[Pride and Prejudice] A Gentleman's Love

During the meal, Elizabeth was very satisfied with the food, after all, she is a carnivore.Apparently, in order to emphasize their status as rich people, Miss Bingley did not spare much effort.

"How do you feel, Miss Bennet?" asked Miss Bingley.

"It's delicious, Miss Caroline." Jane replied sincerely, and showed a smile.Although Jane doesn't like this kind of overly greasy food very much, it doesn't prevent her from recognizing the deliciousness of this food and giving her praise.

"En." Miss Bingley replied, with a haughty smile on her lips.Elizabeth blinked and continued cutting up the food on her plate.

"Do you like this stew?" It was Mr. Hurst who couldn't stop talking because of his strong interest in food since the beginning.He doesn't have any major interests, except for enjoying food. Years of experience allow him to distinguish at a glance who really loves food and who just pretends to love them for some unavoidable reasons.

"I like it very much. The meat is tender, slightly sweet, and the gravy is very rich."

Obviously Elizabeth's answer was to Mr. Hester's appetite. The latter's eyes lit up. He was about to continue talking, but Mrs. Hester had already kicked him from the bottom.

Elizabeth pretended not to see it, lowered her head slightly and continued to concentrate on cutting the food on her plate, but this did not prevent her from showing a smile.

After lunch, everyone went out of the dining room. Since it was still raining, we couldn't stay in the small garden outside, so we took a rest in the living room.

Mrs. Hurst was evidently a type accustomed to making enemies of any woman who would interest her husband, so, after lunch, she sent Mr. Hurst to his study, claiming that he had many more To deal with official documents, Elizabeth just pouted in her heart.

"Let's play cards for a while." Miss Bingley suggested, and Jane agreed with a smile, but Elizabeth couldn't play cards.

"You won't?" Mrs. Hurst obviously wanted to seize every opportunity to humiliate Elizabeth from the time her husband started to ask Elizabeth, so she deliberately raised her voice and shouted, and then revealed An exaggerated expression, as if it was a shame not to be able to play poker now.

"Louisa, I think Elizabeth prefers to read books. Playing cards is not the best pastime, only people like us who don't love books like it." Caroline said lightly, shuffling the cards in her hands.

Elizabeth was satirized by these two women, but she didn't feel too angry. After all, they didn't want to see her, and she didn't want to see these two people. There was obviously nothing to be angry about the stranger's attack, but Jane was different. She would rather suffer I feel wronged, and I don't want my sister to be said that.

"Playing cards and reading are good pastimes, I think both are good."

Miss Bingley snorted softly, then looked back at Darcy.

"And you, Darcy, do you want to come and play?"

"No, I don't need it. I want to take advantage of this time to reply to the letter."

"Okay." Caroline nodded, and then added another sentence.

"Remember to say hello to your sister for me, and invite her over if you can. It's really hard for me to have no one to talk to here."

Miss Bingley's words softly stabbed the Bennet sisters, and a blushing of embarrassment appeared on Jane's face, while Elizabeth stopped smiling.

From the very beginning, Mr. Bingley felt that something was wrong.Men are always careless, or in other words, they are always unwilling to believe in those little struggles, because they think that if their elder sister and younger sister love him deeply, they must also love the girl he loves and his sister deeply. family.

"Caroline, have you finished shuffling the cards?" At this moment, Mr. Bingley, who was shocked by the facts, could only change the subject clumsily, and the former didn't say much, just agreed.

The rain was still falling, but it was much lighter. Elizabeth moved her stiff neck. She really couldn't feel the fun of playing cards at all.

"Can I go for a walk?" Elizabeth asked Jane in a low voice, and the latter gave her a worried look. At this time, Miss Bingley next to her spoke out.

"Of course you can."

Elizabeth didn't try to guess the meaning of Miss Bingley's words. Mr. Bingley in front of him had already put down the cards in his hand, and the gentleman asked her if she needed company.

"It's okay, you can continue to play, I'm sorry I was too disappointing."

"Don't say that, it's my fault that I couldn't take care of you." Mr. Bingley's face flushed with embarrassment, like a child, he explained clumsily but sincerely.

"For a well-meaning host like you, if there are still mistakes, it must be that I am too picky as a guest." Elizabeth teased lightly, and everyone's attention was naturally shifted to Mr. Bingley, and they were amused.

The embarrassment was easily resolved in this way, Elizabeth left the living room, but did not go too far, just walked casually in the corridor, and finally stood by the fan-shaped window.

"What do you see?"

Mr. Darcy came over and looked at her intently with those blue eyes.

