Dear Mr. Darcy [Pride and Prejudice]

After not sleeping all night, Georgiana woke up the next day with a pair of big dark circles under her eyes.She had looked cautiously at Mr. Darcy several times throughout the morning, and Mr. Darcy had seen nothing unusual in the daytime.He wrote his letter before breakfast, as usual, and ate a hearty breakfast, then took his whip from the servants and was ready to go.

Georgiana began to doubt whether the scene she saw in the piano room last night was a dream of her own. She tentatively stopped Mr. Darcy: "Brother, I forgot to show Emma the piano score yesterday. If you stop by, can you Help me bring the sheet music to her?"

Mr. Darcy didn't turn around, he was silent for a moment and said coldly: "I'm going to St. James Street for business, and I don't go along the way. Give it to her next time she comes or you visit."

"But Emma told me yesterday that she really wanted to see the score sooner." Georgiana lied to her brother for the first time, her voice trembling. "Scarborough Fair was supposed to have piano accompaniment, Emma loved it first when she was a kid in the country with her mother. The last time she sang it I'm sorry to say that the tune without accompaniment lost half of it Charm, just like the past time has faded the colorful colors..."

"Give it to me," interrupted Georgiana's entreaties, Mr. Darcy, looking like every brother who is obsessed with his sister's chatter and has to go about his business.

Georgiana glanced at Mr. Darcy's left hand, which was gripping the whip, the knuckles white with the exertion. "Uh, ok, ok."

Mr. Darcy strode out with the score.Georgiana walked back and forth a few steps restlessly, and suddenly wanted to cry. Her proud and upright brother, who never showed any weakness or disrespect in front of others, had endured so much torture silently in her heart.

Mr. Darcy came back early in the afternoon, because he had a visitor.Georgiana would have asked Mr. Darcy if Emma was happy before, but now she was afraid of irritating her poor brother.Oh, should I ask?How should I ask?

Mr. Darcy did not notice Georgiana's abnormality, and his mind was full of what Emma had just said to him sincerely. "I didn't have a mother to teach me since I was a child, and I often acted inappropriately. You said last time that I behaved improperly and that my actions were not what a lady would do. After thinking about it carefully, it turned out that my words and deeds were indeed inappropriate. But please believe me There is absolutely no malice, and I will never be so rude again in the future." Mr. Darcy recalled in a daze, what did he say just now?It seems that he apologized for his inappropriate words.Then what?

The two brothers and sisters were worried about each other, and the living room became quiet for a while.

The silence was broken by a visit from Mr. and Miss Bingley.

Miss Bingley fell in love with Mr. Darcy at first sight, but she still kept a lady's reserve.Just as she was thinking about how to have a few more words with Mr. Darcy, Georgiana, who was understanding (Miss Bingley's feeling), called Mr. Bingley aside, as if she wanted to say something to him.

"That..." Georgiana looked very embarrassed, struggling in her heart whether to speak or not.She couldn't bear to see Mr. Darcy being tortured, but this incident had a great impact on the reputation of both Emma and Mr. Darcy...

Mr. Bingley's attitude has always been gentle and easy-going, not to mention that Georgiana is his friend's somewhat shy sister. "Don't be nervous. If there is something that is inconvenient for others to know, I promise I won't say it."

Georgiana was reassured by Mr. Bingley's gentle manner.She had known Mr. Bingley a long time, too, and he was indeed a gentleman to be trusted. "Then I solemnly ask you not to tell anyone about my problem, not even my brother."

Mr. Bingley became serious and straightened his back: "I swear."

Georgiana asked softly: "You went to London with your brother last year. Did you see Emma at that time?" She couldn't sleep last night and counted the intersections of Emma and Mr. Darcy with her fingers in the bedroom.Emma has been communicating with her all the time, and she knows where and when she has been in the past two years.Except for not going to London, she was there when my brother and Emma met.After thinking about it, she probably didn't know what happened in London last year or the year before.If Mr. Bingley, who was with her brother last year, didn't know, she could only wait for her cousin Lieutenant Colonel Fitzwilliam, who was with her brother the year before, to return from the army.

"Oh, of course." Mr. Bingley thought that Georgiana was asking something so cautiously, but it turned out that she was asking her good friend Emma. "We met Miss Kentra on our third day in London."

There was a sudden commotion in the living room.

