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“If your master would marry,you might see more of him.”
“Yes,sir;but I do not know when that will be.I do not know who is good enough for him.”
Mr.and Mrs.Gardiner smiled.Elizabeth could not help saying,“It is very much to his credit,I am sure,that you should think so.”
“I say no more tharuth, and everybody will say that knows him,”replied the other.Elizabeth thought this was going pretty far;and she listened with increasing astonishment as the housekeeper added,“I have never known a cross word from him in my life, and I have known him ever since he was four years old.”
This raise,of all others most extraordinary,most opposite to her ideas.That he was not a good-tempered man had been her firmest opinion.Her kee attention was awakened;she loo hear more,and was grateful to her uncle for saying:
“There are very few people of whom so much be said.You are lucky in having such a master.”
“Yes,sir,I know I am.If I were to gh the world,I could not meet with a better. But I have always observed, that they whood-natured when children, are good-natured when they grow up; and he was always the sweetest-tempered, most generous-hearted boy in the world.”
Elizabeth almost stared at her.“ this be Mr. Darcy?”thought she.
“His father was an excellent man,”said Mrs.Gardiner.
“Yes, ma'am, that he was indeed; and his son will be just like him—just as affable to the poor.”
Elizabeth listened,wondered,doubted,and was impatient for more. Mrs. Reynolds could i her on no other point. She rted the subjects of the pictures,the dimensions of the rooms, and the price of the furniture, in vain. Mr. Gardiner, highly amused by the kind of family prejudice to which he attributed her excessivemendation of her master,soon led again to the subject; and she dwelt with energy on his mas as they proceeded together up the great staircase.
“He is the bestndlord,and the best master,”said she,“that ever lived; not like the wild young men nowadays, who think of nothing but themselves.There is not one of his tenants or servants but what will give him a good name. Some people call him proud;but I am sure I never saw anything of it.To my fancy, it is only because he does not rattle away like other young men.”
“In what an amiable light does this ce him!”thought Elizabeth.
“This fine ount of him,”whispered her aunt as they walked,“is not quite sistent with his behaviour to our poor friend.”
“Perhaps we might be deceived.”
“That is not very likely;our authority was too good.”
On reag the spacious lobby above they were shown into a very pretty sitting-roomtely fitted up with greater elegand lighthan the apartments below;and were informed that it was but just doo give pleasure to Miss Darcy,who had taken a liking to the room whenst at Pemberley.
“He is certainly a good brother,”said Elizabeth,as she walked towards one of the windows.
Mrs. Reynolds anticipated Miss Darcy's delight, when she should ehe room.“And this is always the way with him,”she added.“Whatever give his sister any pleasure is sure to be done in a moment.There is nothing he would not do for her.”
The picture-gallery,and two or three of the principal bedrooms, were all that remaio be shown. In the former were many good paintings;but Elizabeth knew nothing of the art;and from such as had been already visible below,she had willingly turo look at some drawings of Miss Darcy's,in crayons,whose subjects were usually more iing,and also more intelligible.
In the gallery there were many family portraits,but they could have little to fix the attention of a stranger.Elizabeth walked i of the only face whose features would be known to her.Atst it arrested her—and she beheld a striking resemo Mr. Darcy,with such a smile over the face as she remembered to have sometimes seen when he looked at her.She stood several minutes before the picture,in ear tion,auro it again before they quitted the gallery. Mrs. Reynolds informed them that it had been taken in his father's lifetime.
There was certainly at this moment,in Elizabeth's mind,a mentle sensation towards the inal than she had ever felt at the height of their acquaintahemendatioowed on him by Mrs.Reynolds was of no trifling nature.raise is more valuable than the praise of an intelligent servant?As a brother,andlord,a master,she sidered hoeople's happiness were in his guardianship!—how much of pleasure or pain was it in his power to bestow!—how much of good or evil must be done by him! Every idea that had been brought forward by the housekeeper was favourable to his character,and as she stood before the vas on which he was represented, and fixed his eyes upon herself, she thought of his regard with a deeper se of gratitude than it had ever raised before;she remembered its warmth, and softes impropriety of expression.
When all of the house that en to general iion had beehey returned downstairs, and, taking leave of the housekeeper,were signed over to the gardener,who met them at the hall-door.
As they walked across thewn towards the river, Elizabeth turned back to look again;her uncle and aunt stopped also,and while the former was jecturing as to the date of the building, the owner of it himself suddenly came forward from the road, which led behind it to the stables.
They were withiy yards of each other, and so abrupt was his appearahat it was impossible to avoid his sight. Their eyes instantly met,and the cheeks of both were overspread with the deepest blush.He absolutely started,and for a moment seemed immovable from surprise;but shortly rec himself, advaowards the party, and spoke to Elizabeth, if not in terms of perfectposure,at least of perfect civility.快眼看书小说阅读_www.bookcu.com
“Yes,sir;but I do not know when that will be.I do not know who is good enough for him.”
