Elizabeth: "Yes. ”"I originally wrote back to the author, and out of my own pride and prejudice against the country, I used harsh language.After the last conversation with you, Miss Elizabeth, I realized my own selfishness.So I just came here to take back the letter and send it again. ”"How often do you write to the author, Mr.
Darcy?"
Darcy didn't expect Elizabeth to ask like this, and was stunned for a moment, then replied truthfully, "Not really."
This is actually the first letter.Because I started investing in Mr.
Tom Hughes, the editor-in-chief of Ladies Magazine, in the second half of the year, he would send me a sample issue.I happened to turn to this one, and to be honest, I'm not interested in such novels, but the author's description is quite unique. ”What a coincidence!
Elizabeth almost blurted out.She was about to continue her questioning, but was interrupted by a voice behind her."
I looked at this back upstairs and felt familiar, but I didn't expect it to be you!
Mr.
Darcy. ”A young man approached and saluted Darcy.He was about thirty years old, and was generally well-dressed, but his jacket was a little messy, apparently hastily put on when he went out."
Hello, Tom."
Darcy responded."
This is Tom Hughes, the editor-in-chief of Ladies Magazine."
Darcy first introduces Elizabeth to Tom's editor-in-chief, much to the surprise of both parties."
This is Miss Elizabeth, my friend."
He continued.As a successful businessman, Tom Hughes's ability to read words and emotions is absolutely outstanding.When he came from the magazine, he saw the interaction between Mr.
Darcy and Miss Elizabeth, and was keenly aware that the relationship between the two was not ordinary.This is illustrated by the order in which the presentations are made."
Good afternoon, Miss Elizabeth."
He complimented him very naturally, "You really have perfect eyes!"
”"Thank you, Mr.
Hughes."
Elizabeth feigned composure.Before serializing "Pride and Prejudice", she also planned to visit Tom's editor-in-chief, but she didn't expect it to be in this situation!
Tom Hughes, however, took the lady's restraint for reserve and shyness, so he looked no longer at her, but turned to the man and asked, "Mr.
Darcy, what is the wind that blows you here?"
”"Did you send the letter I sent you last time?""
Not yet, I'm going to send it in the afternoon."
Darcy nodded, took out a prepared letter from the carriage, and motioned for Tom Hughes to send it instead.Tom Hughes took the letter, and very wisely did not ask why, but said, "Since you are here, Mr.
Darcy, let me invite you to sit upstairs, and I will serve you the best wine and afternoon tea."
Miss Elisabeth, I just hope that you don't miss your trip. ”"Not at all."
Elizabeth said.On the contrary, she was curious about the somewhat exciting visit.A feeling of looking inside the "enemy" arises spontaneously."
What time is it?""
A little more than five minutes, Mr.
Darcy."
There is still more than an hour before the start of Marseille, so there is plenty of time.Darcy answered.The three of them walked into the small threshold, and an exquisitely furnished office appeared in front of them.Even though it's a "Ladies Magazine", it's funny that all the staff are men.Elizabeth sighed silently, I don't know how many years it will take for this situation to change.As he ascended the stairs, Tom Hughes said, "Mr.
Darcy, Miss Elizabeth, you have come by chance.There's another guest in my office, and we happened to be discussing First Impressions. ”Elizabeth was wondering who this guest was, and in a blink of an eye, the three of them arrived at the editor-in-chief's office on the second floor.Tom Hughes was the first to open the door and let Miss in first.A man standing by the window of the street blocked out some of the light, and she subconsciously glanced at it.This scared Elizabeth a lot."
Mr.
Elton?"
She smiled bitterly inwardly.Stimulating visits?
Inside the "enemy"?
She now finally knows what it means to kill a cat with curiosity!"
Miss Elizabeth?
As it happens, I've just been discussing arrogance with Editor-in-Chief Tom—" He stopped abruptly as he saw the complicated look that the lady had given him, and then he noticed Mr.
Darcy and Editor-in-Chief Tom coming in later.His face instantly brightened.Tom Hughes was surprised: "Thomas Elton, Miss Elizabeth, you know each other?"
