Pride and Prejudice of Jane Eyre

"Oh! Tutor!" The lady next to her raised her chin and raised her eyebrows. "This is a nightmare. Isn't it, Mary?"

"Teachers are usually stupid, my sister," said a girl with a softer face on the sofa, "but the pastry chef is different, cupcakes - oh, did you say that - delicious .”

"My sister, you don't have to say good things for her." The proud lady—Miss Blanche Ingram glanced at Jane Eyre, as if thinking of something bad, "The governess always looks innocent. Poor things grovel before their masters, but they are so stupid! Do you remember those ridiculous people we drove out?"

"My child! Don't mention those governesses. Whenever I mention them, they make me nervous. Their incompetence and willfulness torture me enough!" Mrs. Ingram said disgustedly, with a contemptuous attitude.

"I'm so glad I've got rid of them, Mother." Miss Ingram fanned her face, covering the lower half of her face. "Do you agree with me, Mr. Rochester?"

"I hope the cake will cheer you up, my ladies." Mr. Rochester said.Jane Eyre wasn't sure if he was trying to save himself, because his next sentence was: "Miss, I support your point of view as much as any other."

Jane Eyre scolded Mr. Rochester secretly in her heart.

These beautiful and delicate ladies started a new topic, talking about the current new style of aesthetics and art, and the gentlemen ridiculed that young people are increasingly lacking in "spirit".Jane Eyre realized that "seeing" is really seeing, and she has no opportunity or need to speak.Then he glanced at Mr. Rochester, who was talking quietly with Miss Ingram.So Jane Eyre took the opportunity to go to the window in another direction, where there was a big curtain, which allowed her to breathe fresh air while hiding behind.

She stood behind the curtain, feeling relieved.Everything here makes her uncomfortable.

She was enjoying the night breeze, but was startled by the movement behind her.Turning back so suddenly, his forehead almost hit the gentleman's chin.Jane Eyre took a step back in a hurry, and when she looked up, she saw a pair of indifferent eyes.

The man in front of him looked to be in his early twenties, with smooth, flawless skin like white marble.A pair of thin lips were tightly pressed together, and the corners of the lips drooped slightly, as if he was not satisfied with anything.The nose is straight, and what connects Yamane is a pair of thick black eyebrows.Under the high browbones, two deep depressions were formed, and a pair of gray-blue eyes showed aloofness, melancholy and no strangers to enter.This person didn't seem to expect that there were already people behind the curtain.

"Hello." Jane Eyre broke the silence when the person in front of her did not speak.

"Are you the tutor of Thornfield Manor?" His voice was low, as if he didn't want people outside the curtain to find him here.

"Yes, sir, I am Miss Adele Warren's governess." Jane Eyre also lowered her voice.

He nodded and said nothing more.

Jane Eyre complained, she had already introduced herself, shouldn't he also introduce himself?

"Sir, if you don't want to be discovered, please step aside." Jane Eyre made a gesture to leave, but was blocked by his tall figure, so she said.The close distance made her feel oppressed and uncomfortable.

He turned sideways, leaving a gap for her to walk through.Jane Eyre also left sideways, trying not to touch him.Leaving the curtain flexibly, Jane Eyre quietly walked to another corner where there was not enough light and it was not easy to be found.

"Oh! Where's Mr. Darcy?" Lord Ingram suddenly thought of this conspicuous gentleman.

Mr. Darcy lifted the curtain and came out from behind, "I'm at the window to get some air." As soon as he came out, the young ladies ignored their companions and looked at him.

Mr. Rochester introduced: "I'm afraid you are not familiar with this gentleman. This is Mr. Darcy from Pemberley Manor. His father, old Darcy, was my friend and once saved my life. This respectable old man The gentleman went to report before God in the first half of the year." After he finished speaking, the young ladies let out a sigh of pity, and Lord Ingram also lamented that a good man's life is short.

There was a look of pain in Mr. Darcy's face.

"And what have you come here from Derbyshire for?" asked Sir George.

"Father also had some property here, and I need to inspect it." Mr. Darcy replied briefly.Rochester saw that he didn't want to talk too much. He glanced at the wall clock and saw that it was getting late, so he said, "Everyone, it's getting late. We plan to hunt tomorrow. It's time to say good night!"

Jane Eyre secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and while they were saying good night to each other, she slipped out of the living room and went upstairs.Met Sophie on the stairs.

"I have sent Miss Adele back to her room to rest." Sophie explained to her, and Jane Eyre nodded, "Thank you." They said goodnight to each other, and went back to their rooms to rest.

Jane Eyre quickly took off her skirt, untied her hair, and put on her nightgown. After washing and lying on the bed, she began to sort out the huge information received today.

