Swipe Left on Mr. Darcy — Mutual Friends，第 10 頁
作者：Inkroost · 發布於
文字記錄
Single panel across the long dinner table, tense, cold candlelight. On the left, Ms. de Bourgh sits at the head, her pale steel-blue eyes slightly narrowed in startled displeasure, unused to being contradicted. On the right, facing her, Lizzie Bennet sits composed and polite but plainly disagreeing, spine steady. Ms. de Bourgh: 'No sensible woman would think otherwise.' Lizzie: 'Then I suppose I'm not sensible.'
圖片說明
Across the long dinner table, Ms. de Bourgh narrows her eyes in startled displeasure at Lizzie, who calmly and politely disagrees with her.
關於本章
With Jane finally at peace and her own verdict on Darcy set in stone, Lizzie takes a weekend train out to visit Charlotte — now married to Mr. Collins and installed in a tidy cottage on the grounds of his employer's grand estate. Lizzie arrives braced to pity her best friend, certain she'll find her diminished and trapped. Instead she finds Charlotte quietly, unromantically content: she has carved out a livable arrangement, her own mornings and her own space, while Collins fusses over curtains and name-drops his imperious patron, Ms. de Bourgh. When the household is summoned to dinner at the big house, Lizzie meets Ms. de Bourgh herself — a cold, appraising matriarch who interrogates Lizzie's family and prospects and expects total agreement. Lizzie, politely, refuses to give it, and earns a startled, narrow-eyed once-over. By the end of the evening Lizzie has made her peace: Charlotte's chosen life is survivable, even good, and the visit is going to be fine. Then the estate's front door opens and the patron's newly arrived nephew steps into the hall — Fitzwilliam Darcy. The one certainty Lizzie came here to keep, that she was finally, permanently done with him, collapses on the spot. The mutual friend was him all along.