Remember this scene? She does not have dubbing, she was not included in the dubbed version of the film. Nowhere on the internet do I frame this scene. Question: how did this several-minute scene prevent the distributors? Why wasn't she included in the distribution dubbed version of the film?
Here are three frames from this scene:
Dialog:
How are you tonight, dear?
- Fabulous! But don't call me "my dear".
- Why?
- Because that's what my dad calls my mom when he's angry.
- What should I call you?
- Lizzy, daily. My pearl is on Sundays. My Goddess - only on the most special occasions.
- What should I call you when I'm angry? Mrs Darcy?
- Not. No. Call me Mrs. Darcy when you are absolutely, completely and recklessly happy.
- Mrs Darcy. Mrs Darcy. Mrs Darcy.
Actually, that's the whole text, which for some unknown reason was not included in the dubbed version of the film.
And this morning, while rewatching this film, I caught the image: Elizabeth completely passed into the family of Mr. Darcy, abandoned her past self, became part of the monad, she gave herself to her husband in service. And this could well not please the feminist-minded part of society. What versions and thoughts do you have about this?
And how much wisdom in Elizabeth, in this phrase: "Call me Mrs. Darcy, when you are absolutely, completely and recklessly happy"! Every time he is happy, he will call her Mrs. Darcy - that is, a part of himself.
I watch my favorite films. I first saw Pride and Prejudice in 1995, directed by Simon Langton, with Colin Firth and Jennifer Ehle. 
I love this movie! Just the perfect hit of all the performers in the images! Perfect Elizabeth, perfect Mr Darcy. Although ... I think Elizabeth is prettier than Jane, but according to the book and the film, it should be the other way around. But this is the only exception. Every time I watch this film, I relax and cleanse my soul, this film gives me so much joy!
Then I rewatched 2005 Pride and Prejudice, directed by Joe Wright, with Keira Knightley and Matthew Macfadyen. 
From the first shots, I began to feel some discomfort. Then I was able to catch him! I did not like that the heroines there are so disheveled, so ... without any gloss at all. They walk down the street with loose hair, without a hat. Previously, this was unthinkable. And I began to think about what the director was pursuing when he made the Bennet sisters just like that. And it got to me! He deliberately made them disheveled without gloss, to emphasize their poverty, in order to increase social inequality. When, in a Cyman Langton film, Elizabeth says to Mr. Darcy, "You are a gentleman. I am a gentleman's daughter," she is. They are not poor, they dress perhaps not as richly as Mr. Bingley's sisters. But very worthy. Their father is truly a gentleman. And in Joe Wright's film, Mr. Bennet... is far from being such a gentleman. And their house is no longer so rich. And past the kitchen along the corridor to the outbuilding they drive the boar. And Mr. Bennet is in charge of this haul, and of the economy in general. And geese-hens walk around the yard. And if in Simon Langton's film it's not very clear why Mr. Bennet suffered so much because of Elizabeth's background and social inequality. In Joe Wright's film, this is very clearly evident. Elizabeth is no match for Darcy at all.
Other than that, I really enjoyed this movie! Such shots are beautiful, moody: the sunrise at the very beginning. Elizabeth on a swing. Shower. Elizabeth on the rock. Early morning in haze and dew, Elizabeth and Darcy meeting and almost the final shot with the rising sun between them. This is not the case in the first film. And again, Keira Knightley is brighter in intensity of emotions than Jennifer Ehle. Although Jennifer Or is just very in the spirit of that restrained era! But Keira Knightley - no, she is more modern. But that's why it's more emotional.
In short, I love the book. I love both of these films! I can watch them endlessly! Men do not share my enthusiasm. which is not surprising at all. These are such women's-women's books-films. :-)
All versions of Sense and Sensibility are next in line, there seems to be one more version of Pride and Prejudice, several more films based on the novels of Jane Austen, Jane Eyre in different versions, Wuthering Heights in several versions. :-) And also "Gone with the Wind" and "Scarlett"! And "King - a singing bird." So many interesting things!!! :-)
I somehow can’t come to my senses, but still I want to write a short review about this translation.
