Pride and Prejudice Part 13

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I'm Julie Andrews, and from the Noiser Podcast Network, this is Pride and Prejudice, Part 13. In the previous episode... Lizzie's stay in Kent with Charlotte and Mr. Collins took an unexpected turn with the arrival of some interesting guests. The charming Colonel Fitzwilliam... proved to be a welcome addition to the area, and Lizzie enjoyed his flirtatious company immensely. First Wickham, and now the Colonel. It seems Lizzie may have a soft spot for military men.

However, there was a sour note. Fitzwilliam wasn't alone. He was joined in Kent by his cousin, Mr. Darcy. That said... The normally aloof bachelor proved better company than usual, even paying Elizabeth a compliment or two. Not only that, but over the following days... Darcy made repeated visits to Mr. Collins' parsonage, where Elizabeth has been staying. What's motivating this behaviour, and will it alter Liz's opinion of Darcy?

That remains to be seen, but some huge revelations are in the offing. For now, we rejoin our heroine on a ramble through the scenic countryside, just as she runs into a familiar... From the Noiser Podcast Network, this is Pride and Prejudice.

Chapter 33 More than once did Elizabeth, in her ramble within the park, unexpectedly meet Mr. Darcy. She felt all the perverseness of the mischance. that should bring him where no one else was brought, and to prevent its ever happening again, took care to inform him at first that it was a favorite haunt of hers. How it could occur a second time, therefore, was very odd. Yet it did, and even a third.

It seemed like willful ill nature or a voluntary penance, for on these occasions it was not merely a few formal inquiries and an awkward pause and then away, but he actually thought it necessary.

to turn back and walk with her. He never said a great deal, nor did she give herself the trouble of talking or of listening much, but it struck her in the course of their third encounter that he was asking some odd... unconnected questions about her pleasure in being at Huntsford, her love of solitary walks, and her opinion of Mr. and Mrs. Collins' happiness, and that in speaking of rosings and her not...

perfectly understanding the house, he seemed to expect that whenever she came into Kent again, she would be staying there too. His words seemed to imply it. Could he have Colonel Fitzwilliam in his thoughts? She supposed if he meant anything, he must mean an allusion to what might arise in that quarter. It distressed her a little, and she was...

quite glad to find herself at the gate in the pales opposite the parsonage. She was engaged one day as she walked in perusing Jane's last letter. and dwelling on some passages which proved that Jane had not written in spirits, when instead of being again surprised by Mr. Darcy, she saw on looking up that Colonel Fitzwilliam was meeting her.

Putting away the letter immediately and forcing a smile, Lizzie said, I did not know before that you ever walked this way. I have been making the tour of the park, replied Colonel Fitzwilliam. as I generally do every year, and intended to close it with a call at the parsonage. Are you going much farther? No, I should have turned in a moment, replied Lizzy.

and accordingly she did turn, and they walked towards the parsonage together. Do you certainly leave Kent on Saturday, said Lizzie? Yes, replied Fitzwilliam. If Darcy does not put it off again, but I am at his disposal, he arranges the business just as he pleases. And if not able to please himself in the arrangement, replied Lizzie, He has at least great pleasure in the power of choice. I do not know anybody who seems more to enjoy the power of doing what he likes than Mr. Darcy.

He likes to have his own way very well, replied Fitzwilliam, but so we all do. It is only that he has better means of having it than many others, because he is rich and many others are poor. I speak. Feelingly, a younger son you know must be accustomed to self-denial and dependence. In my opinion, said Lizzie, the younger son of an earl can know very little of either.

Now, seriously, what have you ever known of self-denial and dependence? When have you been prevented by want of money from going wherever you choose or procuring anything you had a fancy for? These are home questions, replied Fitzwilliam, and perhaps I cannot say that I have experienced many hardships of that nature, but in matters of greater weight...

I may suffer from the want of money. Younger sons cannot marry where they like. Unless where they like women of fortune, said Lizzie, which I think they very often do. Our habits of expense make us too dependent, replied Fitzwilliam. There are not many in my rank of life who can afford to marry without some attention to money. Is this, thought Elizabeth, meant for me?

And she coloured the idea, but recovering herself, said in a lively tone, And pray, what is the usual price of an earl's younger son, unless the elder brother is very sickly? I suppose you would not ask above fifty thousand pounds. He answered her in the same style, and the subject dropped. To interrupt a silence which might make him fancy her affected with what had passed, she soon afterwards said, I imagine your cousin brought you down with him chiefly.

for the sake of having somebody at his disposal. I wonder he does not marry, to secure a lasting convenience of that kind. But perhaps his sister does as well for the present as she is under his sole care. He may do what he likes with her. No, said Fitzwilliam, that is an advantage which he must divide with me. I am joined with him in the guardianship of Miss Darcy. Are you indeed?

