[Pride and Prejudice] Crossing into Elizabeth

The next day they set off for Derbyshire as originally planned.

The weather in December is naturally cold, and the weather is gloomy and the air is humid, making it even more wet and cold. Everyone is wearing a lot of clothes. Miss Bingley took the same carriage as Jane, and they lowered the door curtain. Yes, but that's the case, there is still a cold wind blowing in.

The Hursts traveled in another carriage, but as Mr. Hurst had no horses, they hired horses from the post.

Mr. Bingley rode beside him.

After they walked for a while, Bentley rode his horse and approached their carriage. He asked loudly from outside: "Ladies, are you cold inside? Do you need more clothes?"

Everyone said no.

Bingley was still a little worried, so he specifically asked Jane: "Jane, don't you really need an extra dress? Otherwise, ask the maid to find you a blanket to cover your body."

Emphasis on sex and despise girls, is there any?

Just ask your wife not your sister!

Elizabeth stole a glance at Miss Bingley, but Miss Bingley had a smile on her face. Elizabeth saw her squeeze Jane's hand, and Miss Bingley smiled and said, "Jane, my brother is a good husband, isn't he?"

Jane blushed a little, and Miss Bingley raised her voice and said to her brother outside the carriage: "Charles, please ask the maid to bring out two blankets from the trunk, there are four of us, two blankets are enough, tell Sophie to take my Bring me that red silk velvet blanket."

Mr. Bingley said yes, and then they heard him gallop away, and a moment later Mr. Bingley drew back the curtain and handed over two blankets.

Miss Bingley took one of them and laid it over her and Jane's lap.

Elizabeth took the other and covered herself and Lydia.

Bingley's face was a little red from the cold, and Jane said to him distressedly: "You also get into the carriage, it's so cold outside, your face is red from the cold."

Bingley didn't care. He said, "I just like riding a horse. I'm not afraid of the cold. Caroline, did I tell you? Darcy and I rode around Derbyshire at this time last year. It was raining, and by the time we got back to Pemberley we were both drenched in our overcoats, the cold was no big deal to us men, you needn't worry, Jane dear, if I got cold I'd go in Here comes the carriage, well, this carriage is sure to fail, but I must go and find Louisa, and their carriage is empty."

Seeing that Bingley insisted on riding a horse, Jane could only let him go.

Miss Bingley said: "You have the nerve to say that you and Mr. Darcy were riding outside in such a cold day, and it was still raining, and your coat was soaked when you came back! If our parents are still alive, look at them I will teach you a lesson!"

Mr. Bingley said with some amusement on his face: "Ha, you will teach your brother a lesson too. You never talk like that in front of Mr. Darcy."

Miss Bingley blushed a little, and said that her brother was talking nonsense.

Elizabeth thought it very interesting, and she felt that this visit to Pemberley would certainly not be boring.

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Jane also seemed to catch the meaning behind Mr. Bingley's words, and Elizabeth smiled when she saw her.

Mr. Bingley went out quickly, and Miss Bingley seemed a little embarrassed, and was too embarrassed to speak for a while.On the contrary, Lydia was very interested in the blanket on Miss Bingley. Lydia looked at Miss Bingley and said, "Miss Bingley, this blanket of yours must be very comfortable?" She reached out and touched Miss Bingley's blanket, "This The fur is so soft, the stitches are dense, and the pattern is so beautiful, Miss Bingley, you must have specially hired someone to do it, right?"

Miss Bingley looked down on Lydia at first, and if it was normal, she would have just slurred it, but now she found something to say, so as to alleviate the current embarrassment, Miss Bingley began to talk Let's talk about blankets.

What kind of fluff imported from India, a famous tailor in London, Lydia lost interest after hearing a few words, she yawned, rolled her eyes around, and said loudly: "I'm a little sleepy, this kind of The weather is sitting in a carriage with a blanket on her body! Alas, I really want to sleep. I can’t believe that Maria wanted to sleep when she was sitting in a carriage last time! Now I know that what she said is true,” she said. He yawned again and stopped talking.