First of all, it should be stipulated in advance that I do not think that this translation cannot be judged without reading it in full. In my opinion, even a single glance is enough to understand that it is a mockery and distortion of a beloved novel by many, because the first phrase "Pride and Prejudice" is learned by heart by many fans of Austen's work, both in Russian (in Marshak's translation) and in English. This phrase is well known to me, but after reading this:
I immediately fell into a state of light suspended animation caused by a shock reaction, and remained in it for several more minutes, unable to utter a word. Returning to translation.
I believe that the passages laid out are quite enough to make a fair and informed judgment about this translation. What is wrong with it? Yes all! I am not a philologist, but I was (and am) engaged in translations, however, mainly from French, but in principle, the idea for any language is the same: to translate the text as close as possible to the original (moreover, changes are possible and necessary, because all languages are different). , and sometimes there simply is no verbal equivalent to a particular word, in such cases one should resort to some other turn), preserving its atmosphere, trying to convey it in accordance with the author's vision. This is a difficult task, and it is impossible to accomplish it without having a proper feel for both languages, as well as for the work being translated. You should not translate a work that you hate or whose author you cannot stand. I believe that this translation is just an example of how the translator set to work on a novel that he hates for some reason, and therefore decided to make fun of the text loved by many, citing the fact that
novel of 1813 - there can be as many versions as you like. nothing, not even the Berne Convention, prevents this person from translating the novel on his own. type - to do business.
With about the same situation, Austen fans faced the release of the film adaptation of "Pride and Prejudice" -2005, but this is the transfer of text to the screen, visualization, and here, no matter how bad the film is, one cannot say that the discrepancy with the original is unjustified. This discrepancy would have been in any case, since one form of presentation of information passes into another, and the same 1995 series differs from the book. And that's okay. But this is completely unacceptable in translation. What is wrong with it?
Inappropriate use of archaisms and archaic forms, excessive ornateness, unjustified inversions, etc. Take, for example, the famous phrase:
A bachelor who has a decent fortune should have a propensity to acquire a wife - everyone in the world recognizes this as true.
There is an obvious abuse of archaic endings in such words, for example, as "state", "acquisition", etc., which, even in Russian texts of that time, were not always used, and most often in poetry. In this translation, they occur constantly. The phrase is so ponderous that it is difficult to understand, perhaps for those who are not so familiar with Pride and Prejudice, it might be necessary to reread it to understand the meaning. The words “inclination” and “acquisition” are used completely unreasonably, because in the original we read:
It is truly acknowleged, that a singe man in possesin of a good fortune must be in want of wife.
With a stretch, the use of these words could be justified, but the hand of a bad translator and a very bad stylization is felt (under which, by the way, it is not clear if under the Russian speech of that time, what should be attributed to the use of "mister" and "madam" instead of "Mr. " and "Mrs.", then the translator obviously does not know Russian literature well). What do we see in Marshak?
Everyone knows that a young man who has means should look for a wife.
It should be noted that Marshak fully reflects Austen's style, we see a participial turnover that does not make the phrase primitive, but does not make it heavier either. We see a translation that is not literal (which, apparently, Ms. Gryzunova strives for in some cases, while not embarrassing to change some words as she pleases), but reliable, conveying meaning and intonation, which is what is required from the translation. Of course, Marshak's translation cannot be called ideal, it has its drawbacks, but compared to this:
- dear Mr. Bennet - one day said his wife- have you heard that Netherfield Park has finally been completed?
or with this:
Alternating pleading and threatening, she spoke to Elizabeth over and over again. She tried to involve in her stratagem Jane, however in the gentlest manner refused to intervene - and Elizabeth fended off her mother's attacks with genuine seriousness and playful fun
alternately.
it just seems like the height of perfection.
It should be noted that with measured eloquence, the translation does not create the proper impression: that is, the impression of a stylization, but a good one. It creates the impression of mockery of the text. Mr. Collins' speeches, which are distinguished by their ornateness, are simply lost in such a translation, they are simply no different from the rest of the story.
