...IN THE FIRST PART OF...
THE FOUR BENNET DAUGHTERS
We each have a diary...
Only we don't know what to write in it.
Nothing ever happens, here at Longbourn.
The days follow each other, like beads on the necklace of...
...endless boredom,
...which binds us all,
...until the Man enters our life.
Meanwhile we prepare for Him,
...with embroidering,
...crocheting,
...painting,
...making music...
Mary again. Oh, exasperastion of the ears!
I find this situation extremely humiliating for our sex.
Why can any real event...
...only take place in the presence of a squire?
Are we nothing ourselves?
Why should marriage be our only, and highest, purpose?
And why should all our activities be aimed...
...at bringing that about at one point?
Because we girls and women are lacking in pride.
I will NOT marry before the man finds me,
...who will esteem me as a woman and as a person.
Oh, will this never end!
Diary of Elizabeth Bennet
One, two, three, four.
(continues)
So punishes a daughter her poor father these days...
...for being still unmarried.
Mary! Children! Jane! Elizabeth! Elizabeth!
- What is it, mama? - Child, where's your father?
- In his study, mama. - Big news, my child.
Children! Big news for all of us. And for Mr. Bennet.
Mama? What's happened? What is it? Mama, please!
My dear Mr. Bennet! Big news!
Big news for all of us.
Netherfield... Netherfield Park has finally been let.
Oh, is that all?
"Is that all?" But aren't you curious who rented it?
You are aching with desire to tell it,
... and I'm not unwilling to learn it.
He is young, very rich, and comes from the North of England.
I just heard from lady Lucas.
He has an income of 5 or 6 thousand pound sterling a year!
Is he married?
No, would I make such a fuss about a married man?
I have had that displeasure sometimes, yes.
Then you're the only one.
For a mother of four daughters, well, an unmarried man...
And what is the name of this jewel of British tax payers?
Bingley.
Charles or James, it doesn't come back, but in any case it's Bingley.
And, what is the connection between this stranger in our parts...
...and you and me and our daughters?
Why won't you quit that habit,
...of giving us your annoying theatrics!
Isn't it common knowledge...
...that a single man with a large fortune needs a wife?
And he should've travelled here from the North of England,
...just to find one among my daughters?
Why not?
Then already I can't congratulate him...
They are silly and childish, like all girls...
Yes, he could have found the like there as well, and at less expense.
You are running us down, for your own amusement, at the cost of us all.
No girl's as adorable as our Jane,
...and no other's as cheerful and spirited as our Lydia.
Well, that depends on the eye of the beholder.
So let us hope that the eyes of this Mr. Bingley have only half opened yet.
Although I must say that my Lizzy wouldn't be such a bad choice.
Lizzy is no better than the rest of them.
No better, but at least with her we added some spice.
You always favour Lizzy.
Like I said, none of them have much to recommend themselves...
Better be careful,
...that Mr. Bingley doesn't choose you, when he sees your daughters.
It's an unexpected compliment to put it like that, but...
...with four daughters, I no longer think of my own beauty.
A woman only stops doing that, when the it's truly gone,
...the beauty of former days,
...but with you,
...I can always always find some very striking aspects,
...that manage to capture me.
There. Come.
One, two, three, four...
One... two... three... four...
The spinet has been through enough agony for one day.
Now leave the instrument alone,
...and find another, less passionate occupation.
- We must take steps immediately. - Steps? What kind of steps?
- You must instantly pay a visit. - Where?
- At Netherfield. - And why this instant?
But of course, Lady Lucas is all ready...
...to win him over, to be there first.
She has Charlotte and Maria to think of.
- Well I'm sorry. - How?
Well, I have no objection at all to giving an esquire, whoever he is,
...with an income of 4 or 5 thousand a year,
...the opportunity to review my daughters,
...but I don't intend...
...to even lift a finger for it myself.
- You refuse to go?! - Decidedly so.
