Pride and Prejudice of Jane Eyre

The servant knocked on the door again, the faint conversation inside suddenly stopped, and soon, the door was opened from the inside.

The first thing that appeared was a philistine face. This person was not tall, but a little thin, with a flattering smile on his face, bright eyes, and deep lines on the corners of the eyes, forehead and cheeks.After seeing the three people in front of him, he first made a surprised expression and opened the door completely.

"Mr. Darcy! Miss Love! Miss Darcy! Welcome to the Paris Opera House. I am the manager here, Duke Faulkner." He and Mr. Darcy took off their hats and saluted. Jane Eyre took Georgiana and was about to Curtseyed with him, but he held his hand and kissed it.

Mr. Faulkner was smiling all over his face, his eyes were narrowed. He didn't seem to notice the uneasiness of the two reserved English ladies. He enthusiastically stood beside Mr. Darcy and led them into the box.

The side of the box facing the stage is open, and in the middle, an elderly man in exquisite and gorgeous clothes is sitting facing the stage.His back is straight, and the pure black clothing fits perfectly on his broad shoulders. Just from his back, it can be seen that he must be a person in power.The gentleman standing beside him happened to be M. Baudouin!

Mr. Baudouin looked at the three of them, the excitement and fanaticism on his face had not faded.

"Oh! Miss Love, you're here!" He greeted eagerly, then bowed down and introduced to the sitting man, "His Royal Highness Duke Baptiste, this is the female writer you are curious about!"

Duke Baptiste seemed to have just realized that someone was coming, and he turned around calmly, revealing a serious and handsome face.His eyes are particularly dazzling under the bright candlelight, as bright as a eagle's stallion, staring at his prey without emotion.He had an unlit cigar in his hand, and a clear amber brandy in a gilded goblet on a carved wooden table, as if he had been studying the artful pairing of the two flavors before their arrival.

Jane Eyre was sweating coldly when he saw her.

"Miss Ai, I've heard of your name for a long time." His chin slightly nodded, and his tone didn't fluctuate at all.

Jane Eyre made a standard squatting curtsy without being humble: "It's an honor to meet you, Your Royal Highness." Georgiana also made the same gesture beside her.Mr. Darcy took off his hat, which was taken with a wink by the footman, who bowed slightly.

Duke Baptiste nodded, and after Jane Eyre finished his actions, he said politely: "You don't have to salute me so much, this is not a public place. Miss Eyre, I am your reader, can I It was an honor to meet you."

Jane gave a cold snort from the bottom of her heart, but she didn't show it on her face. After accepting Duke Baptiste's polite words with a smile, she asked directly: "I don't know why His Royal Highness ordered us to be brought to this box. ? I don't remember having a conversation or an appointment with you."

He didn't answer, but after sitting comfortably in his seat, he waved his hand, "Miss Ai, please sit down." He pointed to the seat beside him.

Mr. Darcy patted her softly on the shoulder, signaling her to relax a bit.Although Jane Eyre had a calm expression on her face, her muscles were tense.Sensing Mr. Darcy's reassurance, she took a deep, silent breath.The servant pulled the position beside the Duke for her and made an inviting gesture.

Jane Eyre sat down, and Mr. Darcy and Georgiana sat down behind them.

"The opera will be wonderful tonight, Miss Eyre." Duke Baptiste put the cigar under his nose, propped his hands on both sides of the armchair, and looked towards the stage in the downstairs hall in front of him, "Mr. A wonderful script, with prima soprano Callista playing the heroine, and the hero—”

"It's a talented actor we met three months ago." Mr. Faulkner, the theater manager, added. He stood behind Duke Baptiste, picked up the bottle, and replaced Jane Eyre and Darcy The gentleman poured a glass, "Tonight is also his first performance."

"Oh!" Jane Eyre raised her eyebrows, "It sounds like he will definitely become Mr. Faulkner's cash cow! It must be a wonderful performance to have the honor of performing in front of His Royal Highness the Duke at the premiere."

The people in the hall were about to fill up, and occasionally a few gentlemen and ladies who came late slowly entered the arena, shuttled through the aisle under the guidance of the theater servants, and sat down in their seats.Jane Eyre saw Eugenie and Mr. Rochester at a glance. They looked around rudely, especially in the crowd that gradually subsided into silence, as if they were looking for the whereabouts of Jane Eyre and her party.

"Your Highness, my friends are looking for us. Originally, it was time for me to join them."

"Miss Eyre, it sounds like you don't want to go to the opera with me?" There was no emotion in his voice.

Jane Eyre was about to speak, but was held by Mr. Darcy in the dark, and he only heard him say: "Your Highness, it is a great honor to be in the same box with you, but we have our own place and cannot enjoy it." You value and treat like this."

Duke Baptiste snorted coldly, holding a cigar in his left hand, and held it up casually. Mr. Baudouin polished a match and eagerly lit it for him.

The Duke didn't smoke, but let the cigar burn, and the thick and thick tobacco aroma slowly invaded the entire private room.

"I seem to have seen you before, Mr. Darcy."

Based on her understanding of Mr. Darcy, Jane Eyre noticed that his muscles were tense. After a moment of silence, he raised the corner of his mouth: "Yes, it seems that the Duchess and my aunt, Mrs. Catherine de Bourgh, were married before they got married. close friend."

"So you can be considered my junior?" Duke Baptiste smiled.At this time, the candles on the walls of the theater were extinguished one by one, the curtain on the stage shook a few times, and the buzzing whispers in the auditorium below gradually disappeared.