And pray, what sort of a guardian do you make? Does your charge give you much trouble? Young ladies of her age are sometimes a little difficult to manage, and if she has the true Darcy spirit... She may like to have her own way. As she spoke, she observed Fitzwilliam looking at her earnestly, and the manner in which he immediately asked her, why she supposed Miss Darcy likely to give them any uneasiness, convinced her that she had somehow or other got pretty near the truth. She directly replied,

You need not be frightened. I never heard any harm of her, and I dare say she is one of the most tractable creatures in the world. She is a very great favorite with some ladies of my acquaintance. Mrs. Hurst and Miss Bingley, I think I have heard you say that you know them. I know them a little. Their brother is a pleasant, gentleman-like man. He is a great friend of Darcy's.

Oh, yes, said Elizabeth dryly. Mr. Darcy is uncommonly kind to Mr. Bingley and takes a prodigious deal of care of him. Care of him, cried Fitzwilliam. Yes, I really believe Darcy does take care of him in those points where he most wants care. From something that he told me in our journey hither, I have reason to think Bingley very much indebted to him.

But I ought to beg his pardon, for I have no right to suppose the Bingley was the person meant. It was all conjecture. What is it you mean? Lizzie asked. It is a circumstance, replied Fitzwilliam, which Darcy, of course, could not wish to be generally known, because if it were to get round to the ladies' family, it would be an unpleasant thing.

You may depend upon my not mentioning it, said Lizzie. And remember that I have not much reason for supposing it to be Bingley, said Fitzwilliam. What he told me was merely this.

that he congratulated himself on having lately saved a friend from the inconveniences of a most imprudent marriage. But without mentioning names or any other particulars, And I only suspected it to be Bingley from believing him the kind of young man to get into a scrape of that sort, and from knowing them to have been together the whole of last summer.

Did Mr. Darcy give you his reasons for this interference? asked Lizzie. I understood that there were some very strong objections against the lady. And what arts did he use to separate them? He did not talk to me of his own arts, said Fitzwilliam, smiling. He only told me what I have now told you.

Elizabeth made no answer and walked on, her heart swelling with indignation. After watching her a little, Fitzwilliam asked her why she was so thoughtful. I am thinking of what you have been telling me, said she. Your cousin's conduct does not suit my feelings. Why was he to be the judge? You are rather disposed to call his... interference officious asked fitzwilliam i do not see what right mr darcy had to decide on the propriety of his friend's inclination

or why, upon his own judgment alone, he was to determine and direct in what manner that friend was to be happy. But, Lizzie continued, recollecting herself, As we know none of the particulars, it is not fair to condemn him. It is not to be supposed that there was much affection in the case. That is not an unnatural surmise. said Fitzwilliam, but it is lessening the honour of my cousin's triumph, very sadly. This was spoken in jest.

But it appeared to her so just a picture of Mr. Darcy that she would not trust herself with an answer, and therefore, abruptly changing the conversation, talked on in different matters till they reached the parsonage. There, shot into her own room as soon as their visitor left them, she could think without interruption of all that she had heard.

It was not to be supposed that any other people could be meant than those with whom she was connected. There could not exist in the world two men over whom Mr. Darcy could have such boundless influence. That he had been concerned in the measures taken to separate Mr. Bingley and Jane she had never doubted, but she had always attributed to Miss Bingley the principal design and arrangement of them.

If his own vanity, however, did not mislead him, Mr. Darcy was the cause. His pride and caprice were the cause of all that Jane had suffered and still continued to suffer. He had ruined for a while every hope of happiness for the most affectionate, generous heart in the world, and no one could say how lasting an evil he might have inflicted.

There were some very strong objections against the lady, were Colonel Fitzwilliam's words, and these strong objections probably were her having one uncle, who was a country attorney, and another who was in business in London. To Jane herself, Lizzie exclaimed, there could be no possibility of objection, all loveliness and goodness as she is, her understanding excellent.

Her mind improved and her manners captivating. Neither could anything be urged against my father, who though with some peculiarities... has abilities which Mr. Darcy himself need not disdain, and respectability which he will probably never reach. When she thought of her mother, indeed, her confidence gave way a little, but she would not allow that any objection there had material weight with Mr. Darcy, whose pride she was convinced would receive a deeper wound.

from the want of importance in his friends' connections than from their want of sense, and she was quite decided, at last, that he had been partly governed by this worst kind of pride.

and partly by the wish of retaining Mr. Bingley for his sister. The agitation and tears which the subject occasioned brought on a headache, and it grew so much worse towards the evening that, added to her unwillingness to see Mr. Darcy, it determined her not to attend her cousins to Rosings, where they were engaged to drink tea.