Mr.and Mrs.Gardiner smiled.Elizabeth could not help saying,“It is very much to his credit,I am sure,that you should think so.”
“I say no more tharuth, and everybody will say that knows him,”replied the other.Elizabeth thought this was going pretty far;and she listened with increasing astonishment as the housekeeper added,“I have never known a cross word from him in my life, and I have known him ever since he was four years old.”
This raise,of all others most extraordinary,most opposite to her ideas.That he was not a good-tempered man had been her firmest opinion.Her kee attention was awakened;she loo hear more,and was grateful to her uncle for saying:
“There are very few people of whom so much be said.You are lucky in having such a master.”
“Yes,sir,I know I am.If I were to gh the world,I could not meet with a better. But I have always observed, that they whood-natured when children, are good-natured when they grow up; and he was always the sweetest-tempered, most generous-hearted boy in the world.”
Elizabeth almost stared at her.“ this be Mr. Darcy?”thought she.
“His father was an excellent man,”said Mrs.Gardiner.
“Yes, ma'am, that he was indeed; and his son will be just like him—just as affable to the poor.”
Elizabeth listened,wondered,doubted,and was impatient for more. Mrs. Reynolds could i her on no other point. She rted the subjects of the pictures,the dimensions of the rooms, and the price of the furniture, in vain. Mr. Gardiner, highly amused by the kind of family prejudice to which he attributed her excessivemendation of her master,soon led again to the subject; and she dwelt with energy on his mas as they proceeded together up the great staircase.
“He is the bestndlord,and the best master,”said she,“that ever lived; not like the wild young men nowadays, who think of nothing but themselves.There is not one of his tenants or servants but what will give him a good name. Some people call him proud;but I am sure I never saw anything of it.To my fancy, it is only because he does not rattle away like other young men.”
“In what an amiable light does this ce him!”thought Elizabeth.
“This fine ount of him,”whispered her aunt as they walked,“is not quite sistent with his behaviour to our poor friend.”
“Perhaps we might be deceived.”
“That is not very likely;our authority was too good.”
On reag the spacious lobby above they were shown into a very pretty sitting-roomtely fitted up with greater elegand lighthan the apartments below;and were informed that it was but just doo give pleasure to Miss Darcy,who had taken a liking to the room whenst at Pemberley.
“He is certainly a good brother,”said Elizabeth,as she walked towards one of the windows.
Mrs. Reynolds anticipated Miss Darcy's delight, when she should ehe room.“And this is always the way with him,”she added.“Whatever give his sister any pleasure is sure to be done in a moment.There is nothing he would not do for her.”
The picture-gallery,and two or three of the principal bedrooms, were all that remaio be shown. In the former were many good paintings;but Elizabeth knew nothing of the art;and from such as had been already visible below,she had willingly turo look at some drawings of Miss Darcy's,in crayons,whose subjects were usually more iing,and also more intelligible.
In the gallery there were many family portraits,but they could have little to fix the attention of a stranger.Elizabeth walked i of the only face whose features would be known to her.Atst it arrested her—and she beheld a striking resemo Mr. Darcy,with such a smile over the face as she remembered to have sometimes seen when he looked at her.She stood several minutes before the picture,in ear tion,auro it again before they quitted the gallery. Mrs. Reynolds informed them that it had been taken in his father's lifetime.
There was certainly at this moment,in Elizabeth's mind,a mentle sensation towards the inal than she had ever felt at the height of their acquaintahemendatioowed on him by Mrs.Reynolds was of no trifling nature.raise is more valuable than the praise of an intelligent servant?As a brother,andlord,a master,she sidered hoeople's happiness were in his guardianship!—how much of pleasure or pain was it in his power to bestow!—how much of good or evil must be done by him! Every idea that had been brought forward by the housekeeper was favourable to his character,and as she stood before the vas on which he was represented, and fixed his eyes upon herself, she thought of his regard with a deeper se of gratitude than it had ever raised before;she remembered its warmth, and softes impropriety of expression.
When all of the house that en to general iion had beehey returned downstairs, and, taking leave of the housekeeper,were signed over to the gardener,who met them at the hall-door.
As they walked across thewn towards the river, Elizabeth turned back to look again;her uncle and aunt stopped also,and while the former was jecturing as to the date of the building, the owner of it himself suddenly came forward from the road, which led behind it to the stables.
They were withiy yards of each other, and so abrupt was his appearahat it was impossible to avoid his sight. Their eyes instantly met,and the cheeks of both were overspread with the deepest blush.He absolutely started,and for a moment seemed immovable from surprise;but shortly rec himself, advaowards the party, and spoke to Elizabeth, if not in terms of perfectposure,at least of perfect civility.快眼看书小说阅读_www.bookcu.com