PRIDE AND PREJUDICE x y/n (2005) ✔️

Chapter 8_The Drawing Room

*NOTE : I'm skipping the part where they are looking at the officers(cuz not that important)*

Lizzie is reading a book and so was Y/n. Darcy is writing a letter. Bingley sat nervously. Caroline, obviously bored, wanders the room looking for distraction. She looks over Darcy's shoulder.

Caroline : You write uncommonly fast, Mr. Darcy .

Mr. Darcy  : (without looking up) You are mistaken. I write rather slowly.

*Caroline lingers, annoyingly.*

Caroline : How many letters you must have occasion to write, Mr Darcy. Letters of business too. How odious I should think them!

Mr. Darcy : It is fortunate, then, that they fall to my lot instead of yours.

Caroline : Please tell your sister that I long to see her.

Mr. Darcy : I have already told her once, by your desire.

*Lizzie & Y/n looks across from her book.*

Caroline : I do dote on her, I was quite in raptures at her beautiful little design for a table.

Mr. Darcy : Perhaps you will give me leave to defer your raptures till I write again. At present I have not enough room to do them justice.

Mr. Bingley : It's amazing, how young ladies have the patience to be so accomplished.

Caroline : What do you mean, Charles?

Mr. Bingley : They all paint tables, embroider cushions and play the piano. I never heard of a young lady, but people say she is accomplished.

Mr. Darcy : The word is indeed applied too liberally. I cannot boast of knowing more than half a dozen women, in all my acquaintance, that are truly accomplished.

Caroline : Nor I, to be sure!

Y/n : Goodness! You must comprehend a great deal in the idea.

Mr. Darcy : I do.

Caroline : Absolutely. She must have a thorough knowledge of music, singing, drawing, dancing and the modern languages, to deserve the word. And something in her air and manner of walking.

Mr. Darcy : And of course she must improve her mind by extensive reading.

*Lizzie closes her book.*

Lizzie : I am no longer surprised at you knowing only six accomplished women. I rather wonder now at your knowing any.

Mr. Darcy : Are you so severe on your own sex?

Lizzie : I never saw such a woman.

Y/n : (joined in the conversation adding) She would certainly be a fearsome thing to behold.

*Pause. Darcy goes back to his letter. Caroline picks up a book. Pauses. Put it down. She walks over to Lizzie & Y/n.*

Caroline : Miss Bennet and Miss Y/n, let us take a turn about the room.

*They were surprised, and gets up. Caroline links her arm and they start walking up and down.*

Caroline : (cont'd) It's refreshing, is it not, after sitting so long in one attitude?

Lizzie : And it's a small kind of accomplishment, I suppose.

*Darcy meets Y/n's eye, briefly. He doesn't know how to cope with the idea that she's laughing at him. Caroline turns to Darcy.*

Caroline : Mr Darcy, will you join us?

Mr. Darcy : (not taking his eyes off of his writing) You can only have two motives, Caroline, and I would interfere with either.

Caroline : (to Lizzie & Y/n) What can he mean?

Y/n : Our surest way of disappointing him will be to ask nothing about it.

Caroline : (to Darcy) Please do tell!

Mr. Darcy : Either you are in each other's confidence and have secret affairs to discuss, or you are conscious that your figures appear to the greatest advantage by walking. If the first, I should get in your way. If the second, I can admire you much better from here.

Caroline : Oh, shocking! How shall we punish him for such a speech?

Lizzie : We could always laugh at him.

Caroline : Oh no, Mr Darcy is not to be teased!

Y/n : Are you too proud, Mr Darcy? And would you consider pride a fault or a virtue?

Mr. Darcy : That I couldn't say.

Lizzie : Because we're doing our best to find a fault in you.

Mr. Darcy : Maybe, it's that I find it hard to forgive the follies and vices of others, or their offences against myself. My good opinion, once lost, is lost forever.

Lizzie : Oh dear, I cannot tease you about that. What a shame, for I dearly love to laugh. 

Caroline : (small smile) A family trait I think.

Lizzie smiles, sweetly.

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Caroline : (cont'd) Speaking of family,Miss y/n Bennet, might I say that you don't seem to look related to your siblings. You don't look like your mother or father in the slightest. I'm wondering if you are really a Bennet.

Y/n : (calmly replied) Well to answer your question I am 100% a Bennet whether or not it is by blood or not. I was taken in with open arms and I shall forever be grateful to them and wouldn't have it any other way.

Caroline : I see...

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*Lizzie was happy to hear what Y/n said, even when insulting words comes her way she did not falter even one bit*

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To be Continued........................