Mrs. Collins, seeing that she was really unwell, did not press her to go, and as much as possible, prevented her husband from pressing her. But Mr. Collins could not conceal his aptitude. of Lady Catherine's being rather displeased by her staying at home. is supposed to be boring one staple of the holidays refuses to end the great deals at Verizon the joy just keeps on coming Right now, you can save on four new phones and four lines.

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better. Chapter 34 When they were gone, Elizabeth, as if intending to exasperate herself as much as possible against Mr. Darcy, chose for her employment the examination of all the letters which Jane had written to her since her being in Kent. They contained no actual complaint, nor was there any revival of past occurrences or any communication of present suffering, but in all and in almost every line of each.

there was a want of that cheerfulness which had been used to characterize her style, and which, proceeding from the serenity of a mind at ease with itself and kindly disposed towards everyone, had been scarcely ever clouded. Elizabeth noticed every sentence conveying the idea of uneasiness with an attention which it had hardly received on the first perusal.

Mr. Darcy's shameful boast of what misery he had been able to inflict gave her a keener sense of her sister's sufferings. It was some consolation to think that his visit to Rosings... was to end on the day after the next, and is still greater that in less than a fortnight she should herself be with Jane again and able to contribute to the recovery of her spirits by... all that affection could do. She could not think of Darcy's leaving Kent without remembering that his cousin was to go with him.

But Colonel Fitzwilliam had made it clear that he had no intentions to marry her, and agreeable as he was, she did not mean to be unhappy about him. While settling this point, she was suddenly roused by the sound of the doorbell, and her spirits were a little fluttered by the idea of its being Colonel Fitzwilliam himself.

who had once before called late in the evening and might now come to inquire particularly after her. But this idea was soon banished, and her spirits were very differently affected. when, to her utter amazement, she saw Mr. Darcy walk into the room. In a hurried manner, he immediately began an inquiry after her health, imputing his visit to a wish of hearing that she were better. She answered him with cold civility.

He sat down for a few moments and then, getting up, walked about the room. Elizabeth was surprised but said not a word. After a silence of... several minutes, he came towards her in an agitated manner and thus began. In vain have I struggled. It will not do. My feelings will not be repressed. You must allow me to tell you how ardently I admire and love you. Elizabeth's astonishment was beyond expression. She stared, blushed, doubted, and was silent.

This he considered sufficient encouragement, and the avowal of all that he felt, and had long felt for her, immediately followed. He spoke well. but there were feelings besides those of the heart to be detailed, and he was not more eloquent on the subject of tenderness than of pride. His sense of her inferiority... of its being a degradation of the family obstacles which judgment had always opposed to inclination were dwelt on with a warmth, but was very unlikely to recommend his suit.

In spite of her deeply rooted dislike, she could not be insensible to the compliment of such a man's affection. And though her intentions did not vary for an instant,

She was at first sorry for the pain he was to receive. Till, roused to resentment by his subsequent language, she lost all compassion in anger. She tried, however, to compose herself to answer him with patience when he should have finished. He concluded with representing to her the strength of that attachment which, in spite of... all his endeavors, he had found impossible to conquer, and with expressing his hope that it would now be rewarded by her acceptance of his hand. As he said this,

she could easily see that he had no doubt of a favorable answer. He spoke of apprehension and anxiety, but his countenance expressed real security. Such assurance from him could only exasperate further, and when he ceased, the color rose into her cheeks, and she said, In such cases as this... It is, I believe, the established mode to express a sense of obligation for the sentiments avowed, however unequally they may be returned. It is natural that...

obligation should be felt. And if I could feel gratitude, I would now thank you. But I cannot. I have never desired your good opinion, and you have certainly bestowed it most unwillingly. I am sorry to have occasioned pain to anyone. It has been most unconsciously done, however, and I hope will be of short duration. The feelings which you tell me have long prevented the acknowledgement of your regard can have little difficulty in overcoming it after this explanation.

Mr. Darcy, who was leaning against the mantelpiece with his eyes fixed on her face, seemed to catch her words with no less resentment than surprise. His complexion became pale with anger. and the disturbance of his mind was visible in every feature. He was struggling for the appearance of composure and would not open his lips till he believed himself to have attained it. The pause was to Elizabeth's feelings dreadful. At length, in a voice of forced calmness, he said,

And this is all the reply which I am to have the honour of expecting. I might, perhaps, wish to be informed why, with so little endeavour at civility, I am thus rejected. "'But it is of small importance.' "'I might as well inquire,' replied she. Why, with so evident a design of offending and insulting me, you chose to tell me that you liked me against your will, against your reason, and even against your character. Was not this...

Some excuse for incivility, if I was uncivil. But I have other provocations. You know I have. Had not my own feelings decided against you... Had they been indifferent, or had they even been favorable, do you think that any consideration would tempt me to accept the man who has been the means of ruining, perhaps forever, the happiness of a most beloved sister. As she pronounced these words, Mr. Darcy changed colour.