For example, this tirade of Mr. Collins
I probably owe this no less to the doubts about my unconditional happiness, my irresistible niece, honor me with consent, for I have often observed that humility is most perfect when the blessing that is denied to us begins to lose some of its value.
no different from that of Mrs. Bennet
- Ah! Mr. Bennet, you're needed this very second, we're all in turmoil. You should come and force Lizzy to marry Mr. Collins, otherwise she keeps saying that she does not want him for a husband, and if you do not hurry, he will change his mind and will not want her to be his wife.
and Mr Bennet:
“I have no pleasure in understanding you,” he said, when she had finished her race. - What are your words about?
Again the question arises under what was an attempt to make styling? Under the medieval chivalric romance? Under the Russian written language of the 19th century? This question remains open, as well as why in the comments to this post we read:
Lord, how wonderful, just a holiday, here it is:
It's unbelievable how fast - instantly! - fall under this manner. I can hardly resist not to start writing the same way :))) In my opinion, it's very, very cool! At first it seems that all this is a little deliberate, and then you realize that there are a lot of layers and subtext. I think this is a definite success, congratulations!
and especially this one:
wow!!! that's lovely! when I used to read Austen, my mouth was torn from yawning, but this is read just in one gulp!
and other similar opinions. But all the same, reasonable people also appeared who paid tribute to the translation and called it "monstrous" and impossible to read, with which it is difficult to disagree.
And finally, I would like to say that I sincerely feel sorry for those who for the first time will take up Pride and Prejudice in such a translation. Since I would hardly be able to do justice to Austen's humor, her wonderful, lively language and lively characters, reading the novel in this translation, completely distorting the idea and atmosphere of the work.
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Have fun, it's called.
Jane Austen. Pride and Prejudice
Translation from English Anastasia Gryzunova
VOLUME ONE
Chapter I
A bachelor who has a decent fortune should have a propensity to acquire a wife - everyone in the world recognizes this as true.
No matter how little the feelings or judgments of such a bachelor may be known at his first appearance in the vicinity, this truth takes root so firmly in the minds of neighboring families that these families look forward to the said bachelor as the legal property of their daughters.
Dear Mr. Bennet," his wife said one day, "have you heard that Netherfield Park is at last vacated?
Mr. Bennet replied that he had not heard of it.
However, he surrendered, - she said. - Mrs. Long just visited us - she told me about everything.
Mr. Bennet did not honor this with a response.
Don't you want to know who took it? cried his wife impatiently.
- It you you want to tell me about it, and I don't mind listening to you.
This impulse was enough for her.
Now, my dear, let it be known to you that Mrs. Long said that Netherfield was rented by a very wealthy young man from the north of England; as if he had arrived on Monday in a carriage drawn by four, and was so charmed that he agreed with Mr. Morris at once; as if he would come into his own before Michaelmas day, and other servants would arrive at the house by the end of next week.
- What's his name?
- Bingley.
- Married, single?
- Ah! single, dear, still single! A bachelor, and besides, a rich man - four or five thousand a year. What a wonderful gift for our girls!
- How is that? what are they doing here?
“My dear Mr. Bennet,” answered his wife, “why are you so boring? I'm thinking of him marrying one of them, which you can't help but understand.
- And he settled here with such a plan?
- By design! What nonsense are you talking about! But it is highly likely that he maybe fall in love with one of them, and therefore, as soon as he arrives, you should visit him.
- I see no reason. You can go with the girls, or send them alone. This, perhaps, will be for the best - you, my dear, compete with them in beauty, and of the whole delegation you can like Mr. Bingley more than anyone.
- Darling, you flatter me. Of course, I am deprived of beauty was not, but now I do not pretend to be uncommon at all. A lady with five adult daughters should leave thoughts about her own beauty.
- In such cases, the lady is often deprived of beauty, and therefore, there is nothing to think about.
“However, my dear, when Mr. Bingley arrives, you should see him.
