Guion de Orgullo y prejuicio, Transcripciones de Literatura Universal

¡Descarga Guion de Orgullo y prejuicio y más Transcripciones en PDF de Literatura Universal solo en Docsity! Pride and Prejudice By Jane Austen CHARACTERS Mr. Bingley (Sebastian Aguilar.) Mr. Bennet / George Wickham (David Apolinar.) Miss Bingley (Arianna Guerra.) Elizabeth Bennet (Sofía Montilla.) Mrs. Bennet (Samantha Morales.) Jane Bennet (Alexius Olaya.) Lydia Bennet (Ivanna Ramirez.) Mr. Darcy (Héctor Veroes.) MR. BENNET.- Good afternoon. May I present my wife and daughters, Miss Jane, Miss Elizabeth, and Miss Lydia? MR. BINGLEY.- It is a great pleasure.Let me present my sister, Miss Caroline Bingley MRS. BENNET.- How delighted I am, my dear Miss Bingley! MISS BINGLEY.- And my friend, Mr. Darcy. MRS. BENNET.- Pray be seated. We shall have tea in a moment. MR. BENNET.- I hope you are well established at Netherfield by now. MR. BINGLEY.- Yes, indeed, thanks to the excellent management of my sister. I am looking forward to a pleasant stay. place in the county t will not think of quit MRS. BENNET.- I don't know a place in the county that is the equal of Netherfield. You will not think of quitting in a hurry, I hope? MISS BINGLEY.- Whatever my brother does is done in a hurry. MR. BINGLEY.- If I should resolve to quit Netherfield, 1 should probably be off in five minutes. At present, however, I find the surroundings quite charming. MR. DARCY.- I can't abide the country. One move in such a limited society. ELIZABETH (defensively].- But people themselves alter so much, that there is something new to be observed in them forever. MRS. BENNET.- I can't see that London has a great advantage over the country, except for the shops. The country is a great deal pleasanter, is it not, Mr. Bingley? MR. BINGLEY.- When I am in the country, I never wish to leave it. MISS BINGLEY.- And when he is in town, it is pretty much the same. MR. BINGLEY.- I can be equally happy in either. MRS. BENNET.- That is because you have the right disposition. But this gentleman seems to think the country is nothing at all. JANE.- Indeed, Mama, you quite mistook Mr. DarCy. He only meant that there was not such a variety of people to be met with in the country as in town. MRS. BENNET.- I know we dine with four-and-twenty families! LYDIA.- Did you know the officers are stationed at Meryton, Mr. Bingley? La! What fun we have with them! MRS. BENNET.- You know how young girls fangy a red coat. I was once that way myself. MISS BINGLEY.- Indeed! ELIZABETH [quickly, to MR. BINGLEY].- I understand you have met Miss Lucas. MR. BINGLEY.- Yes, I have called upon the family. JANE.- Charlotte is our dear friend. MRS. BENNET.- What an agreeable man Sir William is! So much the man of fashion is so genteel, so easy. MISS. BINGLEY.- He certainly is. MRS. BENNET.- He always has something to say to everybody. That is my idea of good breeding, and those persons who fancy themselves very important, and never open their mouths, quite mistake the matter. ELIZABETH [bastily].- Charlotte was here this afternoon. You just missed seeing her. MRS. BENNET.- A very good sort of girl. What a pity she is not handsome! Not that I think Charlotte is so very plain. MISS. BINGLEY.- She seems like a very pleasant young woman. MRS. BENNET.- Oh, dear, yes but you must own she is very plain. MR. BENNET.- Surely, my dear, you can find some subject of more interest to our guests. MRS. BENNET.- But Lady Lucas herself has often said so, and envied me Jane's beauty. JANE.- Mama! MRS. BENNET.- The next time you call, 1 hope you can take a turn in our garden. lt is small, perhaps, but our friends consider it quite delightful. MR. BINGLEY.- I'm sure it is. MR. DARCY [to MRS. BENNET].- We bid you good afternoon. MRS. BENNET.- Oh, Good afternoon! Scene II: Bailecito MR.BINGLEY.-Come, Darcy, I hate to see you standing about by yourself in this stupid manner. You had a much better dance. DARCY.- You know how 1 detest it unless I am particularly familiar with my partner. Your sister is engaged, and there is not another woman in the room whom it would not be a punishment for me to stand up with. MR.BINGLEY.- I Would not be so fastidious as you are for a kingdom! I never met so many pleasant girls in my life and several uncommonly pretty. MISS BINGLEY.- Your partner, the eldest Miss Bennet is the second handsome girl in the room. MR.BINGLEY.- Indeed the most beautiful creature I ever beheld! But there is one of her sisterS… DARCY.- Who is the first one if it is possible to know? MISS BINGLEY.