[Pride and Prejudice] A Gentleman's Love

When they got home, Elizabeth and Jane were caught by Mrs. Bennet and questioned almost without a break.

"Did he propose to you?"

"Did he beg?" Lydia and Catherine also came over, and even Mary, who was reading in the room, came out, and all of them stared at Jane's answer with wide eyes.

Jane smiled shyly, "No, Mom, we haven't known each other for long."

"But that Mr. Bingley looks like he'd be dying to take you home." Mary defined it with some complacency, as if she had discovered it alone.

"Yes." Catherine agreed, pouted again, "I can't think of anyone else he can marry here, you are the best, Jane."

"Oh, Kitty." Jane went and kissed her sister on the cheek, and Catherine kissed her likewise.

Lydia is now more concerned with the interior of Netherfield than with jealousy of Jane.

"Is it big there? Is there a lot of spare room? Doesn't that Miss Bingley have a lot of pretty clothes?"

"Don't be so superficial, Lydia." Mary said with a frown.

"Because you are a nerd, you are not as good-looking as I am, so you pretend to be noble and don't care about clothes and jewelry." Lydia pointed out bluntly, Mary's face flushed, she snorted and left everyone.

"You're talking too much." Elizabeth glared at Lydia, who pouted and left with a snort.

So, are they sisters?Elizabeth thought, then shook her head.

Mrs. Bennett and Catherine's attention is now completely on Jane. To be precise, they are trying to deduce from Jane's words when the moving five thousand pounds will propose marriage, and they start to imagine what the wedding will be used for. bouquet.

"Women always have so much room for fantasy, even if it's almost invisible," said Mr. Bennet, coming from his study, to Elizabeth, who smiled.

"But Dad, I don't agree with you this time."

"Oh! How do you say it?" Mr. Bennet looked at his daughter with great interest. He liked Elizabeth the most. It was originally because of her intelligence that she showed since she was a child. Enough to add a lot of fun to his boring life, of course, there are also some small troubles.But during this period of time, his second daughter always felt a little changed to him.Mr. Bennet couldn't say it, but it was a good direction anyway, so he was more willing to listen to his daughter's thoughts. You must know that Lizzy was the only one in the whole family who could express her opinions without any scruples.

"The world needs imagination. Women fantasize about having better clothes, so they support tailors. Women fantasize about having more beautiful gardens, so they feed people who sell seeds. Women fantasize about marrying a good husband in the future, so human beings will progress. , isn't it?"

Mr. Bennet laughed, almost trembling with laughter.

"My little boy, where did you get so many weird ideas!"

Elizabeth blinked her eyes, "Books, Dad, I dare say, what I understand is just the surface of what you know!"

This compliment was straightforward but frank, Mr. Bennet was naturally happy, he laughed even louder, and then annoyed Mrs. Bennet, who became dissatisfied, and Mr. Bennet once again turned his attention to his daughter Transferred to his fat lady.

During supper Mr. Bennet announced that his cousin, Mr. Collins, was going to visit them.

"William Collins?" asked Jane, and Mr. Bennet pouted at him to show he was correct.

"Oh! why did he come?"

Mrs. Bennet seemed to be about to throw away the knife and fork in her hand, and Elizabeth was a little curious. Fortunately, Mrs. Bennet was a person who couldn’t keep her mouth shut. When people chatted with her, even if they didn’t listen Half a paragraph can also know the cause and effect.

"I don't welcome him. Why on earth did he come? You're not dead, Mr. Bennett! He just couldn't wait to come and take over your estate!"

Bennet looked confused and said such a thing, but Mr. Bennet was very tolerant of his wife, and even echoed a few words to relieve Mrs. Bennet.

"I really don't want to see him. What is he doing here?" Mrs. Bennet sighed.

"Perhaps just come and visit us," said Mr. Bennett.

"Impossible, that's a predator." Mrs. Bennet said angrily. At this time, Elizabeth remembered that in this era, in a family like theirs, five daughters could not inherit their father's property. It's not fair, she thought, no wonder so many women are trying to marry a rich man.

"If he comes, we can't drive him out, my dear lady."

"I'd like to think so," muttered Mrs. Bennet.

"But you can't, so please prepare well at noon tomorrow, dear."

In the evening, when Elizabeth was going to bed, Mrs. Bennet came in.

"Aren't you asleep yet? Mom." Jane asked, she was arranging her long hair just now.She is a serious and meticulous girl who always takes great care of her hair, and Elizabeth, she always looses it casually, or weaves it into a big braid and puts it behind her. Compared with spending time taking care of them, she prefers I'd rather use it to read a book.

"Oh! Jane, my dear, you are so beautiful!" Mrs. Bennet was delighted to see her eldest daughter, and could not help kissing her, because she was so sweet, sensible, gentle and generous, and almost never worried about her. .Now, she has also successfully caught a man who earns five thousand pounds a year.

"Mom, I don't think you came here just to talk about this matter." Elizabeth smiled. The girl was lying on the bed in a nightgown, holding an apple high in her hand, looking horrible. It was far from Jane, so Mrs. Bennet frowned.

"Look at your dress, Lizzy."

Elizabeth looked down and saw that her skirt had rubbed up quite a bit, exposing her white calf. She blinked, then put down the rolled up nightgown, and looked at Bennett with a cute look. Mrs.

"What should I do with you?" Mrs. Bennet sighed with a headache.

Elizabeth took a bite of the apple, and said crisply, "Mom, what exactly are you trying to say?"

Mrs. Bennet held back, but at last she couldn't, and snatched Elizabeth's apple, and said, "How did that Mr. Darcy treat you?"

Elizabeth coughed, and after a while, she smiled and said, "Mom, what exactly do you want to say?"

"You answer my question first." Mrs. Bennet patted the back of her daughter's hand.

"Well, it's quite ordinary."

"Is that so?" Mrs. Bennet frowned, then thought for a while and said.

"In that case, what do you think of Mr. William Collins?"

Elizabeth's eyes widened, and even Jane was stunned for a moment.

"Mom, I thought you hated that Mr. Collins." Elizabeth said dryly.

"I hate him, it's all because he is your father's cousin, the one who will inherit your father's estate after his death, it has nothing to do with who he is."

"But I'm not familiar with Mr. Collins." Elizabeth finally restrained her lazy look and sat up.

"He'll be back tomorrow. There's a letter from him at your father's place." Mrs. Bennet paused, blinked her eyes, and said mysteriously.

"I think the purpose of his visit this time should be to choose one of your five sisters."

"But that doesn't mean it has to be me, Mom."

"But Jane already has Mr. Bingley, Mary, well, Mary is not as good as the two of you, and Catherine and Lydia are a little younger, who are you!"

Elizabeth blinked her eyes, and felt that she couldn't understand Mrs. Bennet's eagerness to marry her off. She always felt that there was a Chinese cabbage sale, buy one get one free.

"Mom, it's too urgent, that Cousin Collins, we don't even have an impression of him." Jane said.

Mrs. Bennet smiled, "He's your father's cousin, and he can't be that bad. What's more, from the wording of his letter, I can see that he's not a bad guy."

Elizabeth rolled her eyes, feeling that she could guess without looking at why this Mr. Collins was suddenly treated with kindness by Mrs. Bennet. It must be some compliment from him, and the best compliment is There is nothing better than to praise her children without hesitation in front of the mother.

"At noon tomorrow, remember to dress me up nicely, my dear." Mrs. Bennet left happily after leaving these words, while Elizabeth was thinking quickly about her thoughts.