”Elton: "At the ball in Meriton, Tom. ”Tom Hughes: "That's a coincidence. ”Elton: "And Mr.
Darcy, the first time we met was at the Meriton ball. ”Tom Hughes looked at the three of them and joked, "Meriton is such a magical place, I'll have to be called at the next ball."
By the way, Thomas, what were you talking about with Miss Elizabeth at the beginning?
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”After some conversation, Elton had already guessed the current situation.Obviously, Tom's editor-in-chief was unaware of Elizabeth's relationship with First Impressions, so the main reason Elizabeth visited Ladies was Darcy.Although he didn't know why Darcy was here, that was necessarily the only explanation.Thinking of this, he replied, "Tom, Miss Elizabeth is also a loyal reader of First Impressions. ”Elizabeth: "......" nodded and smiled to show that she liked First Impressions very much.You can't say she's the author of this novel, right?
Because of the correspondence, she had no intention of letting Mr.
Darcy know now.Before Tom Hughes could answer, Darcy asked lukewarmly, "I didn't know you liked First Impressions, Elizabeth." ”He spoke in a flat tone, but deliberately removed the honorific title of "Miss" and called her by her first name, which had a special charm, as if to promote their unique relationship.Elizabeth snapped: "After the last conversation, I went to see it again. ”Darcy deliberately pretended not to remember: "The one in the pavilion at the end of the Nigerfeld Manor?"
”Elizabeth: "Yes. ”There's a lot of information in that.Tom Hughes and Mr.
Elton couldn't help but look at them in surprise.Elizabeth deeply understands what it means to "regret it".If she had known that a lie would have been fulfilled with countless lies, she should have told Darcy the fact that she was the author.But the thought of losing the opportunity to exchange letters with him in this way made her feel that the current awkward occasion was not intolerable.Darcy remained silent, only lowered his head and took a sip of Bordeaux wine, the corners of his mouth hooked as if nothing was there.Tom Hughes was the first to break the silence: "Since everyone has read First Impressions, let's talk about this book."
As it happens, Thomas and I are discussing the publication and distribution of Pride and Prejudice. ”He took a pile of letters from an envelope and placed them on the table: "The author of First Impressions, Ms.
TheLady, is so talented that she expanded on this short story and thus had what is now a more perfect work, Pride and Prejudice.The characters are vividly displayed on the page, and the language style is witty and humorous.Frankly, if Ms.
TheLady were in front of me, I would not be stingy with the words of compliment. ”Elizabeth: "......"
Elton: "......"
Tom Hughes looked at the wonderful expressions on the faces of Miss Elizabeth and Elton, and then looked at Darcy's slightly frowning brow, a little puzzled: "Thomas, don't you think so?"
”Elton: "You're right, I'm not against it at all. ”Tom Hughes seemed pleased with the reply, and said, "Mr.
Darcy, if you read this 120,000-word novel seriously, I believe you will agree with my compliment." ”Darcy didn't answer immediately, but kept staring at the letter, as if to confirm something, and after a few seconds said, "I think I've seen envelopes and stationery like this somewhere, can you show me the contents?"
”As soon as he spoke, Elizabeth cast Elton a distressed look.She was familiar with the envelope and the paper, for it was the final draft of Pride and Prejudice that she had sent to Mr.
Elton at the Lucas House ball nearly a month ago!
Not only the envelope and stationery, but those who are familiar with her will immediately recognize the identity of the author as soon as they see the handwriting inside.Elizabeth had no doubts about Darcy's intelligence and comprehension.Elton also understood Elizabeth's concerns, so when Darcy finished asking that sentence, he subtly said, "Mr.
Darcy, you are really interested in this novel, which I really expected. ”Darcy didn't deny it.Elton then pretended to unintentionally retract the letterhead: "However, I believe that the author would prefer the work to appear in front of the reader in its entirety.This novel will be serialized next month, Mr.