Jane felt that Lydia's behavior was really impolite, and she was afraid that Miss Bingley would be offended, so she quickly went on to say: "Caroline, I heard Bingley say something about Mr. Darcy, but not much, and you all seem to agree with me. Is Mr. Darcy familiar? Have you known him long?"

"Oh, it's been a long time," Miss Bingley seemed to be interested, she said: "He is a good friend of my brother. They have known each other in Cambridge for five or six years. At that time, I was still in St. Rose's Ladies' College." , but soon Louisa and I also met Mr. Darcy. Mr. Darcy's mother was an aristocrat, and their family was a famous family in Derbyshire. Beautiful, you'll know when we get to Pemberley, it's a good ten miles round the estate, and Mr Darcy has a sister, Miss Georgiana Darcy, who's a lady of many talents, and of course very annoying Lovely, me and Louisa both adore her."

"Oh," said Jane, "and Mr. Darcy? What kind of man is he?"

"Mr. Darcy," said Miss Bingley, with some embarrassment, "he's a fine young man."

Jane smiled. She noticed something when Bingley said that just now, and now it is basically confirmed that Miss Bingley has a good impression of Mr. Darcy, Jane likes Miss Bingley very much, and Miss Bingley is her husband's sister, she naturally Hope she is well, Jane is looking forward to seeing this Mr. Darcy.This Mr. Darcy, she thought, was certainly a very suitable station for Miss Bingley, and if he was a very nice young man himself, he would be quite a match for Miss Bingley.

They spent two nights on the way. They only needed one night. Mr. Hurst said that they could reach Pemberley before dinner by speeding up, but Miss Bingley was firmly opposed to this. She said: "My God, Mr. Hurst, how could you come up with such an idea? Going to someone's house at dinner time! It's so impolite, I can't do it under any circumstances. Dear Louisa, I dare say you don't either. Will let Mr Hearst do that."

So they spent another night on the way.

Finally arrived in Derbyshire on the third day.

We met in the dining room of the hotel that morning, but Miss Bingley did not show up after waiting. Mr. Bingley asked a maid to look for Miss Bingley in the room where Miss Bingley lived. The maid went there quickly, and then a while later. Miss Bingley came out at last.

Elizabeth understood everything when she saw Miss Bingley's dress.

This is the capacity of a woman who pleases herself!

She was wearing a very bright dress with a tube top, revealing a large area of ​​skin, and Miss Bingley put a thick white wool shawl on her shoulders, making her look luxurious and graceful.

Miss Bingley smiled apologetically at everyone and said, "I'm sorry to keep you waiting for so long."

Jane said, "It's okay, we just arrived too. Caroline, you look so beautiful today."

Miss Bingley smiled reservedly.

Elizabeth found it more and more interesting, and she thought that the trip to Pemberley was not in vain.

Lydia muttered something in a low voice, but Elizabeth didn't catch it.

They had breakfast, Mr. Bingley paid his bill, and they all set off again.

After another two or three hours in the carriage, they reached Pemberley at noon.

The beauty of Pemberley is well-deserved, and everyone is amazed.

Lydia kept saying, "Oh, it's such a beautiful place, I really like it here."

Elizabeth wondered if this is a place where people live, it can be regarded as a scenic spot, okay?

The manor was very large, and they entered it in a carriage. After walking for a long time in a beautiful forest, with the sound of horseshoes, Elizabeth felt as if she had entered a fairy tale world.

Slowly and finally, I vaguely saw a large and magnificent stone building.

The carriage moved a little further, and they could see someone standing at the door.Later, the carriage finally stopped in front of the villa, and they heard the sound of Mr. Bingley getting off the carriage in the carriage, and then a deep male voice said with a smile: "Bingley, you bastard, I haven't seen you for a few months, and you are married .”