[Comprehensive Classics] Detective Mary

Mary wasn't lying, Jane's typhoid finally got better.

Her illness came and went quickly.After the low fever subsided in the morning, he recovered in the afternoon.Although Jian's body was still a little weak due to the initial recovery of her illness, at night, she was able to leave the bedroom and eat with everyone in the dining room.

Mr. Bingley saw her pale, but in good spirits.Especially at the dinner table, Mary kept whispering to Jane, making the gentle and beautiful Miss Bennet smile again and again from time to time.

This reassured Mr. Bingley, and he ordered his servants to send a message to Longbourne.

At the end of the dinner, the returning servant brought the news of the Bennet family back to Netherfield Manor, explaining that Mrs. Bennet would come to visit her daughters in person on the next day.

Mr. Bingley conveyed this information to Jane, and it was no surprise that she smiled gratefully and touchingly.The two young men were courteous to each other, with such a cautious attitude, as if they were afraid of saying something inappropriate and ruining their good impression in each other's eyes.

Looking at Jane's sincere attitude and shy expression, Mr. Bingley actually felt that she had no feelings for him?

Mary sat aside and couldn't help sighing in her heart, a straight man is a straight man, even a caring person like Mr. Bingley can't understand the delicate thoughts of girls.

In her opinion, Jane's character is too restrained, full of admiration and admiration because she is shy and hides it tightly, which leads to such a misunderstanding in the original book.

And now, Mary felt it was time to help her eldest sister and future brother-in-law.

When Mr. Bingley and Jane spoke a few more words and were about to leave, Mary slipped out of the living room quietly while Elizabeth and Jane were not paying attention.

"Mr. Bingley!" She held up her skirt to stop Bingley.

"how?"

"I am busy……"

Mary spoke mysteriously, and she glanced unconsciously into the living room, as if to make sure that no one had noticed her.

This serious appearance made Bingley mistakenly think that Mary had something important to announce. The gentle gentleman gave a serious look, and then guided Mary to take a few steps towards the corridor, avoiding the door of the living room.

"You may speak now, Miss Mary."

"I'm here to deliver a message for Jane."

"Ok?"

Mr. Bingley wanted to look up into the living room almost reflexively, until he hit the wall and realized that they couldn't see Jane Bennet here.

It must be very solemn news to be so cautious.

"What is it?" Mr. Bingley responded seriously, "If she has any needs, I will try my best to meet them."

"Don't act like you're going to die generously."

Mary teased, seeing that Mr. Bingley was a little embarrassed, she couldn't help laughing: "Jane just asked me to tell you, she has something in her heart that she wants to tell you in private, our mother is coming tomorrow, take this opportunity , Jane would like to speak to you in the morning, and she will be waiting for you in the garden before breakfast."

"Varied--"

When Mr. Bingley heard this, he almost choked on his own saliva.

These days, what "heartfelt words" can an unmarried lady have to say in private to a single gentleman?Even when Sherlock Holmes told Mr. Bingley the clues of the case, he was not at this moment shocked.

"Wait a minute, Miss Mary."

Realizing Mary's subtext, Bingley felt a little apprehensive, and tentatively asked, "I have something in my heart... what do you mean?"

Mary blinked slyly: "Do you have to say I understand?"

Bentley: "My God."

He really thought that Jane didn't like him!Mary couldn't laugh or cry, seeing a rich and decent gentleman worrying about gains and losses because of Jane, she really didn't know whether to be happy for Jane or get angry.

"Stop calling God," Mary reminded, "It's better to think about how important it is to face it."

"I—cough."

Realizing that he had lost his composure, Mr. Bingley coughed a few times, and then put on a sincere expression.

"I see, Miss," he looked at Mary gratefully, "Thank you!"

"you are welcome."

Mary smiled back.When you marry my sister, remember to invite me to London often!

After Mr. Bingley got it done, Mary wasn't in a hurry.

When the guests saw Jane walked out of the bedroom, they inevitably had to ask a few more questions, but she was still pale and did not pester her too much. After confirming that she had indeed recovered, they advised her to rest early so as to recover her strength.

When Jane returned to the room, Mary, who had changed into her nightgown, sneaked into her bedroom.

"I have to tell you one thing, Jane," she lowered her voice, pretending to be mysterious, "There were too many people just now, I was afraid that someone would hear it, and it would suffocate me."

"What's the matter?" Jane asked.

"Look at her appearance." Elizabeth knew Mary better than Jane. Seeing her exaggeration, she couldn't help saying, "It must be nothing good."

"Very wrong."

Mary retorted triumphantly: "This is really a good thing!"

Elizabeth: "Tell me, I'd like to see what crooked ideas you can come up with in your ghostly head."

"It's not that I came up with some crooked idea, but Mr. Bingley sent me a message," Mary announced grandly. "He just called me out of the drawing room, so that I might not leak the news, so that I could tell Jane that he will be here before breakfast tomorrow. Waiting for you in the garden."

"Wait for me," Jane was very surprised, "what am I waiting for?"

"Naturally..."

Marie raised her voice, seeing the anxious expressions of the two sisters at the same time, she continued, "Of course I have something on my mind to tell you, Jane!"

"My God!"

Before Jane could respond, Elizabeth covered her mouth: "Mr. Bingley, this is...Jane, he is going to propose to you!"