Darcy, and if you like it, I'm sure Tom will send you Ladies Magazine every month. ”As he spoke, he had already put the letter back in the envelope, and then received it in his handbag as if nothing had happened.Tom Hughes thought his words a little strange, but he couldn't find anything too wrong, so he continued: "The December issue is printed, Mr.
Darcy, this is a sample, you can see it." ”"No need."
Darcy Road.He subconsciously looked at Elizabeth's reaction, and sure enough, he caught a strange look on her face.If this continues, Miss Elizabeth will surely recognize his quirks!
Aside from stakeholders like Tom Hughes and Elton, what kind of gentleman would pay attention to Ladies Magazine?
Darcy asked herself, a little annoyed.So Darcy added, "There's no need to send a sample issue in the future, Tom."
You know I'm so busy that I probably don't even have time to open it. ”The author has something to say: Darcy: Preach territorial sovereign integrity to Mr.
Elton.Elizabeth: Cover your vest and don't relax.Elton: Help Miss Elizabeth cover her vest and not relax.Tom: I'm turning a blind eye to the performance that should be with you, and I'm forcing someone who loves you the most to improvise.When did we start to put away the bottom line and adapt to the changes of the times to watch those clumsy performances.Chapter 30 A quarter of an hour later, Darcy and Elizabeth say goodbye to the Ladies Magazine, each with their own thoughts.The carriage passed through Hyde Park and headed north.After another quarter of an hour, we arrived at the Rhodes Royal Stud.There should have been a light rain in the morning, and the grass at the horse farm was still wet.However, this does not affect the interest of the audience and the nerves of the gamblers."
Would you like to make a bet, Miss Elizabeth?"
Outside the racecourse, there are people coming and going, and the fence near the stands is even more crowded.Darcy gentlemanly used his arm to isolate Elizabeth from the crowd, and from behind, they were so close that Elizabeth seemed to be snuggled in Darcy's arms.In fact, this is also true.Elizabeth felt the temperature on her shoulders and the breath in her ears, and felt that Darcy's gentlemanly behavior must have been deliberate!
Her nerves tensed, and she only pretended to be relaxed, "I didn't know you liked to bet on horses, Mr.
Darcy." ”At this time, it was the man's turn to be nervous, for fear that the young lady would misunderstand something.He hastened to explain that he is usually just a boring spectator, does not participate in betting, that is, has no vices.The main reason for asking at the moment is that there are friends involved in it."
Colonel Ross?"
Elizabeth looked down from the top of the racetrack and saw the name of Darcy's best friend on track four.She read along the way: "Fourth, Colonel Rose's racehorse silver white-fronted horse
.
"[1] The knight wears a black hat and a red shirt. ”Elizabeth asked, "How good is the silver white-fronted horse?"
”"It's five years old, and it's a Sonomi species.Each horse has won the jackpot for its owner, with the same good results as its ancestors[1]. ”"Are you going to cast this one, Mr.
Darcy?"
Elizabeth's eyes lit up, "But its odds shouldn't be high, its odds-" She looked down the list and saw the numbers, a little surprised: "Five to four?"
It stands to reason that the odds of such a famous horse should be lower, is something wrong?
”Darcy was also stunned for a moment, and then only heard the gamblers around him shouting, "Silver white-fronted horse, five to four!"
”They shouted, "Silver white-fronted horse, five to four!"
Darsbara, five to fifteen!
Other Horse Racing, Five to Four [1]!
”"Looks like there's a dark horse today."
Darcy replied, gesturing to the third track on the roster, "Three, Lord Brackwater's Racehorse Dasbara
.
"[1] The jockey wears a yellow hat and yellow sleeves. ”"How's this horse?""
I haven't heard much about it, but the odds should be very good.But I don't think it's as good as the silver white-fronted horse. ”Darcy said, escorting Elizabeth out of the crowd with his right hand and sitting down in the stands."
Then vote for the silver white-fronted horse."
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Elizabeth said, "I don't know much about horse racing, but trust your judgment." ”It was a simple and natural sentence, but when Darcy heard it, he felt that the tip of his heart was inexplicably soft, and the roots of his ears were slightly red."