- That is not even a question. (ELIZABETH Is risen and is talking to a lydia.) MR.BINGLEY.- Just there, whom I dare say is very agreeable. Allow me to ask my partner to introduce you. DARCY.- She is tolerable, but that is insufficient to tempt me. Pray return to Miss Bennet, you are wasting your time with me. (JANE and ELIZABETH talking elsewhere in the room.) JANE.- He is just what a young man ought to be, sensible, good humoured, lively; and I never saw such happy manners! So much ease, with such perfect good breeding. ELIZABETH.- He is also handsome which a young man should be if he possibly can. JANE.- I was very much flattered by his asking me to dance a second time. I did not expect such a compliment. ELIZABETH.- Did not you? Compliments always take you by surprise and me never. ELIZABETH.- You are a great deal too apt to like people in general. You never see a fault in anybody. I swear. Jane, that I never heard you speak ill of a human being in my life. JANE.- I would not wish to be hasty in censuring anyone. I always say what I think. ELIZABETH.- With your good sense, to be so honestly blind to the follies and nonsense of others. (BINGLEY appears.) BINGLEY.- (To JANE:) Miss Bennet, might you consider a dance followed by a walk around the room? (She takes his arm and they move off. Shift begins into the Second Ball.) (MR. DARCY goes to where he can talk with ELIZABETH and Lydia.) MISS BINGLEY.- (Coming up to them:) My dear Eliza, why are you not dancing? Mr. Darcy, you cannot refuse to dance I am sure when such beauty is before you? ELIZABETH.- Indeed, I have not the least intention of dancing. I entreat you not to suppose I moved this way in order to beg for a partner. DARCY.- (With grave propriety:) Might I have the honour of your hand for the next, Miss Bennet? ELIZABETH.- Mr. Darcy Is all politeness but I must deny myself the pleasure. (She moves to talk to one of her sisters. DARCY looks after her. MISS BINGLEY moves to him.) DARCY.- Miss Bingley. MISS BINGLEY.- Mr. Darcy. I can guess the subject of your reverie. DARCY.- I should imagine not. LYDIA.- You are being watched. (ELIZABETH turns just in time to see DARCY turning away.) Scene III: LONGBOURN 3 days later (estan todos sentados en la sala y jane entra dando saltitos) JANE.- I just received a letter. ELIZABETH.- Read it. JANE (Reading).- "My dear friend, if you are not so compassionate as to dine today with me (hace como que sigue leyendo)" Mr Bingley is inviting me to his residence. May I have the carriage, Father? MR. BENNET.- Of course. MRS. BENNET.- Indeed not. It would be much better, Jane, to go on horseback for the weather looks good and you might have the good fortune to be thoroughly soaked and stay longer with the Bingleys in il health. (Sound of thunder. Jane hace cara de trauma y sale de escena. Y unos segundos despues se bajan las luces y todo el mundo se va menos elizabeth) Next day LYDIA. (Bringing a letter to ELIZABETH).- For you Liz; news from Netherfield I think. ELIZABETH.- My dearest Lizzy I find myself very unwell this morning, which I suppose is to be imputed to me getting wet through yesterday. The Binglies will not hear of my returning home til I am better.Yours, Jane." MR. BENNET.- Well my dear, if your daughter should have a dangerous fit of illness and die, it would be a comfort to know that it was all in pursuit of Mr. Bingler and under your orders. MRS. BENNET.- Nonsense, people do not die of little trifling colds, and the inconvenience, Mr. Bennet, is worth the prize. ELIZABETH.- She feels ill and I will go to her. MR. BENNET.- Is this a hint to me Lizzy to send for the horses? ELIZABETH.- The horses are wanted on the farm, I will walk. The distance is nothing when one has a motive; only 3 miles. (3 miles later she is now at Netherfield.) MR. BINGLEY.- Miss Elizabeth, how remarkably good of you to come. ELIZABETH.- A pleasure, of course, Mr. Bingley. You can imagine that my sister's letter gave me some cause for concern. MR.BINGLEY.- Of course. I wish I could answer that concern more favourably. Miss Bennet has slept ill and thought up is not well enough to leave her room. I will take you to her. (They move to JANE lying on the chaise) JANE.- Lizzy! ELIZABETH. Jane, you are flushed. Should you not be in bed? MR. BINGLEY.- We have sent for the apothecary. I would be most grateful, Miss Elizabeth, if you would remain at Netherfield until your sister is quite well. JANE.- Yes, do stay. MR. BINGLEY.- I will dispatch a servant to acquaint your family and return with any necessities. Any thanks are far beyond the occasion, Miss Bennet. (Takes her hand.) MR. BINGLEY.