- I assure you, this is beyond my duty.
“But think of your daughters. Just think how wonderful such a party would be for one of them. Sir William and Lady Lucas intend to visit Mr. Bingley solely for such reasons - they, you know, are not in the habit of visiting visitors. You should definitely go, for if you refuse, we will not be able to visit him. we.
- You are overly scrupulous. I believe Mr. Bingley will be glad to see you; I will send him a couple of lines, I will assure you of my sincere consent to marriage, no matter what my daughter he chooses; however, I ought to put in a good word for my little Lizzy.
- No, please don't do anything like that. Lizzie is no better than the others; and certainly not half as beautiful as Jane, and not half as cheerful as Lydia. And yet you always favor her.
“There is no special reason for praising others,” replied Mr. Bennet. - They are stupid and ignorant, like all sorts of girls; Lizzie is smarter than her sisters.
“Mr. Bennet, how can you insult your children in such a way? You tease me and enjoy it. You have no sympathy for my shattered nerves.
“You are mistaken, my dear. I have the deepest respect for your nerves. We have been friends with them for a long time. For at least twenty years I have heard how fondly you speak of them.
- Ah! you do not understand my suffering.
“I hope, however, that you recover and live to see the day when the neighborhood is swarming with young people with four thousand a year.
“It is of no use to us even if twenty young people arrive, for you do not wish to visit them.
- You can be sure, my dear, when there are twenty of them, I will visit everyone.
Mr. Bennet was such a strange mixture of irascibility, wit of a sarcastic sort, coldness and eccentricity, that Mrs. Bennet did not have twenty-three years to comprehend his temper. Unraveling her character was not such a difficult task. Mrs. Bennet had a narrow mind, little knowledge, and an unstable temperament. Being dissatisfied, she considered herself nervous. The business of her life was the arrangement of daughter marriages; consolation - visits and gossip.
Chapter XX
Mr. Collins did not long remain in silent reflection on the success of his love, for Mrs. Bennet, who was loitering in the lobby, waiting for the end of the meeting, as soon as she saw Elizabeth open the door and run past to the stairs, entered the morning dining room and congratulated the guest and themselves with happy views of the coming kindred rapprochement. Mr. Collins received and responded to this jubilation with equal pleasure, and then recounted in detail the conversation, the result of which, he supposed, he could be completely satisfied, for the refusal, with which his niece obstinately answered him, of course, stemmed from her meek timidity and genuine subtleties of her nature.
This information, however, alarmed Mrs. Bennet - she would have been glad to calm down at the thought that her daughter intended to encourage her great-uncle by her refusal, but she did not dare to believe this, which she let slip.
But don't doubt, Mr. Collins," she added, "we'll reason with Lizzie. I'll talk to her right now. She is a very capricious and stupid girl, she does not realize her own good, but I something I will explain to her.
“I beg your pardon to interrupt you, madame,” cried Mr. Collins, “but if she is truly willful and stupid, I am not sure that she will be a desirable wife for a man of my station, who, of course, seeks happiness in marriage. Therefore, if she insists on refusal, it is probably better not to force her to consent, since, having such defects of temperament, she will not be able to hasten my bliss.
“Sir, you have misunderstood me,” said Mrs. Bennet, excitedly. “Lizzie is capricious only in such matters. Otherwise, she is the kindest girl that has ever lived in the world. I will immediately go to Mr. Bennet, and we will soon settle everything with her, do not hesitate.
She did not allow Mr. Collins to answer, but immediately hurried to her husband and called to him from the door of the library:
Oh! Mr. Bennet, you're needed this very second, we're all in turmoil. You should come and force Lizzy to marry Mr. Collins, otherwise she keeps saying that she does not want him for a husband, and if you do not hurry, he will change his mind and will not want her to be his wife.
As soon as she entered, Mr. Bennet tore his eyes from the book and fixed it on the face of his wife with imperturbable indifference, this tirade not shaken in the least.
I have no pleasure in understanding you,” he said when she had completed her race. - What are your words about?