Oh, why is it the men who have to take the first steps?
Etiquette. But another time will come.
A time will come that we'll play you a trick.
That we'll be strong and you weak.
Then fathers will have to take care,
...that their sons do not turn into old bachelors.
We'll surely meet Mr. Bingley at the coming ball.
Of course. And Lady Lucas will certainly introduce him to us.
Lady Lucas has two daughters of her own: I don't trust her...
Quit that noise, Mary.
Sounds like that suggest hidden defects in your constitution.
- I don't cough for my enjoyment, mama. - Spare my nerves!
- When is the ball, Lizzy? - Tomorrow in a fortnight.
Oh my! Lady Lucas will not be there!
She's out of town. She won't be here the evening before the party.
She can't introduce you, because she doesn't know him herself!
So that will be to your advantage.
To my advantage? Yes. How's that, papa?
Because you can then introduce the jewel in the party to her.
Children, don't pay attention to him!
Another one of his whims, juggling words to confuse us!
Oh my nerves!
If only they weren't so delicate,
...then I'd give you a taste of your own concotions.
Now no more about that Mr. Bingley,
I don't want to hear another word about him.
- Well, that is a pity. - Why?
Then I could've saved myself the effort...
...of paying him a visit at daybreak this morning.
Have you gone to see him already, papa?
That was the gist of what I just said, yes.
Ooh! Pappaaa!
I'm sorry my dear, but it will not be easy now...
...to withdraw from his return visit.
My dear Mr. Bennet!
I knew that you loved your daughters far too much,
...to deny them such a chance.
What a guardian!
What a father, children!
What a husband!
Jane, hurry upstairs. Check your wardrobe.
And Lizzy, you two, go to town...
Bring gloves... ribbons... feathers... feathers!
As fast as you can children!
Mr. Bennet... Mr. Bennet!
Mary, cut that out,
...no eligible young man wants to marry a hospital.
Mr. Bennet...
Oh, you've made me so happy, Mr. Bennet...
Yes, I knew you'd surprise yourself.
You're much better than you make it seem.
Nasty jokes, but meek inside.
Let's decide here...
Jane will catch his eye.
Jane is good for every man, so why make an exception.
Then a short engagement, and cut the knot right away!
You shouldn't know each other too well before you marry,
...or you won't marry at all.
And then there's the wedding. Where to...?
It can't be in Meryton. Meryton...
...the country is lovely, but it's no good for high society...
...no publicity, not enough, nothing to do, right?
London! That it must be! London! That's it, children, London...
- Mary? - Yes papa?
Leap upon the spinet, and play it as loud as you can.
Yes papa.
And if you feel like coughing, then cough as much and as loud as you wish.
Thank you, papa.
Yes, in London... They could stay with nephew Gardner...
No, maybe not suitable. Too poor, that neighbourhood, too cheap.
No, it won't do. Not at nephew Gardner.
But why haven't we got any money!
We would've had some if the terms of your inheritance...
...hadn't been so wretched, so unnatural...
...then we would've had money, wouldn't we, then...
Would he live alone at Netherfield?
In any case his servants live there too.
Yes, I think I'll take that blue ribbon.
Then I'll take the red.
- Lizzy! - Charlotte!
- And you, Brutus? - How so?
Are you throwing yourself to at ties and ribbons...
...to make His head turn?
Don't act so innocent, you know exactly whom we mean.
With the girls here,
...any other conversation subject seems hardly possible.
Have you caught a glimpse of him yet, Charlotte?
To be honest, yes. Where? When?
Yesterday when he was out riding.
- How did he look? - It was a chestnut, a stallion I think.
He wore a brown jacket and a black hat.
Crowds of young people wear those, it says nothing!
I don't care what a man wears, unless it's a uniform.
All else pales anyway,
...next to those royal red and golden tunics.
Oh look, it's captain Danny.
Excuse me Charlotte, but I must have a word with him.