- Believe me, I have no pleasure in the world superior to that of contributing to yours. (He goes out). ELIZABETH (Looking after him with a smile).- Well… JANE.- He is most attentive. ELIZABETH.- Indeed he is. You look quite dram Jane, but I might say it serves you exactly for talking in with mother's advice. JANE.- I am going to lie down for a while. cheating a person of their premeditated contempt. I have therefore made up my mind to tell you I do not want to dance reel at all: and now despise me if you dare. MISS. BINGLEY (Taken aback she laughs and then stops).- Oh, very sorry Darcy. ELIZABETH.- And is Mr. Darcy not to be laughed at? DARCY.- The wisest and best of men may be rendered ridiculous by a person whose first object in life is a joke. ELIZABETH.- Certainly there are such people, butI hope I am not one of them. I hope I never ridicule what is wise and good. Follies and nonsense, whims and inconsistencies, do divert me, I own, and I laugh at them whenever I can. But these, I suppose, are precisely what you are without. DARCY.- Perhaps that is not possible for anyone. But it has been the study of my life to avoid those weaknesses which often expose a strong understanding to ridicule. ELIZABETH.- Such as vanity and pride? DARCY.- Yes, vanity is a weakıess indeed. But pride where there is a real superiority of mind-pride will always be under good regulation. ELIZABETH.- That is a failing indeed. But you have chosen your fault well. I really cannot laugh at it. You are safe from me. DARCY. There is, I believe, in every disposition tendency to some particular evil, a natural defect, which even the best education cannot overcome. ELIZABETH.- And your defect is a propensity to hate everybody. DARCY. (Smiling:) And yours is willfully to misunderstand them. Scene IV: Meet Mr. Wickham (Lydia starts screaming as soon as she sees MR. WICKHAM) LYDIA. Oh. Yoo hoo. LYDIA (to ELIZABETH).- A newly arrived officer of the regiment... WICKHAM.- Miss Lydia and Miss Elizabeth are you not? (They laugh merrily and Lydia leaves the scene.) WICKHAM. Profoundly sorry. I solicit your further acquaintance Miss Bennet. ELIZABETH. Our society sir is not extensive, I venture we will meet again. WICKHAM.- With very great pleasure indeed. I fear we poor souls in the army lack greatly in feminine instruction. (The shift is complete, and ELIZABETH and WICKHAM are left alone on the grounds.) WICKHAM.- Please excuse my temerity in accepting your sister's kind invitation with an almost unbecoming alacrity. ELIZABETH.- It is a great kindness to seek us out. The regiment, 1 hope, is not unhappily quartered here? WICKHAM.- I cannot speak for the regiment but I may say lam personally improved by acquaintance with your family. ELIZABETH.- A courtesy very pretty. WICKHAM.- And sincerely meant. ELIZABETH.- I could not help noticing, sir, a certain coolness of regard passing between yourself and Mr. Darcy. WICKHAM.- You have a keen eye Miss Bennet. ELIZABETH.- And a curious one, sir. WICKHAM.- Are you very acquainted with him? ELIZABETH.- I have spent four days in the same house with him, and I think hum very disagreeable. WICKHAM.- I believe your opinion of him would in general astonish. ELIZABETH.- Really? He is not at all liked in Hertfordshire. WICKHAM.- May I express surprise? The world is perhaps blinded by his fortune and consequence and sees him only as he chooses to be seen. ELIZABETH.- I have always, Mr. Darcy, seen a great similarity in the turn of our minds. We are each of an unsocial taciturn disposition, unwilling to speak unless we expect to say something that will amaze the whole room, and be handed down to posterity with all the eclat of a proverb. DARCY. This is not very striking resemblance of your own character, I am sure. How near it may be to mine I cannot pretend to say. ELIZABETH. I have recently had the pleasure of forming a new acquaintance with a childhood friend of yours. (They stop dancing.) ELIZABETH. Mr. Wickham. DARCY. Mr. Wickham is blessed with such happy manners as may ensure his making friends —whether he may be equally capable of retaining them, is less certain. ELIZABETH. He has been so unlucky as to lose your friendship, and in a manner which he is likely to suffer from all his life. (A silence.) DARCY. What do you think of books, Miss Elizabeth? ELIZABETH. I cannot talk of books in a ballroom, my head is full of something else. (DARCY inclines his head civilly and begins to turn away.) ELIZABETH. I remember