Mr. Bingley looked towards the door, and in came the most beautiful girl he had ever seen, on the arm of a gentleman.Under the light, the long hair that shone like gold was simply coiled behind the head, the corners of the eyes were slightly raised, and the emerald green eyes seemed to be full of affection.Wearing a long blue dress, the color gradually darkens from top to bottom, the hem is the dark blue of the night sky, dotted with pearls, the long skirt flutters as she walks, as if the stars are flowing under her feet, her demeanor is very moving .

Whispers came from where the ladies were sitting. "This is?"

"The new Earl of Kentra and his sister, Miss Kentra."

"It's not that the Earl of Kentra is idle and messing up Yorkshire. But look at her..." A noble lady compared her hands to her chest.She refers to the set of pearl jewelry worn by Emma, ​​the pearls are full, shining soft and charming halos on Emma's chest and ears.

"Even if the Earl of Kentra can't manage the affairs of the county, but the Kentra family is a veteran aristocrat, and it has been passed down for more than ten generations. Such jewelry is nothing."

Several unmarried ladies looked at the handsome Earl of Kentra with softer eyes.Such a young, handsome and wealthy earl, even a dude who is not doing business properly, can not hide his flaws.

The unmarried ladies kept reserved and did not speak.The married ladies did not have these scruples. They commented on the Earl of Kentra, and turned their attention to Miss Kentra. "Miss Kentra is really a rare beauty in the social world. Unfortunately, her father passed away. I wonder how much dowry her brother is willing to pay for her?" Generally, a lady with both parents will have a dowry as long as her family conditions are acceptable, but if It's hard to say that there are only brothers left.

"I haven't heard of the dowry, but Miss Kentra has long been engaged to Colonel Cruise, the younger brother of Viscount Cruise."

"Oh, that's really a pity." The lady cast a regretful look at Emma.She thought that Emma was taken as a burden by the Earl of Kentra, so the Earl of Kentra arranged a marriage for her at will.A colonel without a knighthood is not a very good home.

Others saw what she meant. "No, this marriage was arranged for her by the old Earl of Kentra. The young lady is dazzled by love..."

"Oh I got it."

Mr. Bingley did not notice the whispering, for the pretty lady was smiling at him, and approaching slowly.She walked up to him and bowed gracefully: "Long time no see, Mr. Darcy."

Da, Darcy?Only then did Mr. Bingley realize that this beautiful lady was looking at his friend Fitzwilliam Darcy next to him!This is very unusual.He had been friends with Mr. Darcy for so long, and it was the first time he saw such a natural and familiar attitude between a lady and Mr. Darcy.

Mr. Darcy did not show that he was deeply in love as Mr. Bingley thought, and he was not even a little more excited than usual. He replied very calmly: "Miss Kentra."

Is it another case of a lady who was interested in Mr. Darcy but was rejected?But this Miss Kentra didn't seem disappointed either...Mr. Bingley was puzzled.

Emma noticed the handsome, expressive young gentleman standing beside Mr. Darcy, and glanced a little at his fair hair and emerald green eyes. "This is Mr. Bingley?"

Mr. Bingley was a little surprised. "Yes." Had Miss Kentra ever met him?

Emma smiled slightly: "Long time ago, Georgiana once said that her brother had a very good friend, Mr. Bingley." In fact, she knew Mr. Bingley earlier than she knew Georgiana. After all, Mr. Bingley is the second hero of Pride and Prejudice , played early.

After a brief self-introduction, the dance began.

Emma, ​​after dancing with her brother, did not go to the other ladies, but followed George to the gentlemen's side.

George looked at his sister helplessly and connivingly, and explained: "Last year, what happened to my father and me, since then Emma has always liked to be by my side."

The gentlemen have more or less heard of the terrible murder case, and immediately expressed their understanding of Miss Emma's behavior.A gentleman sitting next to Mr. Bingley said with righteous indignation: "This is terrible. It is hard to imagine that such a crazy person would make Miss Kentra suffer such misfortune."

When Emma heard her brother talk about what happened back then, her eyes were slightly watery, and she looked very pitiful.She bowed her head and thanked the gentlemen tenderly for their kindness.

With Emma listening in, the gentlemen talked a little more about sex than usual.From the war that has lasted for several years to the current taxation, and then to the business development today.

