[Pride and Prejudice] Second Marriage

Darcy's bushy eyebrows that were frowned when he was thinking were loosened a little when he faced his wife, and he tried to make his tired voice gentle, "What's the matter, Lizzie?"

Although there were a lot of things in her heart and she wanted to vomit, but when she actually faced Darcy's face, Elizabeth couldn't say a word. She heard herself asking in a flat and monotonous voice, "Are you going to take George?" What about Wickham?"

Darcy felt a little lost and relieved, he stood up from the sofa, "Don't worry, Dr. Merkel is skilled in medicine, since Wickham can no longer make trouble, Derbyshire is not without secret house leases Mrs Reynolds will be looking at suitable houses in Derbyshire tomorrow."

Elizabeth suddenly felt a surge of anger, which oppressed her heart, and made it very difficult for her not to burst out, so she exclaimed, "Pemberley is so big, isn't there a room where they can live? "

Darcy quickly glanced at her flushed face, and said calmly, "Even without this disreputable disease, I wouldn't let them stay in Pemberley for a long time. Lizzie, I think we have reached a consensus." Said After finishing, he passed Elizabeth and walked to the stairs by himself.

Elizabeth suddenly felt that she had been abandoned, which made her feel very embarrassed, and she yelled regardless, "Fitzwilliam Darcy!"

Darcy's footsteps paused.

"My family has embarrassed you to the point where you can't bear it, right? I know exactly what kind of tone the outsiders use to say that I, Mrs. Darcy, who is climbing a high branch, don't you think so? I Not good enough for you, are you? Can you tell you don't think so?!"

"What will others say, because it is the truth, and I can't change other people's opinions. But no matter what the outside words are, you are still Mrs. Darcy, and you are still the mistress of Pemberley," Darcy closed bitterly With his eyes closed, his voice was low and calm, and the painful expression on his face could hardly be seen from behind. He no longer knew how to explain this truth to Elizabeth, even though he said it many times: they can't change the too much of the outside world. How helpless, this is a doomed turmoil—since they decided to get married, the concept of mainstream society is not optimistic about their marriage—but if they are firm enough, they can continue to live in harmony, but unfortunately this is not the case in reality.After a while he whispered, "It's getting late, Liqi, go to sleep."

Elizabeth, who was standing there, watched him go upstairs without looking back, and threw herself on the sofa, covering her face and crying.

Mrs. Reynolds, who was watching this scene not far away, sighed in her heart, and silently exited the hall, leaving the hall to the weeping hostess.

"Mrs. Reynolds," the maid Sophie was waiting at the door of her room with an oil lamp, "the kitchen has been cleaned up. May asked me to ask you for a day off for her. Her mother is ill."

Mrs. Reynolds stepped into the room, where the fireplace was already ablaze.

"Has May gone?"

"Yes," Sophie put the oil lamp on the small square table in the house, "it was Maud who sent her back."

"Tomorrow's breakfast will be sent separately to Mr. and Mrs.'s room."

Sophie responded, her bright eyes suddenly looked thoughtfully at the tired Mrs. Reynolds, and asked, "Have you quarreled again, Mr. and Mrs.?"

Mrs. Reynolds started, and looked up at her gravely.

Sophie was taken aback by her sharp eyes, and quickly said, "I just heard from Maude that he said that life is difficult these days, so let me be more cautious."

Hearing this, Mrs. Reynolds relaxed, and couldn't help laughing at herself, this is still a child.

"It doesn't matter," Sophie seemed to notice the loosening of the atmosphere, and said in a cheerful tone, "When Pemberley has a young master, sir and madam won't quarrel like children. My brother and sister-in-law are like this, sometimes When you have kids, it’s like they grow up all at once.”

This sentence is even more childish because it is pretending to be old-fashioned.

Mrs. Reynolds felt more depressed.It had been more than two years, and no heir had been born in Pemberley--and it seemed that the host and mistress had not slept together since Miss Georgiana's marriage six months earlier.

Sophie didn't notice what Mrs. Reynolds was thinking. She said good night to her happily, closed the door, and walked lightly to her room.

Early the next morning, the weather was gloomy, the sky was low and oppressive, and the hazy clouds covered every inch of the fresh blue sky.

While Juliet was having breakfast in her own room, Julian came in in a cloak that was wet with drizzle and took off his hat, and reached out and plucked the blond hair carelessly, messing it up. Messy, "Hey, this kind of weather, I just asked the gardener of the hotel, I'm afraid it will rain heavily for several days in a row. My dear, we have to obey God's temper and delay our journey for a few days."

