry. Mrs. Nate admired herself very much, because this excuse is really the best.

Mrs. Bennet said at once to Mr. Collins: "Well, Lizzie told me today that she had met a young man on her trip, and that they were--very fond of each other, Mr. Collins, I'll just say it , Lizzie may be engaged soon."

Mrs. Bennet stared closely at Mr. Collins' expression when she was speaking, and she soon found that Mr. Collins looked over with suspicion. Mrs. Bennet was afraid that Mr. Collins would see through her lie, in order to increase the credibility of the matter Mrs. Bennet immediately added: "This young man...is a friend of Mr. Bingley, yes, of my eldest son-in-law, Mr. Bingley—he will be visiting at Netherfield in two or three weeks."

Mr. Collins frowned quickly. Mrs. Bennet specially told him that the news was not so pleasant. He had already chosen Cousin Elizabeth as his wife, but it would not work out, Cousin Elizabeth. Soon to be engaged to someone else, he had to choose someone else.

Mr. Collins thought of Cousin Mary. Now the eldest lady of the Bennet family is married, and the second lady is about to get engaged. According to the order, it will naturally be her turn next.

Mrs. Bennet was worried that Mr. Collins would be unhappy, but when she saw that he was not, she unconsciously breathed a sigh of relief. Mrs. Bennet quickly said: "Lizzie is going to be engaged soon, but I guarantee you, sir, My other daughters have none of this, and my third daughter, Mary, especially admires your talent, and she praised you to me yesterday, when we went into the living room after breakfast, and you were talking to Mr Bennet about your Parsonage, Mary whispered to me that you were a good talker, and that she liked your opinions."

When Mr. Collins heard this, his impression of Mary improved a lot. He found that although Mary was not as beautiful as her sisters, she had wisdom and vision beyond her age.

Mrs. Bennet was still waiting for Mr. Collins to answer. Mr. Collins quickly gave her a hint. This hint was only what he thought. In fact, this so-called hint is not much different from the explicit indication. Mr. Collins said so : "I think," said he, "that Cousin Mary is a very sweet girl, and would make a good clergyman's wife."

Mrs. Bennet was delighted by this remark, and she was eager to tell Mary the good news as soon as possible. After parting with Mr. Collins with a smile on her face, Mrs. Bennet went to find Mary immediately.

Mrs. Bennet was impatient. She went to the living room first, but Mary was no longer there. Only Lydia and Kitty were in the living room. Mrs. Bennet stood at the door of the living room and asked loudly: "Good boy! Where's Mary, folks?"

Lydia was happily showing Kitty the things she bought, and impatiently being interrupted, she turned her head and replied "I don't know" loudly, and was about to talk to Kitty.

But Kitty said more: "Mary, Mary has gone upstairs a long time ago, and is either reading in her room, or practicing in the piano-room, and she has nowhere else to go."

Still curious, Kitty asked Mrs. Bennet what she wanted from Mary.

Mrs. Bennet didn't have time to tell them this. She hurried upstairs and met Hill on the stairs. "Well, Hill," Mrs. Bennet asked her, "where are you coming from?" ? Have you seen Miss Mary?"

Hill told Mrs. Bennet that there was no Miss Mary in the piano room.

Mrs. Bennet went directly to Mary's room. This time Mrs. Bennet was much more polite. She knocked on the door first, and then asked, "Mary, I'm mom. Are you in?"

After a few seconds, a slightly indifferent voice came through the door: "...I'm reading a collection of ancient poems, what's the matter?"