hearing you say Mr. Darcy that you hardly ever forgave, that your resentment once created was unappeasable. You are very cautious; I suppose as to its being created? DARCY. I am. ELIZABETH. And never allow yourself to be blinded by prejudice? DARCY. May I ask to what these questions tend to ask? ELIZABETH. Merely to the illustration of your character, I am trying to make it out. DARCY. And what is your success? ELIZABETH. I do not get on at all. I hear such different accounts of you as to puzzle me exceedingly. DARCY. I can readily believe that reports may vary greatly with respect to me; and I could wish, Miss Bennet, that you would not sketch my character at present, as there is reason to fear that the performance would reflect no credit on either. (MISS BINGLEY enters to them and DARCY Bowing and departing) MISS BINGLEY. So, Miss Eliza, I hear you are quite delighted with George Wickham… Oh yes, your sister Jane has been talking with me. Let me recommend you, however, as a friend, not to give implicit confidence to all his assertions. As to Mr, Darcy's using him ill, it is perfectly false, for, on the contrary he has always been remarkably kind to him. ELIZABETH. Well... MISS BINGLEY. George Wickham has treated Mr. Darcy in a most infamous manner. I do not know the particulars but his coming into the country at all is a most insolent thing. Considering his descent, one could not expect much better. ELIZABETH. According to you, your guilt and your descendants seem to be the same thing, because I have heard you accuse people according to their descendants, however I can assure you, you have informed me. the same . MISS BINGLEY. I beg your pardon. Please excuse my interference,it was kindly meant. (She coldly moves away.) ELIZABETH. (To herself:) Insolent girl... Well, that at least promises the felicity which a marriage of true affection can bestow. Next day (Jane and Elizabeth are sitting in the living room) LYDIA. Jane, this has come from Netherfield. JANE. (Unfolds the note.) From Netherfield? LYDIA. Caroline Bingley says their whole party is leaving for town without any intention of coming back again... JANE. (Reading:) "I do not pretend to regret anything I shall leave in Hertfordshire except your society my dearest friend." It is evident by this that Mr. Bingley comes back no more this winter. ELIZABETH. It is only evident that Miss Bingley does not mean he should. JANE. I will read you the passage which particularly hurts me. I will have no reserves from you. "Mr. Darcy is impatient to see his younger sister; and to confess the truth we are scarcely less eager to meet (Darcy looks thoughtful y se sale de la escena) Next day (There is a knock on the door and Elizabeth answers it.) DARCY. Miss Bennet. ELIZABETH. Mr. Darcy. DARCY. May I...would it be suitable if I...enquired of your health. ELIZABETH. My health? DARCY. As I've not...encountered you these past days I thought...I come to...enquire of your health. ELIZABETH. My health, Mr. Darcy, meets all the usual standards. DARCY. Ah. ELIZABETH. Yes. DARCY. Ah. (A silence.) DARCY. In vain have I struggled. It will not do. My feelings will not be repressed. You must allow me to tell you how ardently I admire and love you. I see I dismay you. I am slow, even dilatory. I should have declared myself at an earlier date. But there were, of course, the family obstacles which judgement always opposed to inclination. The general sense of your social inferiority, of it being a degradation of the line. I could not forget my responsibility to an estate, a way of life, a pride of place which might given your circumstances disinclude you and thus the very ardency I described took place against my will and reason, or rather in opposition to my character and inclination, but the very strength of my attachment has made it impossible for me to conquer my feelings and I can only express the hope that these feelings will now be rewarded by your acceptance of my hand. There. (She doesn't speak.) DARCY. I have spoken ill but mean well, Miss Bennet. ELIZABETH. In such cases as this, it is, I believe, the established mode to express a sense of obligation for the sentiments avowed however unequally they may be returned. It is natural that obligation should be felt, and if I could feel gratitude I would now thank you. But I cannot I have never desired your good opinion, and you have certainly bestowed it most unwillingly. The feelings which you tell me have long prevented the acknowledgment of your regard can have little difficulty in overcoming