But for real, Charlotte. Is he young, Mr. Bingley?
Exactly the right age for all of us.
Is he handsome?
What do you think, with an income of 4 000 pound a year?
Who else is living with him at Netherfield?
His sister, Caroline Bingley, and his best friend, Mr. Darcy.
Not another bachelor?
Mama won't be able to cope!
He's a bachelor, and fabulously wealthy.
Two young men, out in the open, with that much money,
...all for the taking, so to speak!
- That's what mama thinks. - And mine.
For that matter all mothers are the same.
She aways loses face, if we disappoint here.
I never even had much face to lose.
Oh, you exagerate grossly.
Lizzie, Charlotte, such news!
The militia is coming to Meryton.
Two bachelors and a whole army.
Poor mothers!
Danny will visit aunt Philip tonight.
I hope mama will let me go as well.
But you already went there last night.
But tonight there'll be a crowd of officers.
- I'll ask mama anyway. - But...
- Will you do the rest of shopping? Bye! - Lydia, Lydia!
That leaves me with the ties and ribbons.
Mama plans to decorate us as the perfect bait.
If Bingley doesn't walk into our snares forthwith,
...mama will never forgive him.
When it comes to that, mothers mean business.
- See you at the ball. - See you at the ball.
My dear lady Lucas,
...I do believe the colonel is asking your daughter for a dance.
There, you see?
How amiable and gallant from such an old father of seven...
I feared she would have to sit through all the dancing,
...such a lovely girl, your daughter.
The lack of men is a real disappointment.
Your poor Elizabeth hasn't had a chance yet either.
You shouldn't have let her wear yellow. It's a young girl's colour.
How old is the poor thing, 27 or 28?
She's 27.
My Jane is 22, and the eldest.
Such an angel, don't you think?
Oh look, Mr. Bingley can't take his eyes off her.
- This is their 4th dance. - That means nothing.
The others he asked only once, or not at all.
- The first win is no good. - Nonsense.
Mr. Bingley is such a charming gent, he loves to dance so,
...why not should he fall in love...
...with the most attractive girl of them all?
Netherfield is a splendid country house.
Mr. Bingley has only rented it.
Which won't stop him from buying it.
It's 3 kilometers away from us, now that would be tactful of him.
Perhaps he'll leave again next month.
He's only the tenant of the estate.
Nonsense, nonsense.
Mr. Bingley is taken with Netherfield, and my daughter.
My dear lady Lucas, I dearly hope...
...you too will one day know the happiness I have now,
...that of a mother, to know her daughter is well cared for.
By the way, your daughter isn't so bad either,
...I don't know why people think her undistinguished,
...but then, I've always had a soft spot for her.
I hope you won't deny me the pleasure of dancing with you again later?
Your honour is very kind.
- The dance after the next? - Gladly, if you wish.
- There you are. - Thank you, you flatter me.
I will see you in a moment.
- Can he tempt you? - Oh, yes...
He is everything a squire should be.
Cheerful, sensible, considerate.
And Lizzy, he's asked me for a second dance,
- ...an honour I'd never expected. - How strange...(!)
You're by far the most handsome girl at the ball,
- ...what did you expect? - Oh, I don't know.
You needn't be too grateful for it.
None these gentlemen would mind always dancing with the prettiest.
It says nothing about courtesy on their part.
Oh Lizzy, come on...
And of course you adore his sister...
Such is it always with you,
...you think well of everybody.
Miss Bingley is very pleasant to talk with.
I'm sure she'll make us a very charming neighbour.
It's already clear to me:
You're determined to think that Mr. Bingley, and all about him, is spotless.
Here comes another gentleman.
Go on. Dance, and don't think.
My dear friend, what are you doing here all by yourself?
This is a ball.
- You know I don't like dancing. - Never?
Never. I don't see why I should make an exception.
Your sister's already been asked,
...and of rest of the female beauty appear to be just a few dull shoots.