- About Mr. Collins and Lizzie. Lizzie claims that she will not marry Mr. Collins, and Mr. Collins has already said that he will not marry Lizzie.
“And what do you think I can do?” The company looks hopeless to me.
- Talk to Lizzie yourself. Tell her that you insist that she marry him.
- Let her be called. She will listen to my opinion.
Mrs. Bennet rang the bell, and Mrs. Elizabeth was called to the library.
Come to me, my child, cried her father, as soon as Elizabeth appeared. “I have sent for you on a matter of great importance. I understand Mr. Collins has proposed to you. Is it true? Elizabeth replied that it was true. - Excellent - and you rejected this offer.
- Rejected, sir.
- Perfect. Now we come to the point. Your mother is convinced that you must accept this offer. So, Mrs. Bennet?
- Yes, or I don't want to see her anymore.
“An unfortunate choice lies ahead of you, Elizabeth. From now on, you will be separated from one of your parents. Your mother doesn't want to see you unless you marry Mr. Collins, and I don't want to see you if you marry him. come out.
Elizabeth could not help smiling when she heard such a conclusion to such a plot, but Mrs. Bennet, who assured herself that her husband looked at this matter in the way she desired, was infinitely disappointed.
How do you understand, Mr. Bennet? You promised you would insist on their marriage.
“My dear,” answered her husband. - I would like to ask for two small favors. Firstly, let me use my own mind alone, and secondly, this room. I will be glad if the library is given to me alone at the first opportunity.
Despite her disappointment in Mr. Bennet, his wife, however, did not give up her efforts. Alternating pleading and threatening, she spoke to Elizabeth over and over again. She tried to engage Jane in her stratagem, but Jane refused in the gentlest manner to intervene - and Elizabeth fended off her mother's attacks with genuine seriousness and playful amusement alternately. Her tone changed, but her resolve remained unchanged.
Mr. Collins, meanwhile, alone reflected on what had happened. He valued himself too highly to comprehend what reasons had made his niece refuse him, and although his pride was hurt, he was no longer hurt. His affection for her was quite artificial, and the possibility that Elizabeth deserved her mother's reproach did not allow Mr. Collins to be tormented by regrets.
While the family was in such confusion, Charlotte Lucas came to Longbourn for the day. In the vestibule, she met Lydia, who rushed to her and cried out in a half whisper:
I'm so glad you came, it's so funny here! What do you think happened in the morning? Mr. Collins proposed to Lizzie, but she does not want Mr. Collins.
Charlotte did not have time to answer properly, for Kitty came running to them with the same message; As soon as the three of them entered the morning dining room, where Mrs. Bennet sat alone, the latter spoke of the same thing, appealing to the sympathy of young Mrs. Lucas and imploring her to persuade her friend Lizzy to fulfill the desires of the whole family.
Please help me, my dear Mrs. Lucas,” she added melancholy, “for everyone has left me, no one sympathizes with me, I am cruelly used, no one cares about my shattered nerves.
The arrival of Jane and Elizabeth spared Charlotte the trouble of answering.
Yes, sir, and here she is,” continued Mrs. Bennet, “all of herself indifferent, if we lived in York, she would think the same about us, if only to act in her own way. But I'll tell you what, Mistress Lizzie, if you're going to reject every offer in this manner, you'll never see a husband at all, and I don't know exactly who will support you when your papa is gone. I I can't support you, so you know. I've had enough now. I, I want to remind you, told you in the library that I do not want to talk to you anymore, and you will see that I keep my word. I have no joy in conversing with irreverent children. It's not that I'm happy to talk to anyone. People who, like me, suffer from nervous disorders are not inclined to talk. No one can understand my suffering! But that's the usual. Those who do not complain are never pitied.
The daughters silently listened to this outpouring, realizing that any attempt to reason with the mother or to console her would only aggravate the irritation. Wherefore, Mrs. Bennet chatted without hindrance until they were joined by Mr. Collins, who entered with a mien even more stately than usual, and seeing him, Mrs. Bennet said to her daughters:
And now I insist that you, all of you, bite your tongues and let Mr. Collins and I talk in peace.