it after this explanation. DARCY. And this is all the reply which I am to have the honour of expecting! I might, perhaps, wish to be informed why, with so little endeavour at civility, I am thus rejected? ELIZABETH. I might as well enquire, why, with so evident a design of offending and insulting me you chose to tell me that you liked me against your will, against your reason and even against your character? Was not this some excuse for incivility, if I was uncivil? But I have other provocations. You know I have. Do you think that any consideration would tempt me to accept the man who has been the means of ruining, perhaps forever, the happiness of a beloved sister? You divided Mr. Bingley and Jane from each other, or at the very least yours was the principal means, involving them both in misery of the acutest kind. Can you deny that you have done it? DARCY. I have no wish to deny that I did everything in my power to separate my friend from your sister, or that I rejoice in my success. Towards him I have been kinder than towards myself. ELIZABETH. Quite clearly said. But it is not merely this affair on which my dislike is founded. Your character was unfolded in the recital which I received many months ago from Mr. Wickham. DARCY. You take an eager interest in that gentleman's concerns. ELIZABETH. Knowing his misfortunes who would not feel an interest in him? DARCY. His misfortunes! ELIZABETH. And of your infliction. You have withheld the advantages which you must know to have been designed for him and yet you treat the mention of his misfortunes with contempt. DARCY. And this is your opinion of me! I thank you for explaining it so fully. These bitter accusations might have been suppressed had I, with greater policy flattered you into the belief of my being impelled by unqualified, unalloyed inclination. But disguise of every sort is my abhorrence. ELIZABETH. The mode of your declaration has not affected me Mr. Darcy. You could not have made me the offer of your hand in any possible way that would have tempted me to accept it. From the very beginning your arrogance and selfish disdain for the feelings of others have built an immovable dislike. You are Mr. Darcy the last man in the world whom I ELIZABETH. Have I mentioned I met Colonel Fitzwilliam and Mr.Darcy at Rosings? You know Colonel Fitzwilliam I believe? WICKHAM. You saw Mr. Darcy frequently? ELIZABETH. Yes, almost every day. I believe Mr. Darcy improves on acquaintances. WICKHAM. Indeed! Is it in the address he improves? For I dare not hope he has improved in essentials? ELIZABETH. I mean that from knowing him better, his disposition was better understood. WICKHAM. I must rejoice that he is wise enough to assume even the appearance of what is right, for it must deter him from such foul misconduct as I have suffered by. A few hours later (Mr. Darcy and Miss Bingle enter to talk to Elizabeth but at that very moment Jane comes running in.) JANE. I cannot help but earnestly beg you... JANE to ELIZABETH....to come as soon as possible. MISS BINGLEY. Good God, what is the matter? JANE. We have not an instant to lose, Elizabeth. ELIZABETH. What is happening, Jane? JANE. Lydia escaped DARCY. I will send a servant, you cannot go yourself. A glass of wine; shall I get you one? Jane. No, no, no... MISS BINGLEY. You are very tired. ELIZABETH. No, I thank you. Only dreadful news. My younger sister has left all her friends, has eloped, under the power of...of Mr. Wickham. You know him too well to doubt the rest...she is lost forever. DARCY. Would to heaven that anything could be said or done on my part, that might offer consolation to such distress. ELIZABETH. We must go at once. Pray apologise for us to Miss Darcy. (She exits) (DARCY who was momentarily lost in thought.) MISS BINGLEY. Are you all right? you look pensive. DARCY. Yes MISS BINGLEY. So what is Mr. Darcy thinking? DARCY. That I now consider her the handsomest woman of my acquaintance. MISS BINGLEY. Oh.. I was not expecting that.. Well I expected but not at this moment. (DARCY exitS and MISS BINGLEY looks after him for a moment) That same day in the evening ELIZABETH. These hours seem eternal.. Is my uncle in London? JANE. Yes. MRS. BENNET. If I had been able to carry my point in going to Brighton with all the family, this would never have happened. Why did the Forster's let her out of their sight? ELIZABETH. Mother... MRS. BENNET. Mother nothing, Lydia has always gotten on my nerves and I knew this would be no exception. (Mr. Bennet enters to the scene) MR. BENNET. Your uncle