Juliet cut a piece of bacon and put it in her mouth. Then she puffed her cheeks and said with some displeasure, "A few days later... I wish I had known that the road would be faster. Maybe I'm already sitting with Bradley at this time." My poor father. Miss Margaret wrote me last month to tell me that Ruby had had a foal, a filly, and she secretly told me that my father told her not to tell me, thinking Let me have a surprise when I go back, I guess he must be waiting for me to give the filly a beautiful name when I go back!"

Julian was used to his sister's sometimes unmannered way of eating in private. He flicked the hat in his hand with a smile, "Dear Judy, you are the last person to complain. If it had been a few days earlier, we would have missed the Pemberley dance yesterday. I wouldn't have accepted Colonel Fitzwilliam's invitation if it wasn't for your request, you know, because our poor old father couldn't be there a month ago when you were led into society by Aunt Amber, he's mad enough That's right. He's thinking of giving you your first big ball on your birthday. If he knows that I took you to the Pemberley ball beforehand, I'll be in trouble!"

"Yesterday's banquet was nothing more than that." After finishing speaking, Juliet frowned and pondered for a while before saying, "Although there were many guests in Pemberley yesterday, most of them were residents near Pemberley. I think there is only a very low possibility that they will See them at my ball. After all, Bradley is a long way from Pemberley!"

"You're absolutely right," said Julian, accepting his sister's reassurance.

"Sir, miss, there is a visit from Colonel Fitzwilliam." Donna knocked on the door.

"Oh, ask him to go to my room, Donna." Julian stood up, thought for a while and leaned closer to Juliet's ear and said, "Honey, please listen to my brother's advice, he is too old for you , Brand-new and bright jewelry needs an exquisite box, rather than rusty old antiques."

Juliet stuffed the last piece of fried egg on the plate into Julian's mouth without blushing, and then smiled sweetly, "It's really meaningless advice, dear brother, but I accept it."

For Juliet now, nothing is more important than family.

So, contentedly, Julian munched his fried eggs and went to his room to meet the "rusty old antique".

Colonel Fitzwilliam came straight to the point, "Hey, Julian, it seems that God is keeping guests in Pemberley. On behalf of my cousin, I invite you and your sister to live in Pemberley for a few days. No matter how good the hotel is, Nor is it as comfortable as the spacious Pemberley. How boring it is to be in a hotel in a foreign land on a rainy day, why not play a few games in the warm and dry hall of Pemberley? As for Miss Stoke, Mrs. Griffey—that is, Darcy's sister—is here today. When I come to Pemberley, I must be very happy to meet a good girl like Lingmei."

There was no doubt that Julian was impressed by the antique.Seeing that Julian was hesitant, Colonel Fitzwilliam continued to advocate the benefits of being in Pemberley on rainy days. First, the servants in the manor were more thoughtful than those in the hotel, then Miss Stocker would not be bored, and then Pemberley was safer than the hotel Many, always at any rate, a few days when it rained heavily and made it impossible to travel, it was better to live in Pemberley than in a hotel.

Although Julian had been on the battlefield, he was still young and tender, and he couldn't resist Fitzwilliam's warm invitation. Finally, after asking Donna to ask her sister for her opinion, she nodded and agreed.

Colonel Fitzwilliam was purely preemptive. He rode back to Pemberley in the drizzle, humming a song, broke into Darcy's study directly, and announced his invitation.

Despite all the troubles in the family, Darcy sympathized with his cousin's urgency to solve the major problems of life, wrote a post, and sent Mrs. Reynolds and some servants to the Ogden Hotel to pick up the Stockers.

Only Donna and the two coachmen went to Pemberley among the servants of the Stoke family, and the rest still lived in the hotel.

Sitting in a carriage with the stern housekeeper of Pemberley Manor, Juliet unconsciously showed 17 years of meticulous upbringing in her words and demeanor, which reminded the old woman who was over fifty years old that she was about to get married half a year ago. Miss Darcy—the current Mrs. Griffey, remembering seeing the grown-up lady coming home tonight, the haze in her heart because of the discord between the master and the hostess slightly dissipated, and even the eyes looking at Juliet became very kind soft.

Juliet is again invited to Pemberley, this time seduced by married Miss Darcy.

After all, it's still damn curiosity.Juliet secretly despised herself for a while, but in a blink of an eye, she put on the innocent smile unique to a 17-year-old girl and put this insincere self-contempt behind her.