[Pride and Prejudice] A Gentleman's Love

Although Mrs. Bennet was always unhappy with Mr. Harnett, she did her homework when he came to visit.

"I can't let people look down on our family." The hostess babbled to her fireplace, and asked the maid to clean it until there was no dust.

Mr Harnett's visit was a success.Although his expression was always light, he was gentle and polite, and every word he said seemed to come from the heart rather than rough compliments, which Elizabeth's mother loved.Before long, she would be heaping up all the food and drink at Mr. Hartnett and his nephew.

After Mr. Harnett and his nephew left, Mrs. Bennet took Elizabeth by the hand.

"My dear, I think this Mr. Harnett is a very good man. I thought he was a cold man, not willing to be on good terms with our neighbours, but he seems to be a very good man."

Elizabeth smiled, knowing it almost without her mother saying anything.

"No, Mom, we can't."

"Oh, you little fool, I can tell that he likes you very much. He doesn't say much to Jane. Among the few girls, he is willing to keep his eyes on you."

"Mom, that's because I'm the one he knows best. If you say that, it's better to say that Mr. Harnett likes Dad better. When the two of them talk about it, it's like they are old friends who have known each other for more than ten years. !" Elizabeth made a joke, and Mrs. Bennet gave her a look.

"What exactly are you looking for?"

"What kind?" Elizabeth blinked, she looked up at her mother and smiled.

"Kindness, integrity, honesty, and, let me trust with all my heart."

"Are you talking about God? My dear." Mrs. Bennet stared at her daughter and said loudly, "Maybe God can satisfy your request."

"No, there is such a person already." Elizabeth said in her heart, looking satisfied, and irritating Mrs. Bennet who didn't know what to do.

The Meryton Ball began, the last of the year's outdoor dances, and indoor gatherings became more popular in the winter months.

Elizabeth saw Mr. Wickham for the first time since the incident, and he was as handsome as ever, except for a bruise on the brow bone, but he didn't seem to want to hide it at all, as if, he always tried to Before the last trace disappears, remind people not to forget to condemn the person.

Elizabeth pursed her lips. She wanted to leave here, but Mr. Wickham found her.

"Miss Elizabeth Bennet!"

Elizabeth pouted inwardly. She stood, waiting for the young officer to approach.

"What's the matter? Mr. Wickham." Elizabeth said with a smile, but she was secretly looking at the other party in her heart.

"Well, I haven't seen you for a long time, and you haven't been out much since that happened," said Mr. Wickham in a regretful tone.

"I'm really sorry about that."

Wickham was a little pleased to hear this.At this moment, all he was thinking was to make people have a bad impression of Darcy, but he never thought that if Elizabeth was really worried about him, she should visit him and care about him like everyone else, instead of waiting Let him come by himself.

"Actually, that day was just an accident. I don't think Mr. Darcy did it on purpose. Otherwise, if he was really a bad person, he wouldn't have left without regret."

Elizabeth's expression became restrained, but the man was still talking on his own, using his acclaimed generosity and gentleness to "unconsciously" slander Mr. Darcy.

"Mr. Wickham." Elizabeth smiled, "I think if you walk too many dark roads, you will bump into ghosts."

"What?" Wickham was taken aback by the interruption.

"Oh, it's nothing, I'm just worried that your brow bone scar will hurt again." Elizabeth smiled.George Wickham looked a little ugly.

"Miss Elizabeth Bennet, have you been deceived?"

"Cheated?" Elizabeth blinked, "No, I don't understand what you mean."

Mr. Wickham looked at her suspiciously, and Elizabeth asked, "Is your scar completely healed? If so, then I'm really sorry for asking such a rude question." Elizabeth said a little guilty, but Soon, she added another word of concern.

"But Mr. Wickham, although I don't know medicine, if you think everything is fine, but the outside is still not healed, it's okay. Pain is very important. It can make people remember better and avoid injury. I used to prick my finger It hurt a lot, and I became more careful later, so things like this rarely happened."

George Wickham looked at Elizabeth with a complicated expression. He always felt that there was something unacceptable in this girl's words, but he seemed unable to say it for a while.

"Ah, Mr. Wickham, your friend is calling for you," said Elizabeth, and Wickham left.He felt that he had to think about it, so he couldn't help but glanced at Elizabeth again when he left, but seeing that she was just walking through the crowd at ease, even if it wasn't the most beautiful, it still made people want to hold this butterfly in their palms.

Elizabeth didn't know that Wickham was watching her from behind, and she was very happy to ask him at the moment.

She doesn't like to dance, and food is more attractive to her at the ball.

"Eliza!" greeted Gerald, and next to him was Mr. Harnett, who was wearing a decent dress, and his thin body looked very good.

Mr. Harnett did not look like a small-town guy, he looked like a gentleman of the upper class.thought Elizabeth.It's just that she's eating with a plate at the moment, that's not ladylike enough.

"I have to say that the craftsmanship of this little dessert is very good, but the rest is not as good as my little uncle's." Gerrard said with a grin.

"Indeed." Elizabeth put down the plate and smiled, "I haven't seen you all go dancing."

"Girls love officers more. They're too slender. I'm afraid I'll strangle them." Gerald said honestly. Elizabeth laughed and shifted her gaze to Mr. Harnett.

"And you, Mr. Harnett, I think you're refined and a gentleman enough."

"If I'm not mistaken," Gerald winked, "my little uncle is about to invite her."

"Jennie," snapped Mr. Harnett, frowning, and Gerald snorted.

Elizabeth blinked, not that she was surprised, well, a little bit, but she always thought that Mr. Harnett should have a better woman to match him.

If it was just a dance between friends, she would not refuse, but if it was as Gerald suggested, Elizabeth thought she had to refuse.

She had already prepared two sets of plans to deal with it, but she didn't expect that when Mr. Harnett just spoke, a man came striding from a distance, and his deep voice was a bit tough.

"I can invite..."

"Miss Elizabeth Bennet, are you going to break your promise again?" The man who was as tough as steel came over with a slightly mocking tone.

Elizabeth's eyes lit up, she smiled, her slender eyelashes spread out softly like the wings of a butterfly opening and closing.