I couldn't think of holding one of those rejects...
...in my arms, even just for a dance.
My life! If I was as demanding as you,
...what a sad life I would have!
Such particularity would turn every meal to dust.
Careful it isn't your last meal.
I must confess I've never seen...
...so many beguiling damsels at once.
I disagree completely.
The only remarkable thing about their faces...
...is their total fatuity
The only face really worthwhile,
...is the one you held just now.
- Miss Jane Bennet? - Yes.
Say, she has a sister, miss Elizabeth Bennet,
...who in my opinion is not to be sneezed at either.
Let me introduce you to her.
Elizabeth Bennet, isn't she that clever thing?
Slender and supple as a willow branch?
Yes, not bad, but still not good enough,
...to make me change my mind.
Besides, where is the pleasure in taking pains...
...for a girl whom everyone apparently seems to neglect?
Dance with her, to do me a favour.
She'll be very honoured,
...and you will see that she dances delightfully.
Every savage can dance delightfully, and afterwards they eat each other.
Well I can't see the use.
Why don't you dance with Jane Bennet? You're only wasting your time on me.
Be careful, or else...
...those friendly smiles will vanish in a puff of smoke before you know.
If only I was sure they are for me.
Not bad, but just not good enough,
...to make him change his mind...!
So now I know.
Why don't we have the guillotine in England?
They say he has an ample countryhouse in Derbyshire,
...and an income of 10.000 pound a year.
That smart aleck! Did he ever work for it?
What virtue is it to... to only inherit?
Such a windbag!
That's not pride, but merely conceit.
I must admit, between him, and his friend Mr. Bingley,
...there's a difference like day and night.
Indeed.
See how he dances with our Jane, Mr. Bingley.
How amiable and easy.
They make a handsome couple, undeniably.
Jane is kind to everyone, and that can be very dangerous.
- How's that? - Of course.
Someone like Jane, who is as kind and pleasant towards everyone,
...makes it hard to see when it concerns that one truly love.
Oh Mr. Bingley, you should tell that to Lizzy.
Mr. Bingley, this is my sister Elizabeth.
Mr. Bingley intends to give a ball at Netherfield.
Indeed. I have had the time of my life, and now I crave a repetition.
- You can't be serious, Charles. - I am.
- Have you met my sister? - Yes, we have been introduced.
Charles, will you consider that for some of us,
...such a party would be more a pain than a feast.
Mr. Bingley, mr. Bingley, the militia will also be here by then.
You won't forget them? - Surely not.
And naturally I expect all the Miss Bennets...
...to grace my party.
Forgive me, but this dance is already taken.
And I will see captain Danny.
Do you know, Lizzy, that I haven't missed a single dance?
And that is more than you can say!
Look, there he is!
Miss Bennet, would you be so kind as to do me the honour?
Thank you Mr. Darcy, that is most kind.
But I was not waiting for a partner.
If you allow me.
- I know what you are thinking. - You do?
You think of the silly, tasteless,
...unbearable pettiness of such company.
- Wrong. - Wrong?
Completely wrong.
I was thinking of the unspeakable joy,
...that a pair of pretty eyes in a girl's delicate head can give to a man.
Tell me quickly, when will the wedding take place?
Yes, yes, you would say that.
Female logic can get very far.
First affection, and then from affection to love,
...and from love without any further ado to wedlock.
But I'm sure you will be the first one to congratulate me.
No, captain Danny, no more.
- One more drink. - No, please.
It's evident I've had quite a few already.
A fine family for you, they will never be overlooked.
My Lydia adores officers, the dear.
But I can imagine it well, I was the same when I was young.
Oh, the gold and red of those uniforms...
Oh, what heartthrob.
I wouldn't mind one was son-in-law.
One with 7 or 8 thousand pound a year,
...and a nice horse under him,
...I wouldn't say no to that.
A lovely mother in law.
And believe me, you won't be a single moment without her on your estate.