Would you like something to drink, Miss Elizabeth?""
Black tea, thank you.""
Don't order wine?""
Editor-in-Chief Tom is getting me drunk."
Elizabeth blinked at Darcy, her cheeks flushing like nothing.Darcy looked at it and felt his heart hit hard again.He got up and called for the attendant, but his steps stumbled slightly.When he returned, he seemed to subconsciously sit closer to Elizabeth, shoulder to shoulder.The waiter handed over the tea and the betting receipt, he said "thank you", and then handed the person a pound tip.Elizabeth looked at the track, and Darcy looked at her.Her hair was soft, her lips were rosy, her eyes - Tom Hughes said that Elizabeth had perfect eyes, and he had no objection to them.In fact, he had never seen such a pair of beautiful and agile eyes in other young ladies.These eyes made her whole body glow.Elizabeth had already turned her head by this time, and her eyes twinkled like stars twinkling in the night."
Mr.
Darcy?""
Miss Elizabeth, you have perfect eyes.""
Huh?"
Looking at Darcy's deep eyes, Elizabeth's heart suddenly thundered.At this time, Darcy also felt that he seemed to be abrupt.He turned his face twisted, and said with some embarrassment, "Editor-in-Chief Tom Hughes said that." ”"And you, Mr.
Darcy, do you agree?""
I—" Darcy was first taken aback by Elizabeth's bold question.Then slowly, slowly, he felt as if something had touched the tip of his heart, and an inexplicable feeling bloomed."
Well, it's beautiful."
He said softly, the roots of his ears burning red.The atmosphere of this moment is very delicate.There was a lot of people around, but between the two, it was so quiet that you could hear the heartbeat of "bang bang"."
Mr.
Darcy!"
A thick male voice broke the slowly warming atmosphere.Elizabeth breathed a sigh of relief, while Darcy frowned slightly, and then followed the prestige."
Mr.
Darcy."
Facing the wind and fire was a tall and thin middle-aged man in a military uniform.His hair was messy, his beard was unkempt, and he had obvious dark circles, but the elaborate clothes on his body showed that he was a person of some status."
Colonel Ross?
This is my female companion, Miss Elizabeth. ”"You don't look like you're in shape. ”"It's too unlucky."
Colonel Ross gasped for breath and said, "Mr.
Darcy, you should read the newspaper, right?"
Sorry - Miss Elizabeth, please forgive me for not greeting you in the first place. ”"Newspapers?
I didn't follow. ”Darcy frowned, "What happened?"
”"Silver White-fronted Horse, my Silver White-fronted Horse!"
Colonel Ross shouted, "I got lost a week ago!"
”"I made a ten-pound bet, Colonel Rose, on your racehorse."
Darcy said, giving the other a meaningful look.Originally, he was still a little worried, but after seeing Rose's current state of crying, he was relieved.According to what he knows about his friends, if something really happens to the horse race, he will only keep a low profile and pretend to be nothing.And now such an uproar is obviously just an expression of emotions after the fact."
Mr.
Darcy......
"Colonel Ross said wryly, "the horse was indeed lost a week ago, and my trainer, John Stryker, lost his life in a fight with the thief......
"But?
”"However, Mr.
Holmes said he found the racehorse yesterday.But I haven't seen it yet, so I'm very worried. ”"Trust me, and don't jump to conclusions, Colonel Ross."
Even a casual glance from a distance is enough for the person who speaks to attract attention.He was six feet tall and had a thin and slender build.He has a deep eye, like a falcon, and is quick and decisive[1].He was accompanied by a slightly shorter man in a black tweed coat, who walked with a slight limp, which may have been why they were behind Colonel Ross."
Mr.
Darcy, Miss Elizabeth, this is Mr.
Holmes and Dr.
Watson, Mr.
Holmes is the most famous consulting detective in London."