sent a letter saying that Wickham agreed to marry Lydia. ELIZABETH. Is it possible? Can it be possible he will marry her? JANE. So, Wickham is not so undeserving as we have thought him. ELIZABETH. But the terms, I suppose, must be complied with. MRS. BENNET. Exactly! You must write to him at the moment. MR. BENNET. And write I will, but there are two things I want very much to know...how much money your uncle has laid down to bring it about and how am I ever to pay him. JANE. Money? What do you mean sir? MR. BENNET. I mean that no man in his senses would marry Lydia for a hundred a year during my life and fifty after I am gone. Wickham's a fool if he takes her with a farthing less than ten thousand pounds. ELIZABETH. And our uncle could pay such a sum? MR. BENNET. Indeed he could not, nor I repay it. MRS. BENNET. You must write Mr. Bennet, inscribe this minute! This is delightful indeed! She will be DARCY. You are too generous to trifle with me. If your feelings are still what they were last April, tell me so at once. My affections and wishes are unchanged; but one word from you will silence me forever. ELIZABETH. Mr. Darcy. (A pause.) ELIZABETH. Mr. Darcy, my feelings... (A pause.) ELIZABETH. have undergone so material a change since the period you allude to as to...as to make me receive with gratitude your.... your... DARCY. Present assurances. ELIZABETH. Exactly. DARCY. I am... ELIZABETH. You are? DARCY. I am...yes, very much so. (They both smile.) DARCY. My feelings, you may know, are exactly contrariwise. I hope you spoke to her quite frankly? ELIZABETH. (Colours and laughs:) Yes, you know enough of my frankness to believe me capable of that. After abusing you so abominably to your face, I could have no scruple in abusing you to all your relations. DARCY. What did you say of me that I did not deserve? My previous behaviour to you has merited the severest reproof. It was unpardonable. ELIZABETH. The conduct of neither, if strictly examined, will be irreproachable; but since then we have both, I hope, improved in civility. DARCY. As a child I was taught what was right but I was not taught to correct my temper. I was given good principles, but left to follow them only in pride and conceit. By you I was properly humbled. I came to you without a doubt of my reception. You showed me how insufficient were all my pretensions to please a woman worthy of being pleased. ELIZABETH. I am almost afraid of asking you what you thought of me when we met at Pemberley. You blamed me for coming? DARCY. I felt only the pleasure of surprise. My object then was to show you by every civility in my power that your reproofs had been attended to. How soon any other wishes introduced themselves I can hardly tell, but I believe in about half an hour after I had seen you. ELIZABETH. Other wishes? DARCY. Other wishes, yes. (ELIZABETH smiles.) ELIZABETH. And Mr. Bingley? DARCY. On the evening before my going to London, I told him all that had occurred to make my former interference in his affairs absurd and impertinent. I told him moreover that I believed myself mistaken in supposing your sister was indifferent to him; and as I could easily perceive that his attachment to her was unabated, I felt no doubt of their happiness together. ELIZABETH. Did you speak from your own observation, or merely from my information last spring? DARCY. I had narrowly observed her, and I was convinced of her affection. ELIZABETH. And what do you narrowly observe in me, Mr. Darcy? DARCY. That something, I am not sure what, is expected. (ELIZABETH laughs.) DARCY. What have I done? ELIZABETH. I sincerely beg your pardon. You have not yet learned to be laughed at, but it was rather too early to begin. (She hugs him. He hugs her.) DARCY. Ah. Pray excuse me, I must speak to your father. MR. BENNET. I have given him my consent. I now give it to you if you are resolved to have him. But I know your disposition Lizzy,and you could be neither happy nor respectable unless you truly esteemed your husband. Your lively talents would place you in the greatest danger in an unequal marriage. You could scarcely escape discredit and misery. ELIZABETH. I do esteem him Father, he has grown exceedingly in my estimation, and his own affection is not the work of a day but has stood the test of many months of suspense. He is...the object of my choice. MR. BENNET. This is an evening of wonders indeed. MRS. BENNET. Good gracious! Lord bless me! Only think! Dear me, Mr. Darcy! Who would have thought it? And is it really true? Oh my sweetest, how great