[Pride and Prejudice] A Gentleman's Love

Mr. Darcy is a very efficient person, and the book was delivered quickly and carefully placed in a waterproof kraft paper bag.It was not long before Hartnett and Mr. Butler returned.

"Today, Miss Elizabeth," said Mr. Harnett softly, looking exhausted.

"It's okay, Mr. Harnett. Also, I found this book." Elizabeth said with a smile, and handed the book to Mr. Harnett.

"Oh, this is really good news!" Mr. Harnett showed a smiling face, gently stroking the cover of the book with his fingers, as if it was some priceless treasure.

"Would you like some tea?" the man asked.Elizabeth shook her head.

"No, Mr. Harnett, I must go home."

"Okay." Mr. Harnett didn't hold back too much anymore, but he still said happily.

"If you like in the future, please feel free to come over."

"Then, thank you." Elizabeth blinked, feeling very happy.

"I'll see her off, little uncle. I'll leave it to you first. You can help me with the heavy stuff when I get back." Gerald said with a grin, and Mr. Harnett nodded slightly.

"OK then."

After leaving the library, Elizabeth asked Gerald curiously.

"Is Mr. Harnett really your uncle?"

"Of course that's true," Gerald said with a smile, not minding Elizabeth's question.

"You really don't look like it." Elizabeth teased.These days, she and Gerald have become very familiar, and she likes this big man very much, because Gerald has a very straightforward personality, and he does not twitch towards Elizabeth at all.

"Yeah, that's what everyone said." Gerald scratched his cheek and laughed a little. "I'm more like my father. My little uncle and my mother are like my grandmother."

"You don't have any other relatives here, do you?"

"Well, I don't know why my little uncle chose this place, but there's nothing strange about it." Gerald shrugged his shoulders, "He's been walking around since before."

"Are you with him?"

"No." Gerald shook his head, then brightened the muscles in his arms, showing his white teeth, "I used to be a sailor."

Elizabeth's eyes lit up, "Then you must have seen a lot of interesting things. I heard that there are always all kinds of interesting things on the sea."

"Yes!" The big man also showed nostalgia.

"Then why didn't you continue working?"

Gerald let out an "ah", blushed in embarrassment, touched his nose again, and said in a low voice, "Because the captain said his daughter has taken a fancy to me."

Elizabeth burst out laughing, and Gerald also laughed happily. With his hands on his hips, he said proudly: "I don't want that kind of barbaric woman. I have already thought about it. I will marry a gentle girl in the future." , looks, at least not worse than my little uncle."

"Mr. Harnett would be offended if he heard you say that about him." Elizabeth rolled her eyes.

"Then you can't say that." Gerald's eyes widened. "If you tell him, he shouldn't cook for me." The big man showed that if I couldn't eat, I would The pitiful expression, the shaggy beard and the big moist eyes made Elizabeth really want to reach out and touch her.But after thinking about it, if I really did it, it would be bad.After all, no matter how straightforward Mr. Butler is, he is also a man of this era.

"Well, I won't say it," Elizabeth assured.It didn't take long to arrive at her house, and the youngest Lydia walked up to her. Her big round eyes stared when she saw Gerald.

"Lydia!" Elizabeth greeted, and the latter trotted over, then tugged on Elizabeth's sleeve, and asked in a low voice, "Who is this person?"

"Mr. Harnett's nephew, Mr. Gerald Butler." Elizabeth introduced Gerald again.

"Hello, Miss Lydia." Gerald asked heartily, but Lydia only responded lightly, and dragged Elizabeth into the room.

"Wait, Lydia, that's rude," Elizabeth whispered, but Lydia just gave her a look.Elizabeth had no choice but to say goodbye to Gerald with a smile, as she didn't want Gerrard to notice the abnormality.

When they got back into the house, Elizabeth finally freed her arm from Lydia's grasp.

"You will misunderstand Jenny." Elizabeth was used to addressing Mr. Butler like this, but Lydia's eyes widened.

"Jennie? Oh! My God! Lizzy, how can you be so kind to that savage?"

Elizabeth frowned a little unhappy.