What was said before was refuted mercilessly, and Colonel Ross was slightly embarrassed.But he did not react with the slightest disdain or contempt, and solemnly introduced both sides anyway, much to Elizabeth's surprise.She couldn't help but look at the gentleman twice.Holmes had already taken the lead in sitting down and flipping through the Times of the day, not paying attention to the lady's gaze, but Darcy was a little jealous.He asked, "You just said you were a consulting detective, Mr.
Holmes?"
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”"That's right."
Elizabeth was very curious about the topic, but she didn't ask too many questions just now, and this time Darcy opened her mouth, she naturally wouldn't let go of such an opportunity.Elizabeth asked, "I have not heard of the term consulting detective, what is a consulting detective, Mr.
Holmes?"
”"When the police in England are at a loss, they come to me, put the evidence in front of me, and I go and correct their mistakes," Holmes said. ”The police in England are at a loss?
She felt a little incredulous.Sherlock Holmes continued to flip through the newspaper in his hand quickly, waiting for the horse race to begin, without much explanation.His friend, Dr.
Watson, kindly added, "Often people find it hard to believe, but it's true.My friend Sherlock Holmes's deductive analysis is definitely the best helper for the English police. ”"Deductive Analytics?""
A person's fingernails, sleeves, boots, the knees of trousers, as well as the calluses on his thumb and forefinger, facial expressions, shirt cuffs, etc., are enough to clearly reflect his profession[1].""
It can't be!"
Elizabeth said subconsciously."
Miss Elizabeth, you are from Meriton, thirty or forty miles south of London, right?"
Holmes shifted his gaze slightly from the newspaper."
Did anyone tell you?""
Absolutely not.""
You and this Mr.
Darcy obviously didn't just meet in London," said Holmes, and whether or not you were traveling together, I will assume for a moment that you are from the same place.It's unfortunate that all of your clothes have the hair of the horses pulling the carts, but I have studied a little horse breed and know that such horses are only bred and produced in two small towns in the south and north of London. ”"The rest is easy.A detective is often very sensitive to smells, and by the smell of clothes, I can tell that the place you're coming from has been raining all week, so there's no chance of drying.During the rainy season for a week, there is obviously only one answer to the two small towns in the north and south of London, Meriton. ”"It's amazing!"
Elizabeth muttered."
It's simple."
Sherlock Holmes looked back at the newspaper, "Not only that, but I can tell where you went yesterday."
You keep clutching your right arm, indicating a slight itching sensation.And by the quality and color of the dirt on your shoes, I can confirm that you-" At this point, he stopped abruptly.The eyes stayed on the entire third page of the newspaper.There was something strange about the pause, and Dr.
Watson and Colonel Ross stared at Holmes, waiting for him to finish the sentence.Darcy immediately looked at Elizabeth's arm, looking a little worried: "Miss Elizabeth, is your right arm uncomfortable?"
Does it hurt?
”"It doesn't matter."
Elizabeth subconsciously covered her right arm, but her heartbeat suddenly increased.The author has something to say: this chapter of 3000 words has been completed!
Notice: I apologize first, because I have to apply for a doctorate + prepare for graduation in the fall, so I can only change my fate before 2020.1.1.Little angels are very welcome to fatten up and look at it again.The return date of the daily update is tentatively set for 2020.1.1, at the beginning of the new year, make up an auspicious ~ complete outline, the number of words at the end is about 20-30W, and it will not abandon the pit or disappear.I will regularly read the comment area and accept inspection and criticism~--2019.9.1 day.Note: [1].Quoted from the Sherlock Holmes detective collections "The Silver White-fronted Horse" and "A Study in the Scarlet Letter".The timeline is much earlier, Sherlock Holmes made a cameo, it will not affect the plot~ In addition, the pediatric reasoning I wrote, please forgive me for the place where logic dies!
Chapter 31: The Horse Crisis, "Smallpox and Cowpox—Dr.
Jenner's Crazy Experiments and Miss Laura's Dedication to Science."
That's the headline that occupies the entire third page of The Times today.The report was written by a member of the Royal Society who was merciless in his criticism of Dr.
