[Comprehensive Book] A Rose for Catherine

Lydia would say that because she thinks Netherfield is the most decent mansion in the vicinity. Catherine is not surprised, she just raised her eyebrows and smiled.

"Then—Lydia, you may need to rush your tailor. And, you must be sure that Mr. Bingley will invite Dr. Bright to the ball."

Lydia said grimly, "Didn't he say he was a respectable gentleman? If he was so respectable, Mr. Bingley would definitely call on him and invite him to attend."

The implication was that he wouldn't be a decent gentleman if he wasn't invited.

Catherine couldn't help but laugh, but compared to a stranger who has no friendship, her sister is more important.She agreed with Lydia's words without hesitation.

After they chatted, Catherine drove home with Mrs. Bennet and Lydia, leaving Elizabeth with Jane, who was getting better.

Lydia also made a suggestion to Mr. Bingley, asking him to give a ball at Netherfield.It was not a suggestion, but Mr. Bingley had promised to hold a beautiful ball in Netherfield long ago, which made Lydia think of reminding him.At the same time, Catherine deliberately talked to Mr. Knightley before saying goodbye.

Mr. Knightley, unlike the rest of Netherfield, whom Catherine spoke little of, was the most fond of him of the Netherfield group.

He has a good work and rest habit. He takes a half-hour walk around the neighborhood every morning, and he is full of praise for the rural scenery of Longborn from the bottom of his heart.Catherine stopped him on his way back to Netherfield Mansion.

"Good day, sir."

Catherine lifted the hem of her skirt and bowed to him as a courtesy.

Knightley responded immediately.

"Good day, Miss Kitty."

"Would you like to walk a little longer?" Catherine hesitated and asked.

"Why not? What a sight here."

His gentle smile spread out at the corner of his mouth, like a shallow crescent arc.In all fairness, Mr. Knightley is not the kind of fashionable boy with oily hair and noodles that is widely sought after by young ladies nowadays. He is a few years older than Darcy and Bingley, and has been the sheriff of his parish for a long time. He is mature and restrained in his dealings with others , with an impeccable mature and elegant demeanor.It seems that the years have filtered out the frivolous side, leaving only mellow and gentle.

It was a very comfortable thing to talk to him, Catherine felt sincerely.So she generously thanked her for what happened yesterday without much detour.

"I heard what Lizzie said. Thank you for stopping Miss Bingley from waking me up yesterday morning. I had a good dream." Catherine looked at the tree-lined path ahead. Still showing a vibrant vitality.As she spoke, she suddenly smiled and blinked at him, "Of course, thank you for what you said last night. To be honest! I don't like what Miss Bingley said at all."

Knightley already had a certain understanding of her character when he first met her, and he only smiled when she heard her say it so bluntly, "Miss Kitty, you don't have to thank you for these little things. I just show consideration for a sick sister I have a brother by blood. That's why I thought you must be exhausted after looking after Miss Jane all night. I just said a word to Miss Bingley."

"As for what happened last night, it was just because our views happened to be similar, and everyone has the right to express their own views in a discussion. But Miss Kitty's thoughts really surprised me."

Catherine stopped, she couldn't go any farther, or she wouldn't hear Lydia calling her.

"Sir, you see, although what happened yesterday morning was just a matter of little effort for you, but for me, you are the only one who did that. That's why I must thank you." Catherine said lightly, "As for I was delighted to have the understanding of a gentleman last night."

She knew that what she said last night was not polite, but Darcy was not angry, and did not argue for herself. Knightley, who was among the "criticized objects", supported her point of view, which made her feel a little bit Indescribable mood.

Well, she thought, that proves that they're both still decent people.If Darcy really wants to be her second brother-in-law, Catherine thinks that at least he has passed the test in terms of character.

"I thought I was far short of Miss Kitty's standard of a gentleman, and it now seems that I have come up to your request."

Catherine didn't hesitate: "Based on my shallow understanding of you, I can't tell what your nature is. But I believe you will be a real gentleman."

"Thank you for your compliment, but we must go back, we have come a long way. I heard Miss Lydia calling your name," said Knightley.

Only then did Catherine notice that Netherfield had melted into a blurred dot in her vision—they had come too far.

So they hurried back.

Before getting into the carriage, Catherine said goodbye to the Bingley family, paused, and said a formal farewell to Knightley.