Mr. Faulkner whispered to them, and the opera began.

The scarlet curtain was slowly drawn away, and a slim figure appeared in the center of the stage, with her back to the audience, and the gorgeous weeping soprano almost attracted everyone's attention as soon as she spoke.Her voice was mellow and soft, and after a section ended, a high and beautiful tenor came in.The heroine stopped singing in shock, and watched in disbelief that a man in Orion costume walked out from the side of the stage. He behaved elegantly and stood in front of her with a strong figure, blocking the attack of the beast.

They soon fell in love, but the love was opposed by the king—her lover had revenge for killing his father, and her uncle coveted her young and beautiful body for a long time.Her beauty became an accomplice in killing herself.The lovers finally died tragically under multiple persecutions. ②

The singing voices of the actors were excellent, and the audience in the audience were immersed in the opera and listened fascinated.

Duke Baptiste seemed to have known the plot early on. Instead of looking at the stage, he observed the reaction of the audience.The audience showed frightened, intoxicated, moved, and sad expressions following the plot. Duke Baptiste watched them show the expressions he guessed with cold eyes, picked up the wine glass, and took a sip of the brandy.He had seen enough of the audience in the audience, and looked at the few people around him, but his breathing was slightly stagnant.

Jane Eyre and Mr. Darcy looked calm, and in contrast to Miss Darcy's flushed face, they looked extremely indifferent.Mr. Darcy squinted critically at the interaction of the actors on the stage, while Jane Eyre looked at the walls and hidden organs of the opera house.

"It seems that Miss Love doesn't like this drama?"

"No, it's wonderful, Duke Baptiste."

"That's not what you mean by inquiry, Miss Eyre."

Jane Eyre turned her head, looked at Duke Baptiste, and said softly: "I'm just curious about how the mechanism on the stage spewed out such a terrifying flame, and why it started to rain again." Mr. Faulkner immediately answered Word: "If you are interested, you are always welcome to visit the Opera House in your spare time." Jane Eyre thanked and nodded.

Soon it was time for intermission. Jane Eyre claimed that she was going to take a walk in the theater to relax her muscles and bones. Mr. Duke raised his chin and nodded slightly: "Please go ahead."

Mr. Darcy did not leave the private room, and after he whispered something in Jane Eyre's ear, he let his sister go out with Jane Eyre.The moment the door was slowly closed, Jane Eyre looked back into the private room, Mr. Darcy stood up and changed to Jane Eyre's seat.A sharp light flashed in Duke Baptiste's eyes, and Mr. Darcy leaned back in his chair, and spoke slowly.His lips were speaking so fast that it was completely inaudible at Jane Eyre's distance.

After the door closed, Georgiana let out a long breath.

"I'm going crazy nervous."

"You were fascinated just now." Jane Eyre teased, "You may be the first person to be fascinated by listening to a play in front of Duke Baptiste."

Georgiana grabbed her hand in embarrassment, and the two walked quickly downstairs.Just after turning a big bend from the red-carpeted staircase, and walking downstairs, I saw Mr. Rochester and Eugenie standing anxiously beside the pillar.

"Why did you go to Duke Baptiste's private room! My God!" Eugenie yelled in a low voice, she stomped her feet slightly, and after looking around, she pulled Jane Eyre to the side door of the theater. Blowing in through the crack of the half-closed door washed away the foul breath.

"Mr. Rochester and I heard more than one congressman discussing your actions. Duke Baptiste is the leader of the liberal faction. He even dared to argue and ridicule the king mercilessly." Eugenie spoke quickly. , "He must have premeditated tonight, otherwise how could the congressmen know your actions so quickly! God, Jane, in this way, you will definitely become the supporters of the liberals!"

Jane Eyre raised her eyes and looked at their concerned eyes: "I have already guessed, but...Eugenie, since the moment I published it, I have been forced to be branded as a liberal." Mr. Rochester locked his eyes tightly. Frowning, with his hands behind his back, the whole person looked tense.

They seized the time, talked for a while, and after explaining the general situation, Jane Eyre hurried upstairs with Georgiana and went back to the private room.But just as he was turning the stairs, he saw an official wandering back and forth in a hurry at the door of the private room. His expression was anxious, and cold sweat dripped from his forehead.Did he look up at the unmoving private room door, tried to knock on the door a few times, but his hand stopped when he was about to touch the golden door.

Jane Eyre quickly pulled Georgiana back up the stairs, and hid at the corner to listen for the man's movements.

The dull footsteps lingered for a long time, and finally heard the door being creaked open.After the man said something in a low voice to the people in the box, suddenly the gentlemen's shocked and restrained whispers sounded.

Jane Eyre bit her lower lip and moved her facial muscles. She took Georgiana's hand, pretending to be casual just after returning, and appeared from the corner of the stairs to the private room.

The voices of the gentlemen stopped abruptly, and Mr. Darcy suddenly raised his head, looked at Jane Eyre, and walked quickly.

His face was tense, his eyebrows were also twisted together, his gray-blue eyes burst out with intense tension and touch in the deep-set eye sockets, his thin lips were tightly pressed, and the corners of his mouth turned down unconsciously sink.

He leaned over and hugged Jane Eyre tightly, confirming her existence vigorously.Mr. Darcy's lips were close to her ear: "Janet, things are not going well, we must evacuate from here immediately - there was an explosion in the East District factory, and the riot// riots have begun."

The author has something to say: As you can see, I changed my pseudonym (for some compelling reasons).

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②This opera refers to Hugo's "Ernani", and "Mali" is Hugo's middle name, which is used here.