Jenner's cowpox experiments.It's just that when I write about this Miss Laura, the pen and ink are a little tactful.However, between the words, he seems to have categorically predicted the "unfortunate end" of the young lady's dedication to science.Attached to the article is a stick figure of the backs of Mr.
Jenner and Miss Laura in the hospital hallway.It's not very clear, but in Mr.
Holmes's eyes, the message it contains is clear at a glance.Holmes slowly closed the newspaper and casually glanced at Mr.
Darcy and then at Miss Elizabeth.He had an instant deduction.Colonel Ross was listening to Holmes's performance, and when he saw that he suddenly stopped talking, he felt a little strange: "Mr.
Holmes, what does the quality and color of the dirt on the shoes say?"
I don't know at all. ”"I just said don't jump to conclusions, Colonel Ross, you seem surprised.""
Huh?"
Colonel Ross was stunned for a moment."
You said that the silver white-fronted horse was lost a week ago, and your trainer John Stryker lost his life in the fight.I'm telling you not to jump to conclusions, Colonel Ross. ”Sherlock Holmes simply and deftly shifted the subject.Elizabeth breathed a sigh of relief."
Poor John Stryker."
Colonel Ross said, "Rest in peace for the dead, I only hope now that the man who stole the silver white-fronted horse and killed John will get his due." ”Sherlock Holmes shrugged: "This man doesn't exist in this world. ”"It can't be!"
Colonel Ross shouted.However, his questioning was quickly interrupted by the cries of the surrounding audience.The horses were numbered, and six horses entered."
Where's my silver horse?"
Colonel Ross glanced at the six horses and said aloud anxiously.The Colonel's well-known black-capped and red-clad jockey appeared in the fourth place, but sitting under his crotch was a sturdy chestnut horse[1]."
That's not my horse!"
Colonel Ross muttered, "What the hell are you doing with this horse without a single white hair, Mr.
Holmes[1]?
”"Let's not jump to conclusions, let's see how it goes."
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Holmes said quietly.Elizabeth's nerves were drawn to the strange scene now, and she rose to her feet as the horses ran.Darcy also stood, silently using his body to isolate Elizabeth from the agitated gamblers around her.Six horses you chase after me, very close.At the turn, Lord Singlehover's Horse Raspol had the upper hand."
It's unlucky!"
The two spectators to their left must have placed a bet on the horse, and jumped on the spot in impatience.They moved more widely, and inevitably bumped into Darcy.Despite his efforts, he leaned slightly to Elizabeth's side.Darcy turned red quietly, and he apologized to the young lady very sincerely, but stopped where he was, and did not move outward again.Under the unintentional squeeze of the restless gamblers around them, the bodies of the two got closer and closer.A minute later, six horses pulled the distance.In the first place was Colonel Ross's racehorse."
Looks like it's really my silver-fronted horse."
Colonel Ross was stunned, "But Mr.
Holmes, I don't understand what this is all about[1]. ”"Mr.
Ross, look there, look at the footprints on the runway!"
Elizabeth suddenly whispered.Everyone looked in the direction she pointed to, and on the fourth track, not far from the starting point, they saw a bunch of maroon footprints that were getting lighter and lighter, but the distance was gradually increasing."
I guess, Mr.
Holmes, you played a joke on Colonel Ross."
Elizabeth said."
You have painted the face and legs of the silver-fronted horse the same maroon color as the horse's body.However, because it had just rained in the morning, it passed through a meadow full of dew as it walked from the stable to the track.So all the feet were soaked, and the paint was left on the runway.Looking at such a stride, the silver white-fronted horse is really a good horse. ”"Quite right.You are very careful in your observations, Miss Elizabeth, and most of the gentlemen here are inferior to you. ”Holmes laughed, "Colonel Ross, you just need to rinse off with alcohol when you get back, and your silver white-fronted horse will be back." ”"Thank you, Mr.
Holmes!"
Colonel Ross was very excited, "Thank you too, Miss Elizabeth. ”"My pleasure."
Elizabeth said.The shouts around grew louder and louder.[1] The silver-fronted horse struggled forward and crossed the finish line six times ahead of his opponent."
