Mr. Darcy Began To Feel The Danger

We Live At Home, Quiet, Confined, And Our Feelings Prey Upon Us.

Run Mad As Often As You Choose, But Do Not Faint!

Perhaps It Is Our Imperfections That Make Us So Perfect For One Another.

I Never Wish To Offend, But I Am So Foolishly Shy, That I Often Seem Negligent, When I Am Only Kept Back By My Natural Awkwardness.

What Dreadful Hot Weather We Have! It Keeps One In A Continual State Of Inelegance.