I hope she'll like Pemberley.
Mr. Bennet! Mr. Bennet! Oh, there you are!
It would almost seem you're not interested in the results of the ball,
...with your indifference.
Yes, and last night it took more...
...than the power of my voice to wake you.
And this morning you were fast asleep, so I did not wake you.
So how was the ball?
Ooh! An enchanting success!
Mr. Bingly was taken with Jane.
He danced three times with her.
The others he let slink off after just one dance.
The first dance was with Miss King, the second with our Jane,
...the third with Charlotte Lucas, the silly thing, and...
Save me from the rest, dear, save me the rest.
I might as well have gone myself.
You risk becoming just as tiring.
Fine, I'll say no more.
No, that's too much silence.
I am truly very curious to learn,
...which of our daughters you've already managed to sell.
Not just Jane I hope?
That would be too poor a harvest,
...for a whole night of setting snares and traps.
Or was the game so quick and nimble that even you failed?
If I pass over the sour in your remark, as usual...
...then I can tell you there was another young man.
A certain Mr. Darcy.
He seemed a good catch, but he turned out a blot on the party.
Imagine, he said he thought our Lizzy too ugly to dance with.
What's so funny?
Because I heartily disagree with him.
My Lizzy is really our most precious pledge.
That's why his remark surprises me.
If he could see more of her, he would speak differently.
When do you think,
...that we could send mr. Darcy an invitation for dinner?
How kind of Caroline Bingley to send me this invitation!
What do you think, will mama allow me to go?
She would never forgive you if you didn't.
Imagine, a whole evening together with Mr. Bingley...
Mr. Bingley...
Mama would think it simply a crime if you let such a chance pass you by.
And if he then doesn't fall for you...
...head over heels, then he never will.
Oh Lizzy, please!
Why? Would you mind?
Of course not, what did you think?
Such a man, so kind and neat.
And so intelligent and decent, too.
And so handsome to look at...
Do not pretend you don't care about that!
Well, you both are. He couldn't have chosen better.
First thing tomorrow, you go and show mama that letter.
I bet she's already racking her brains,
...trying to think of a way to bring you two together.
- Goodnight. - Sleep well, mrs. Bingley.
Lydia, tell papa that the first breakfast is ready.
Papa would like a first cup of tea in the next room.
- Good morning, mama. - Good morning, mama.
Good morning, good morning. What's that?
- A letter from Netherfield, mama. - What does it say?
Caroline Bingley asks, if I can come to dinner.
- Good. - So I can go?
Even if I had to trash you to it.
After breakfast, go straight up,
...find a dress that's exactly on target.
I'll help you. And also I'll ask the servant,
...to send for the carriage. At 6 o'clock?
- Carriage? Why? - Well, for Jane, of course.
Jane will go on horseback.
- In weather like this? - It's raining cats and dogs.
- It's ice cold. - That's exactly why.
You'll arrive some numb with cold at Netherfield,
...that only a brute could find it in his heart to send you home.
Daughter, you're staying at Netherfield tonight.
- Mary, tell Simmons to bring more tea. - Yes mama.
Quit coughing, it's not you who has to go out in the rain.
No, mama. And I wouldn't go.
You may lead a horse to water, but you cannot make him drink.
My dear, luckily you're different.
Dear, good daughter.
Let me handle this, I will see that your beauty does not go to waste.
- I'll speak to your father. - No, mama.
No, please, mama. Mama!
My dear, don't be upset, for she means it well.
- She doesn't know what she does to us. - That's the way she is.
And not just her, all mothers.
The competition for that is stiff.
I'd love to see him again, Lizzy.
But either way, if it's anywhere possible I will return tonight!
Imagine me spending the night at Netherfield!
- How is she? - She seemed feverish.
No wonder, after a venture like last night.
On horseback... What was she thinking?
Perhaps the Bennets don't keep a carriage.