"Goodbye, sir."

Elizabeth stood by and took this scene into her eyes. After a while, a bright smile appeared on her face.

Maybe soon, there will be more than one piece of good news at home?

Two days after Catherine returned home, Jane and Elizabeth finally returned from Netherfield. Jane recovered from a serious illness, and her pretty face lost a lot, but she was still radiant.Mary had heard that Jane was ill, but she didn't like to deal with people and was always the most silent one at home. She didn't follow Mrs. Bennet when she visited Netherfield. Now that she saw Jane recovering with her own eyes, she couldn't help but She stepped forward and gave Jane a hug, then left immediately, and ran back upstairs to continue her study.

Mrs. Bennet thought that Jane came back too early, so she chatted endlessly about her two eldest daughters.Mr. Bennet frowned fiercely, and finally couldn't help but stop Mrs. Bennet.

The best way to end a topic is to start a new one, so he said to his wife and children: "We are going to receive an important guest soon, and it is a gentleman."

Mrs. Bennet thought it was Mr. Bingley, but before she could even look happy, Mr. Bennet coldly punctured her fantasy.

"No, it's a guest I've never seen before."

And it was a troublesome guest who had to be handled properly.

After hearing these words, Catherine finally looked up from the pile of papers, her eyes revealing curiosity.Lydia, who was drawing the design of the new dress next to her, couldn't hide her curiosity at all, and murmured: "Dad, don't be a fool! Tell us who this guest is!"

Mr. Bennet told them the truth, and read the letter from the guest, so that the six women were not interested in the coming guest.Lydia curled her lips in disappointment, and sat back to draw her new dress.

Catherine took a blank piece of paper and covered the paper full of words, then slowly put down the quill, comforting Lydia without distraction: "Honey, can you imagine if he is good-looking?"

Catherine, however, had little hope for this, and felt an indescribable grandiosity in the wording of the gentleman's letter which Bennet read to them first.

——This gentleman who will come to visit tomorrow is a distant relative of the Bennet family. To Mrs. Bennet, he is an unforgivable "enemy" because he is the estate of Mr. Bennet The rightful male heir, who took what was supposed to belong to her daughters.

Mrs. Bennet cursed for a quarter of an hour before she was persuaded by Jane and returned to her room.Even though there had been no male heir for more than a decade, she still couldn't understand the limited succession laws that bothered her.

Mr. Bennet then shook his head and walked into the study. There were only five sisters left in the living room.

Lydia crumpled up the scrapped drawings in her hand: "Come on! Kitty, I've seen enough good-looking people, but what's the use of that? It should be annoying or annoying."

As Elizabeth paced the floor, Mary looked up: "Lizzie, you're blocking my light."

Elizabeth hurriedly took two steps aside, "Sorry, Mary."

"It's okay, if you're really sorry, you can talk to me about acoustics. I took some reading notes recently."

Marie seldom cracked a joke.

"Let Kitty come!" cried Elizabeth, and as she spoke she moved at once to the other side of the room, not allowing the slightest chance of her movement to block Mary's light.

When Catherine heard her name, she looked innocently in the direction of her two sisters, and then wrote on the newly drawn white paper without any concern for herself.

Jane looked at the younger sisters and shook her head helplessly.

After reading the last page of a chapter in the book in hand, Mary participated in everyone's discussion: "I am more concerned about what he said in the letter "give us compensation"?"

Due to the law of limited succession, the heir to the Longborn estate could expel them immediately upon Mr. Bennet's death.He didn't need to give them any compensation, but he sincerely proposed "compensation" in the letter.It's hard to tell them not to think too much.

"Sterling? How much is he willing to give us every year?" Lydia guessed.

That's the only thing that makes sense to them.

"I'd rather he left us the house," Elizabeth said. "The letter says he's a priest. He has his own residence, and our house means nothing to him."

Elizabeth could not imagine that the house where they had been born and raised would never be their home again after their father died.

Catherine also thought about it, but she couldn't come up with a reason, so she said, "Anyway, I'll find out when he comes tomorrow."

The sisters nodded in agreement.

At four o'clock the next afternoon, Mr. William Collins, a distant relative of the Bennets, heir to the Longbourne estate, and cousin of the ladies, arrived punctually at the Bennets'.