Great!"
Elizabeth exclaimed in surprise.The corners of her mouth were raised, her face was a little red, and her eyes were bright and shining.Beads of sweat were pouring from the hair behind her ears, and Darcy unconsciously wiped it gently with a handkerchief."
Mr.
Darcy!"
She turned her head in amazement.The distance between the two has reached a very narrow point due to the squeezing of the people around them before.Elizabeth felt that as soon as she looked up at this moment, her forehead might hit his chin, or even touch his lips inadvertently.Thinking of this, Elizabeth felt her face burn as if it were on fire, and she panicked, staggering back a slight step.Darcy noticed Miss's movements very sensitively, and a look of loss flashed in his eyes that he didn't care."
I'm sorry, Miss Elizabeth, but I was rude.""
Nothing—nothing."
Elizabeth hurriedly explained, "I want to thank you, Mr.
Darcy, for helping me—" She paused as she said this, the extremely intimate distance between the two of them just now drifting through her mind.The fire on the face does not mean to be extinguished, but the less it is, the more it grows."
Wipe."
The last two words came out louder than a mosquito, and they were almost swallowed in their stomachs.Feeling the subtle atmosphere between the two, Elizabeth changed the topic somewhat unnaturally: "When the silver-fronted horse broke through the finish line just now, I shouted so excitedly, is it a bit presumptuous?"
”"Not at all."
Darcy replied earnestly, "That look brightens your eyes even more." ”He looked at her calmly, but his eyes were full of undercurrent of emotion.The heart is thundering.Elizabeth felt that the noise around her, the applause, and the shouts were all rhythmically accelerating with her heartbeat.Despite her flushed face, she couldn't take her eyes off the deep eyes that were looking at her.Reason is struggling with emotion, and now, reason is clearly falling behind.She suddenly asked boldly, "Then, do you like it?"
”"I like it very much."
Darcy replied solemnly, but a smile spread from the corners of his mouth to the bottom of his eyes.The author has something to say: If you like "Pride and Prejudice", you can take a look at the newly opened brain hole: "[Comprehensive Classics] Dear Miss Nezha"!
CP hasn't thought about it yet, but it should be a synthesis of a lot of famous works (recently in the evil supplement).When is the article opened?
No. 2/3 in the pit to be opened, probably until next yearT.T.
Here is a synopsis: Mr.
Bennet has noticed that his third daughter's personality has changed a bit lately - she doesn't like balls and hats, but she loves to tinker with silk and gold rings with her sister and sister.Her piano skills were rapidly declining, but her archery skills were far better than those of any man in the Lang Bourne household.She abandoned her imperial masterpieces and famous books and miscellaneous notes, and spent her days mysteriously feeding a white horse in the horse farm.What should he do if he is called a father?
Mary Bennett: Please call me Miss Nezha.Mary Bennett: Let me introduce you, this is my Qiankun Circle, Chaotian Aya, Hot Wheels, and White Dragon Horse.Chapter 32 Topper November afternoon, the sun is just right.As the carriage sparkled along the highway at the junction of city and country, Elizabeth looked out the window, the yellow grass was illuminated by the sun, as if it were gold paved among the rolling fields.The sun is warm.This reminded her of the way the sun shone on Darcy's head when the two of them looked at each other before.Her face flushed, and she turned her head a little embarrassed.Darcy watched Elizabeth fall silent, thinking she was in a bad mood because of the case just now.He wanted comfort, but he didn't know where to start.The ending of the silver white-fronted horse case is indeed a bit embarrassing.It turns out that John Stryker, a horse trainer, is in debt and can't afford to pay it himself, so he comes up with a clever trick.Because the silver white-fronted horse is of excellent level, it relatively increases the odds of other horses.So he gambled on another horse with a small amount of money, and then he secretly took the silver-fronted horse out of the stable in the middle of the night and lame it with a knife.But he didn't expect the horse to be too strong, and he died in the process of fighting it, and the horse slipped away on its own.This complicates the events and makes them look like a murder theft.