- Has the doctor been called? - Yes of course,
...didn't you ask me to? He'll be here shortly.
And the note to her parents, has that been delivered yet?
My dear Charles, everything that you asked me to do, has been done.
You may depend upon it that an invasion of Bennets...
...is due shortly.
- Miss Elizabeth Bennet. - What did I tell you?
Dear Miss Elizabeth...
- Mr. Bingley... - Permit me to thank you,
...for the speed with which you've notified me.
Please excuse my appearance.
I set out at once to visit Jane.
Do you mean to say you have walked all the way?!
In this weather, over all those muddy roads?
Yes, so it would appear.
My father couldn't spare the horses owing to the work at the farm.
And how is Jane?
She is to keep to her room, the doctor can arrive any moment.
She has a fever, wretchedly.
Might I see her right away?
- Naturally, let me show you her room. - Thank you.
The poor thing upstairs is a darling.
But her sister is quite impossible.
- You think? - Her manners suggest an excess of pride and impudence.
As for the rest she only lacks...
...conversation, style, taste, and beauty.
And that hair! Downright barbaric.
I thought she looked especially charming.
Charming! After having walked three or four kilometers...
...on sore roads like a tramp!
At least it testifies to a great love for her sister.
The doctor has arrived, he is with her now.
He told me that Miss Elizabeth's visit will certainly promote her recovery.
I will ask her to stay.
- In this house? Miss Elizabeth? - Yes.
I assume you'll have no objection at all...
...when the whole brood of Bennets descends upon us?
I believe, my dear Charles, that you'd do best...
...to imagine your future entirely surrounded...
...by that adorable family. Mother Bennet at the head.
I can already hear her voice: "My dear Mr. Bingley!"
My dear Mr. Bingley! It's really unbecoming...
...that we enjoy your hospitality any further, but...
...the doctor did say that Jane is not to return before tomorrow.
Tomorrow! In my opinion that seems a bit too early.
But if she has improved by then,
...then I'll return her to you myself, safe and sound.
When will you give your party, Mr. Bingley?
As soon as possible, but not before your sister is completely recovered.
Oh, that's just as well, because by then Captain Danny will be back in Maryton.
And I'll insist he give a party too.
Oh, I thought for a moment,
that I'd heard your carriage leave, Mrs. Bennet.
It's getting pretty dark, that's true. Come with me, Lydia.
Oh, what a magnificent room you have here, Mr. Bingley.
And what a splendid view behind those windows.
No property in the area is as beautiful as Netherfield.
Alas, Mrs., I have only rented it.
That couldn't prevent you for changing that, could it?
Indeed, and I must say,
...Netherfield greatly pleases me at the moment.
But I know my own nature,
...that preference could change the next day.
You will never feel lonely here, Mr. Bingley.
There are at least 24 families in the neighbourhood...
...that would love nothing more that to pay you a visit.
Good afternoon, Mr. Darcy.
We hope to hear soon, when you could come to us,
...to share at our dinner table.
Well, perhaps when I return Jane to the embrace of her family.
Poor Jane.
Without that impossible family of hers,
- ...she'd stand a much better chance of a good marriage. - Sure.
One uncle is apparently a solicitor,
...another has a house in Cheapside,
...where the houses really are cheap.
Did you know, Charles, that the Bennets have an uncle who lives in Cheapside?
No, and I do not care. It doesn't make them...
...any less warm or likeable, they're excellent people.
My dear Miss Elizabeth,
...how is Jane? How may I help you?
She plans to join us for a bit.
May I perhaps browse your books?
I'd like to give her something to read.
But of course, be my guest.
What a splendid library you've got at Pemberley.
I always tell Charles, that if he is to settle permanently,
...then he should do so in Derbyshire.
- No better county in the whole of England. - Thank you.
- Are you writing to your sister? - I am trying to, at least.
I really miss her, Georgiana. Write her that, if you will?
How quickly you write!