She realized from the moment Lord Ingram called out "Mr. Darcy" that the handsome, tall and indifferent gentleman in front of her was that "Mr. Arrogant". I was immersed in the grief of losing my parents.He looked like he was just in his early twenties, he was not very old, but he was going to support the entire family business.He is not as arrogant and disrespectful as she described in the book, and despised others.It was only then that Jane Eyre remembered that her being able to come to this world still delayed his blessing!No wonder Mr. Darcy was hesitant to speak just now!

According to Mr. Darcy's current age, the plot of Pride and Prejudice is at least five or six years away from the beginning.She had only flipped through the book briefly, and she was not clear about the details. She only knew that this gentleman would have trouble with Miss Elizabeth Bennet because of his arrogance.

However, this has little to do with her.The most important thing right now is your own life.Thinking of Miss Ingram's offense tonight again, Jane Eyre was completely blown away.Although she had expected it and spent a lot of space in the book describing the lady who wanted to be Mrs. Rochester, she realized how shallow and rude this woman was when she experienced it herself.

But Mr. Rochester didn't seem to dislike her words and deeds, and even condoned her intentionally?Jane Eyre was a little puzzled.She thought wildly and fell asleep.

The next morning, when the weather was fine, Jane Eyre woke up when the first ray of sunlight climbed onto the edge of her bed.She lay quietly for a while, and the whole manor was still asleep.The exhaustion after the previous night's joy made the guests still immersed in their dreams.

After Jane Eyre finished washing, she put on a thick windbreaker and quietly left the room with her notebook in her pocket, closing the door behind her.

At this time, Thornfield Manor was completely silent, only three or two crows were croaking on the dead branches in the distance, the sky was turning white, and the horizon was slowly becoming orange-yellow.Jane Eyre walked through the thorn forest and walked along a winding path to her secret base.Here is a small pond, the surface of the lake is already covered with a thin layer of ice, and the fallen dead branches by the pond are half buried under the ice.

Jane Eyre especially likes the scenery, although it is cold, it is far away from the crowds.A quiet environment is always conducive to thinking and doubles the efficiency. She decided to finish editing the article in one go today.

However, imagination is beautiful, and reality is cruel. "Miss Jane, what are you doing?" A deep male voice came from her ear, and Jane Eyre was startled, and turned her face to find that it was Mr. Rochester, who was bending over and looking down at the notebook in her hand.She hurriedly stood up and distanced herself from him.She worked so hard that she didn't realize that her employer was also here.

"It's just some trivial hobbies." She closed the notebook in her hand.

"No one would have imagined that the latest rookie, Mr. Cole Bell, would live in my house." Mr. Rochester had already seen the signature on the lower right corner of each page of her notebook.

Jane Eyre hid the notebook behind her back, and felt that her actions were really deceiving, "Sir, I didn't intend to hide it. You know, women are always not allowed to publish articles. Although, this is not fair."

"What a costly word fairness is again, Jane." His tone was strangely sad.

"Because it's expensive, I insist on pursuing it."

"So, what if you're already in the midst of injustice, deep in the mud?"

"Sir, I'm already in it. The only thing I can do, and the only thing I want to do, is break it."

"Even if your ability is weak?"

"Then strengthen my abilities." Jane Eyre paused, feeling that she seemed a little brash, and added, "It is so difficult to change the environment, and all I can do now is to change myself. There are always a few confidants who can Support me."

Mr. Rochester looked down at her, always so unexpected for this thin girl.Although she never conflicts with others, and never treats him with the attitude she really treats her master, although her demeanor is respectful, she is never humble; but her stubbornness, disobedience and straightforwardness can always be seen in her eyes.

It is precisely because of this attitude that he unconsciously confides his heart in front of her again and again, even if it is only a few words. 'If Jane were a man, we would be very good friends. ' thought Mr. Rochester.However, in the next second, he was taken aback by his own thoughts.

"It's dawn, and all the guests should be up, sir." Jane Eyre reminded.

Mr. Rochester turned around and nodded again for her to follow.Jane Eyre sighed and had no choice but to follow him to Thornfield Manor. 'The original plan has been shelved again, and I don't know when this novel will be revised. 'Jane Eyre was a little helpless.

The two were silent all the way, and Mr. Rochester strode forward, completely oblivious to the fact that Jane Eyre behind him was almost trotting to catch up with him.After passing through the thorn forest, Mr. Rochester gave her a gentleman's salute, and parted ways with her at the fork in the road.

Mr. Rochester had just stepped into the garden arch when he saw young Mr. Darcy leaning on the gate with his arms folded, lost in thought.Mr. Rochester nodded to him.