Monday, March 5, 2012

The Nerve!



  So there I am enjoying the weather, contemplating on my extremely irrational feelings for someone I have just met. I hear something or someone behind me, I see Mr. Darcy begging for something I couldn't understand. The poor man was not himself; vulnerable, nervous, and confused. I finally understood, he was professing his "desire" and "love" he had for me! Why would I be in the least flattered that he was asking for my hand in marriage. Definitely not his manner towards me, how he makes me feel so inferior, or towards any of the people in this town. Or the fact that he liked me against his character and better judgment.  However,according to him the last thing I was on his mind was "tolerable"! How dare he belittle me in such a fashion, embarrass me in front of crowds by calling me tolerable, and practically ruining my sister's life! Him and his old money, he thinks that one day he can ruin people's self esteem and the next get down on one knee, propose, and expect the other poor person will say yes just because of their bank account and high social standing! 
   I have been keeping myself alive, and educated, for the past several years without Darcy, so why does he suddenly believe that money should be his #1 reason in convincing me to marry him.

3 comments:

  1. My dear Lizzy, you have always been so strong and proud! You are right, you do not need a man to keep yourself alive! You have been doing fine, and I will never truly know how you have done it. And you bring me so much happiness by worrying about my happiness. I know I shouldn't have worried you so. I have by now realized what he has done, and I can forgive him. Of course, there was no need for me to forgive him, for my unhappiness was because of my own doing. I thank you dear sister in your concern and wish you luck and happiness in your future!

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  2. Oh, why did you not agree! You would have been so well off, Lizzy dear. As for you, dearest Jane, your selflessness shall once again be bringing the men to the door, asking for your hand. My girls, crossed in love! How wonderful it is to be their mother!

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  3. Excuse me, Miss Lizzy, but you should be joyous to receive a hand in proposal from a guy like me! You cannot ignore the fact that we are miles apart on a social scale conjured by anyone and you must accept it that. I was merely stating the obvious in my proposal. You should know that.

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