"It's nothing, um, just watch the rain." Elizabeth replied casually.

"What did you say, and then you told me that you were watching the rain." Mr. Darcy pointed out that he was already standing beside Elizabeth, but he decently granted them some space.

"Why do you always pick on my words?" Elizabeth asked, tilting her head.

"Picky?" Mr. Darcy raised his eyebrows, pursed his slightly thin lips, and then said.

"If you think that's nitpicking, it's too easy."

Elizabeth smiled, "Okay, let's change the subject of this tongue-twisting topic, have you finished writing your letter?"

Mr. Darcy nodded slightly.

"Then did you add Miss Bingley's words?" Elizabeth smiled narrowly.The man glanced at her, then answered.

"There is no room for the letter at the end, maybe next time."

Elizabeth was happy, she brushed her hair and said, "You are a bit cunning. If you didn't intend to write it, then don't give her such an ambiguous response."

"I said miss, if this is cunning, I have to wonder what kind of place you live in."

"Ah!" Elizabeth sighed in a low voice, then raised her eyes to look at Mr. Darcy, with a flickering expression, but also with a trace of sincerity.

"Where I need to use my brain and don't need to use my brain, it doesn't matter where I live, what matters, it depends on what you want, doesn't it?"

Mr. Darcy was silent for a while, and then took a step forward. He looked at the rain outside the window, and replied after a while: "I agree with you, but," the man turned to look at Elizabeth, a little inquiring.

"This also makes me have to doubt you, did you really grow up here?"

Elizabeth smiled, looked at the gentleman in front of her, and then shook her head.

"What do you think, sir, I've lived here for many years, and I want to go out for a walk, but I can't." She sighed, and then rolled her eyes again.

"So I like reading books. If I can't go around, at least I can read more in the book."

"Reading is a good habit." Mr. Darcy said after a moment of silence, putting aside the previous topic and retreating to a conservative place.The two of them said some unimportant words, which were decent but meaningless.This kind of probing behavior always made Elizabeth very excited, but it was also a little dangerous.After all, people always get carried away, but Elizabeth knows herself.

"Come on, Mr. Darcy, if we don't go in again, some people will probably be upset." Elizabeth turned and said relaxedly.

Mr. Darcy nodded, and the two walked slowly towards the living room. After walking for a while, Elizabeth heard the man's words while she was wandering.

"Have you tied me and Caroline together?"

"Isn't it?" Elizabeth blinked. From her perspective, she could only see the man's good-looking profile. It was a different face from Mr. Bennet's kind and funny face, and it was not Mr. Bingley. That kind of beauty, but another, very unique look. If those sharp jaws were on someone else, I'm afraid that this person would look a little fierce or not noble, but Mr. Darcy was different, that made him Charming to look at, this is a unique man whose character you seem to know just by looking at him.

Elizabeth didn't know that her dazed appearance had been noticed by the other party, but he indulged her and let her look at her.

"No." Mr. Darcy took a moment to speak.

"Oh." Elizabeth replied, taking advantage of this short period of time to let her brain belong to her again, she lowered her head and looked at it casually.

When they entered, the card game seemed to be over. Jane and Miss Caroline won, and Mrs. Hurst and Mr. Bingley lost, but one seemed a little unhappy, while the other seemed very happy.

Elizabeth laughed again. Once again, she felt that Mr. Bingley was indeed a good man. Isn't there an old saying that a man's character can be seen when he plays cards. If the brand is not good, the character is probably not very good Sample.

"Were you and Darcy together just now?" Miss Bingley asked slowly, but her eyes were meaningful.

Elizabeth was just about to answer, but Mr. Darcy seldom interrupted her.

"No, it's just a coincidence."

Elizabeth was a little surprised to see Mr. Darcy lying without changing his face, but soon, she laughed again.

Miss Bingley is obviously a suspicious and clever woman, but at the same time, Mr. Darcy's character of never talking nonsense makes her deeply trust him and never doubt him. Some harsh words of soft knives were swallowed.

"Then we should leave too." Jane got up and said.

"So soon?" Mr. Bingley said stupidly, Jane blushed, Elizabeth smiled, and walked over to hold Jane's arm.

"If you stay any longer, you won't be able to leave. It's not good if it rains heavily. Let's go back when the rain is not heavy."

After thinking about it, Mr. Bingley still agreed, but his expression was really hard to conceal.

Mr. Darcy hasn't spoken much since then, and in the end because the servant sent a document, he didn't come out with Mr. Bingley and the others to send Elizabeth and the others.