But the emotion was short, and he listened without attempting to interrupt her while she continued. I have every reason in the world to think ill of you. No motive can excuse the unjust and... ungenerous part you acted there. You dare not, you cannot deny, that you have been the principal, if not the only means, of dividing them from each other.

of exposing one to the censure of the world for caprice and instability, the other to its derision for disappointed hopes, and involving them both in misery of the acutest kind. She paused and saw with no slight indignation that he was listening with an air which proved him wholly unmoved by any feeling of remorse. He even looked at her. with a smile of affected incredulity. "'Can you deny that you have done it?' she repeated. With assumed tranquility he then replied,

I have no wish of denying that I did everything in my power to separate my friend from your sister, or that I rejoice in my success. Towards him, I have been kinder than towards myself. Elizabeth disdained the appearance of noticing this civil reflection, but its meaning did not escape, nor was it likely to conciliate her. But it is not merely this affair, she continued, on which my dislike is founded. Long before it had taken place, my opinion of you was decided.

Your character was unfolded in the recital which I received many months ago from Mr. Wickham. On this subject, what can you have to say? In what imaginary act of friendship can you here defend yourself, or under what misrepresentation can you here impose upon others? You take an eager interest in that gentleman's concerns, said Darcy in a less tranquil tone.

"'Who that knows what his misfortunes have been can help feeling an interest in him,' replied Lizzie. "'His misfortunes,' repeated Darcy contemptuously. Yes, his misfortunes have been great indeed. And of your infliction, cried Elizabeth with energy, you have reduced him to his present state of poverty, comparative poverty.

You have withheld the advantages which you must know to have been designed for him. You have deprived the best years of his life of that independence which was no less his due than his dessert. You have done all this, and yet you can treat the mention of his misfortunes with contempt and ridicule. And this... cried Darcy, as he walked with quick steps across the room, is your opinion of me. This is the estimation in which you hold me. I thank you for explaining it so fully.

My faults, according to this calculation, are heavy indeed. But perhaps, added he, stopping in his walk and turning towards her, these offences might have been overlooked. Had not your pride been hurt by my honest confession of the scruples that had long prevented my forming any serious design, these bitter accusations might have been suppressed. had I, with greater policy, concealed my struggles and flattered you into the belief of my being impelled by unqualified, unalloyed inclination.

By reason, by reflection, by everything. But disguise of every sort is my abhorrence. Nor am I ashamed of the feelings I related. They were natural and just. Could you expect me to rejoice in the inferiority of your connections? To congratulate myself on the hope of relations whose condition in life is so decidedly beneath my own? Elizabeth felt herself growing more angry every moment, yet she tried to the utmost to speak with composure when she said, You are mistaken, Mr. Darcy.

If you suppose that the mode of your declaration affected me in any other way than as it spared me the concern, which I might have felt in refusing you, had you behaved in a more gentleman-like manner. She saw him start at this, but he said nothing, and she continued, You could not have made me the offer of your hand in any possible way that would have tempted me to accept it.

Again, his astonishment was obvious, and he looked at her with an expression of mingled incredulity and mortification. She went on, From the first moment, I may also say, of my acquaintance with you, your manners impressing me with the fullest belief of your arrogance, your conceit, and your selfish disdain of the feelings of others, were such as to form that groundwork of disappointment.

probation on which succeeding events have built so immovable a dislike, and I had not known you a month before I felt that you were the last man in the world whom I could ever be prevailed upon to marry. You have said quite enough, madam. I perfectly comprehend your feelings, and have now only to be ashamed of what my own have been. Forgive me for having taken up so much of your time.

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She knew not how to support herself, and from actual weakness sat down and cried for half an hour. Her astonishment as she reflected on what had passed was increased by every review of it. that she should receive an offer of marriage from Mr. Darcy, that he should have been in love with her for so many months, so much in love as to wish to marry her.

in spite of all the objections which had made him prevent his friends marrying her sister, and which must appear at least with equal force in his own case, was almost incredible. It was gratifying to have inspired unconsciously so strong an affection, but his pride, his abominable pride, his shameless avowal of what he had done with respect to Jane.

His unpardonable assurance in acknowledging, though he could not justify it, and the unfeeling manner in which he had mentioned Mr. Wickham, his cruelty towards whom he had not attempted to deny, soon overcame the pity. which the consideration of his attachment had for a moment excited. She continued in very agitating reflections.

till the sound of Lady Catherine's carriage bringing Charlotte home made her feel how unequal she was to encounter Charlotte's observation, and she hurried away to her room. In the next episode, Elizabeth reels in the wake of Mr. Darcy's disastrous proposal. She receives an earth-shattering letter which reveals jaw-dropping truths.

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