"In my opinion, cotton textiles and iron smelting are nothing more than extracting a small profit from the workers. Long-distance voyages are faced with the wind and waves at sea. The business that can really earn wealth today is mining mineral deposits in the South American colonies. How about it, my lord Are you interested?"

Emma had been sitting next to her brother without saying a word before, but when she heard this and glanced at her brother, she said delicately, "I heard that there are many barbarians there, will they be in danger?" She had never seen this person before, and she claimed to be Merchant Robert, the main capital in the cotton textile industry.

The gentlemen were a little amused by Emma's innocent question.Although gentlemen generally don't talk about these things with ladies, they only need to know the latest hairstyles in Paris and how to play a moving piano piece.But Emma asked curiously, and they would not disappoint Emma.Mr. Robert said tactfully: "The mines are just around the occupied area. Let's talk about how barbarians can stop the development of our businessmen."

"I see." Emma secretly rolled her brother's sleeve with her hands.

"So what does the Earl of Kentra mean?" The gentleman has not given up on La George's plan to become a shareholder.

"Oh." Earl Kentra shrugged, showing a careless look. "I saw four thoroughbreds two days ago, with snow-white fur, elegant and strong. I couldn't buy them until I added [-] pounds. The owner of the four babies is too greedy. But I still plan to take them Go back to the manor. If you want to invest, you may not be able to spend much money."

Mr Robert looked a little disappointed, but he hadn't given up on lobbying. "Who doesn't know that you have a good investment vision. If you only put down a hundred pounds, the people who follow in your footsteps will provide sufficient funds."

Emma slowly waved her fan three times on her chest.

George seemed very proud of being complimented: "Then you can find some time to talk to my agent in the next few days."

Mr. Bingley had been keeping an eye on his friend, and found that he secretly glanced at Emma, ​​but the angle seemed wrong.From his angle, it seemed that the end of his line of sight was Emma's hand.

Mr. Bingley was very puzzled, and got up to invite Emma to dance.Emma readily agreed.During the dance, Mr. Bingley glanced secretly at Emma's hands. They were indeed a pair of beautiful hands, white and slender, but there was nothing unusual about them.

After the ball, Emma and George said goodbye to Mr. Bingley and Mr. Darcy, boarded the carriage and left.

Let us now look at the scene in the carriage which Mr. Bingley did not recall:

George was a little dizzy after drinking a few glasses of wine. He rubbed his temples and asked lazily, "Why did you ask that Mr. Robert to find an agent? Do you think what he said can be considered?"

Emma shook her head: "After the South China Sea bubble, the South American colonial commercial monopoly was suppressed. He just wanted to take a bite of this unowned cake in the name of the Earl of Kentra. The development of mineral deposits is just a cover. Waiting for a license to occupy Divide a sphere of influence, and minerals, crops, and slave trade can be carried out at the same time. I asked him to find an agent not because he thought his proposal could be considered, but now that the franchise companies have closed down one after another, he wants to get you to buy shares. I’m afraid has a problem."

George nodded. "You know more about business than I do, so leave the rest to me."

Back to Mr. Bingley's perspective:

"My God, this is horrible."

"Have you heard?"

"Did he really do that?"

Overnight, word spread throughout London that Fitzwilliam Darcy was supplying arms to the French army.

The author has something to say: First of all, thanks to the little angel who cast thunder 9267718~

small theater:

"Tacit understanding needs to be cultivated"

When Emma heard someone recommending stocks to George, she tapped her lips with a fan, shook her temples, and then shook her lips again.

George suddenly realized, and said to the man: Come back tomorrow.

Emma frowned: Why did you let him come tomorrow?

George was aggrieved: Didn't you tell me "Think about it before you speak it"?

Emma sneered: I mean, have your brain been eaten by listening to his nonsense?

ps In fact, what Mr. Darcy said was very serious. If the lady at that time heard such words, she would be ashamed and dare not see him again.But Emma felt differently.

Emma's attitude: Mr. Darcy is her respected benefactor, and she was a little too intimate with him unconsciously.When Mr. Darcy accused her, she was a little wronged at first, and felt a little embarrassed. Later, she thought that she did something wrong, and Mr. Darcy was doing it for her own good.It's like being reprimanded by my father. Although I feel that my father doesn't understand me and speaks too much, but after thinking about it for my own good, I obediently admit my mistake_(:зゝ∠)_

If Emma looked at Mr. Darcy with the eyes of a male ticket, she would have turned her face when she heard these words.