And how do you manage to write so nice and regular!
It's of its own accord, all of it.
What I pray you, please write to your sister, that...
...I'm thrilled with the latest design...
...of the embroidery for a tablecloth,
...the one with those flowers and birds, simply gorgeous.
Do you mind if I save these raptures for another time?
Because my paper is running out, so it would not do them justice.
Miss Jane Bennet.
My dear Miss Jane...
How delightful to see you again.
Are you sure you are up to it?
I will only stay briefly, and I do feel much better, thank you.
Come, quick, to the fireplace.
There you are... Pillow...
And a footrest...
Let me indulge you...
- I'm glad you've recovered so quickly, Miss Jane. - Thank you.
We were just selecting some books for you,
...but unfortunately there's not much here.
I will go to the library, no, to see if I can find you something there.
Oh, Darcy, come with me, you could help me carry.
See here, Jane, now these are drawings...
...that Mr. Darcy's younger sister made.
- Aren't they gorgeous? - Yes, very.
And this is... Let me see...
This is a sketch of Pemberley, Mr. Darcy's estate.
Icily beautiful. The perfect frame for Mr. Darcy, methinks.
Miss Darcy seems a girl of great talent.
Oh, she definately is, extraordinary.
No wonder Charles immediately fell for her from admiration.
- Has he know her for long? - Since a year,
...they met each other in London.
- So not that long. - No...
...But the impression she made on him was all the more vehement.
Right.
And of course she is very pretty.
Oh, gorgeous.
A gorgeous girl,
...who makes gorgeous sketches, on a gorgeous estate...
...I think we've gorged on that quite enough.
In any case, so now you know.
Should Charles suddenly leave for London,
...then Georgiana Darcy will be the urgent reason.
I have a miniature of her, would you like to see it?
Don't trouble yourself on my account.
I would like to see her features.
Then I will fetch it. Excuse me a moment.
Mind the draught, Jane, you still look frail.
Lizzy! Lizzy, did you hear what she said?
She doesn't want her brother to marry me.
Don't let yourself be upset!
He loves you, and now she wants to convince you...
...that he doesn't. Isn't that clear?
I'm not so sure, Lizzy...
He's simply radiating with love!
If Miss Caroline Bingley had been able to generate...
...but one particle of all that glow in mr. Darcy...
...she would have had her wedding outfit ready by now.
The only ones against you are Caroline, and our own family.
We are not rich and from a lower station.
But... if he proposes to you, what will you say?
- "I do." - That's all I wanted to know.
My dear Miss Jane,
Darcy and I are agreed that we don't know how to select books for ladies.
Would you be so kind as to have a look for yourself?
The library is pleasantly warm, you will never catch cold there.
- Allow me to accompany you. - Thank you.
Darcy, I leave you the pleasure,
...of entertaining Miss Elizabeth.
Please, Mr. Darcy, finish your letter.
I will keep myself well entertained.
My letter is not urgent, Miss Elizabeth.
Is it true, that you love engage yourself...
...in dissecting other people's personalities?
Who told you that?
In a small community such as this, almost nothing can stay hidden.
So it is true?
Yes, so it is.
And have you been able to form an image of my own character?
At the ball, I thought I had had an impression of your personality, yes.
And my I ask what this impression is?
They say you are proud...
I can't deny that.
Who once has lost my good opinion, can do no right in my eyes afterwards.
And your eyes are never, I suppose, blinded by any prejudice?
I should hope not.
I have to confess I am not very clement.
If I consider someone a black sheep, I'll never see him turn white again.
That is a quality that's indeed blamable,
...to trust so in first impressions.
I wonder...
What?
It doesn't matter.
You wonder...how I really am?
No... For it's not much use to go into it further now.
We shall soon part,
...and it's unlikely if we'll ever meet each other again.
And so... let us meanwhile think only for the best of each other.
THE FOUR BENNET DAUGHTERS
END 1ST PART