"Don't talk nonsense!"

Elizabeth's exclamation really made Jane blush, and she hurriedly argued: "Maybe it's just asking about my physical condition, Lizzie, don't think too much about it!"

"He already asked about it today," Mary said with a smile, "Tomorrow he will have to 'inquire individually', that's really considerate!"

"Mary!"

Rebuked by Jane, instead of stopping, Mary jokingly joked with Elizabeth, until Jane was too ashamed to lift her head and drove the two endless sisters out of the bedroom before she calmed down.

It's just that Jane, who was quiet, couldn't close her eyes no matter what she lay on the bed.

She knew that Mr. Bingley was interested in her--there was so much buzz about it that the whole society would have been rumored that Mr. Bingley had fallen in love with Jane Bennet at first sight, and was waiting to propose.

The more so, the less Jane dared to express her feelings, for fear of doing something out of the ordinary, not to mention ruining her reputation, and implicating Mr. Bingley.

It turns out that he really likes her to the point where he wants to spend the rest of his life with her.

Jane tossed and turned, thinking that her cheeks were flushed, as if she had a fever again.

The next day, Jane, who was full of worries, woke up almost at dawn. According to Mary's "reporting" yesterday, after finishing her grooming, she walked to the garden with the morning dew before breakfast.

And Mr. Charles Bingley was already waiting for him.

Seeing his handsome side face and tall and straight body, Jane's heart missed two beats, and she was so ashamed that she almost wanted to turn around and run away.

But as soon as this idea was formed, Mr. Bingley saw Jane's beautiful shadow.

She had to go forward and greeted in a low voice: "Morning, sir."

Bingley nodded politely, with a nervous expression: "Morning, miss."

Then the two fell into a brief silence, and after a few seconds, they raised their heads at the same time, and said at the same time: "I heard——"

Bentley: "..."

simple:"……"

The unexpected tacit understanding made the atmosphere a little more relaxed. Bingley shook his head and said tentatively, "You look excited, miss."

"You, too," whispered Jane, "seem to have a lot to say."

"Yes Yes!"

Mr. Bingley was a little nervous, and his expression was eager: "I didn't expect, I didn't expect—"

"did not expect?"

"I didn't expect, miss, you also treat me..."

Jane's face turned red immediately, and she didn't dare to look into Bingley's eyes at all, so she had to look away: "I, I..."

"Oh, God!"

Mr. Bingley took a few steps back, pacing back and forth excitedly, and finally he stopped as if making up his mind, and said solemnly: "I really can't bear my own thoughts, miss, please listen to me!"

Mr. Bingley, who was always gentle, had never spoken to Jane in such a firm tone, which made Jane startled and raised her head.

She looked into his bright eyes.

"You fascinated me at the first ball, miss," said Bingley affectionately, "and then I found that you were a lady as beautiful in soul as in appearance, and I couldn't help myself. During this period, I hesitated, Bewildered until I realized yesterday—I'm going to marry, Jane, but when I picture my own wedding, I can't bear to stand with me before the priest and take the oath without you!"

Jane was stunned.

Even though she was prepared, she was still stunned before Bingley's passionate confession.

"Please forgive my rudeness," Bingley continued, "I love you so much, Miss Bennet, and I hope my love can restore the image lost in front of you."

"W-what? No!"

Jane immediately came back to her senses: "You are not being rude, sir, it's just..."

"Just?" Mr. Bingley's heart almost rose to his throat.

"It's just," Jane said shyly, "I may have been blessed by God himself, otherwise how could I get your favor?"

Bingley's eyes lit up: "What do you mean, Miss?"

Jane: "I, I admire you too, sir."

After she finished speaking, she covered her cheeks, as if she would faint if she said another word.

Seeing this, Bentley almost restrained her ecstatic smile like a brake——Jane Bennet is just recovering from a serious illness, and if it irritates her again, it will not be worth the candle.

But he was happy anyway, and who wouldn't rejoice at the sympathy of a couple?

"God must have blessed me himself. My God, I seem to be in a dream," Bingley said emotionally. "Yesterday, Miss Mary said that you had something in your heart to tell me. I was so excited that I didn't sleep well all night."

Jane froze when she heard the words.

She put down her hand in confusion: "I have something to say to you? But what Mary said is that you have something to say to me, sir."

After the two looked at each other for two seconds, Jane immediately understood.

"I see." Even Jane, who was as gentle as water, lost her temper and became angry from embarrassment, "Mary is playing tricks on us!"

Bentley: "..."

Bingley, who came back to his senses, realized what Mary had done, and couldn't help it anymore, and burst out laughing.

He took Jane's hand affectionately, and pulled her in front of him: "With all due respect, miss, your sister is really a genius full of ghosts, and I have to thank her for teasing you and me!"

As for the "culprit", Miss Mary Bennet, was holding a book in her bedroom, enjoying her morning reading time before breakfast.

Elizabeth combed her hair, glanced at the book in Mary's hand, and said in surprise, "Are you watching Shakespeare or a romantic comedy? Doesn't the sun come out in the west?"

"It's also good to adjust your mood once in a while."

Mary closed the book with a smile, revealing the cover of the hardcover book.

—It is Shakespeare's comedy "Much Ado About Nothing". (*see note)