"Barbarian? No, Lydia, you can't call him that, it's rude, and besides, he's a very friendly and kind man."

Lydia looked a little excited, she waved her little hand indiscriminately, and then pointed to her arm.

"Didn't you see his arm? There's a lot of horrible stuff on it!"

"It's just tattoos and some scars, Lydia." Elizabeth sighed.

"Just?" Lydia exclaimed, "That just means he's not a good guy!"

Elizabeth pressed the center of her eyebrows, "That doesn't mean anything, Lydia, you can't judge a person so easily."

"Lizzy, it's you who don't understand now. I can guarantee that even my mother will agree with me!" Lydia came back from the outside as soon as Mrs. Bennet finished speaking.

"What's the noise?"

"Mom!" Lydia cried, and then told Mrs. Bennet with some excitement.

"Oh! Lizzy, Lydia is right this time, she is not a good person."

"Mom, Mr. Gerald was just a sailor before. It was just a job. He doesn't eat people, he doesn't beat people indiscriminately, and he doesn't have the bad habit of speaking foul language. He is very kind and upright." Elizabeth said almost in one breath. but it was evident that nothing could be done to persuade Mrs. Bennet and her young daughter.

"You're so naive, Lizzy." Lydia said pretending to be mature, which was usually what their father said to her and Catherine.

"I'll have to tell your father about it, and let him have a good time with you girls," said Mrs. Bennet, counting Elizabeth with her hands, who just shook her head.

In the evening, when Mr. Bennet returned, he learned of the incident, but, as Elizabeth expected, Mr. Bennet was always on her side.

"Bad guys don't have the four characters 'I'm a bad guy' engraved on their foreheads. Similarly, can we say that a person is a murderer just because he took a knife?"

"You're lying!" Mrs. Bennet glared at her husband.

Mr. Bennet shrugged his shoulders. "Facts will tell, my good lady."

Mrs. Bennet was about to say something more, but a letter in Mr. Bennet's hand caught her attention.

"what is this?"

"A letter, obviously." Mr. Bennet raised an eyebrow, teasing his fat lady, who gave him another look, and snatched the letter away.

"Oh! God!"

"What, Mom! What happened!" Lydia asked eagerly, even Elizabeth was a little curious.

Mrs. Bennet looked at everyone with some joy, then hugged her eldest daughter Jane and kissed her hard, and finally announced that Jane would have an important date.

"It's just a dinner, it's not something to show off." Lydia said with some jealousy.

"You're just jealous because the officer you're looking at hasn't responded to you at all since the ball," Catherine pointed out that fact.

"Then what's your business? You should take care of the freckles on the tip of your nose." Lydia glared at Catherine, then ran to her room, leaving only Catherine crying in anger.

"Leave her alone." Mrs. Bennet hugged her fourth daughter perfunctorily, and then began to look at the invitation letter with bright eyes.

"This is written by Mr. Bingley's sister. She will most likely be Jane's little sister in the future."

Jane's cheeks were flushed, obviously she was also very excited.

Elizabeth didn't know how important this dinner was, but judging from their appearance, it should be said that after this, Jane would probably marry that lovely Mr. Bingley.

"Oh! And, Lizzy, you're invited here!" Mrs. Bennet pointed the corner of the envelope to Elizabeth, who froze for a moment.

"Why me?"

"Maybe it's that Mr. Darcy." Mrs. Bennet said casually. She was immersed in joy at the moment, and she didn't have such deep malice towards that Mr. Darcy. After all, it was a one-off A man with an annual income of more than £1.

Elizabeth hesitated, then said, "I don't really want to go."

"That's impossible!" said Mrs. Bennet, with her hands on her hips. "You must go, and if they ask, we must obey, and your sister's marriage to Mr. Bingley will be more secure."

Elizabeth looked at Mrs. Bennet's tough attitude, and then at Jane. Although the latter said nothing, it was obvious that she wanted someone to accompany her.

"Okay." She compromised.

"It's great, Lizzy, I won't be so flustered with you by my side." Jane hugged her, and Elizabeth just thought to herself why that Mr. Darcy wanted her to go too. Maybe he really took a fancy to her?