Elizabeth quietly left the room, Jane and Kitty following her, but Lydia did not retreat, determined to hear everything she could, and Charlotte, at first detained by the courtesies of Mr. Collins, whose questions about herself and her family were extremely detailed, and then slight curiosity, contented herself with going to the window and pretending not to listen. In a mournful voice, Mrs. Bennet opened the intended conversation with the following:
Ah, Mr Collins...
“My dear madam,” he answered, “let us keep the strictest silence on this matter. I am far from,” he soon went on in a voice which emphasized his displeasure, “to be angry at the behavior of your daughter. Humility before inevitable evil is our common duty, and especially the duty of a young man who, like me, was fortunate at the dawn of his career; I'm sure I've reconciled. I probably owe this no less to the doubts about my unconditional happiness, my irresistible niece, honor me with consent, for I have often observed that humility is most perfect when the blessing that is denied to us begins to lose some of its value. You will not think, I hope, that I am disrespectful to your family, my dearest madam, by now renouncing my claim to your daughter's favor, and doing you and Mr. Bennet no honor, by asking you, in the name of my aspirations, to impose your authority on Mrs. Elizabeth. I'm afraid I acted inappropriately in accepting the rejection from your daughter's lips and not from yours. But we all make mistakes sometimes. My intentions were definitely good from the very beginning. I considered my goal to find a sweet companion for myself, not forgetting the benefits for your whole family, and if manners mine were in any way worthy of censure, I beg you to forgive me.
© Gurova I., translation into Russian, 2016
© LLC Veche Publishing House, 2016
© Veche Publishing House LLC, electronic version, 2017
Publisher's website www.veche.ru
Jane Austen
Girls' best friends are books
If only because books are incomparably more accessible than diamonds. But the main thing is that they are also better than those jewels that are designed to decorate the body and dazzle with a cold shine. Books enlighten, encourage and warm souls, being a consolation prize for girls and women who have not forgotten how to dream. And as Chekhov, a great connoisseur of female psychology and the creator of a whole gallery of unforgettable female characters, noted, it is the readers who ensure the glory of the writers.
There are novels written by women for women, and Jane Austen's (1775-1817) novel Pride and Prejudice (1775-1817), written two hundred years ago, is considered a real gem among them.
Jane was born in the English province into a large family of a parish priest. She received her education at home, but of such a quality that a rare school can give. Her lively mind and cheerful disposition, sociability and observation, a mocking character and an evil tongue, by the age of twenty helped her to mature as a writer. It remained only to gain experience, hone the style and taste. The original version of Pride and Prejudice was written by Jane at the age of twenty-one or twenty-two, which for any serious prose is not only rare, but almost an exception in the history of world literature. A decade and a half later, she rewrote and published this masterpiece of novelism under a pseudonym (it is extremely curious, by the way, to compare chapter three of Pride and Prejudice with chapter three of Eugene Onegin, in which the main characters meet). Her books were read not only by the public, but also by royal persons, but she received literary recognition only a year before her death thanks to an article by the famous Walter Scott, who admired the originality of her talent. Indeed, Austen was recognized as the "first lady of English literature" already in the twentieth century.
The reason for this was the novelty of her letter. The then "Gothic" novelists, romantic poets, and Walter Scott himself wrote about events that were extraordinary and distant, heroic or frightening. And Jane Austen began to write about the most ordinary, close, familiar things, but with such observation, depth of penetration and irony that the ordinary ceased to look bored and familiar - which is the mechanism of any miracle. Her predecessors in English prose were Henry Fielding and Lawrence Stern, but in her artistic exploration of the world of people, Jane sought to get rid of satirical poster techniques and move on to depicting "mixed characters." Characters with one or another proportion of good and bad in them, with the flow of virtues into shortcomings and vice versa (which was already known to the ancient Chinese authors of the Book of Changes), with the inherent ability of all living things to develop and change. Which was not fully appreciated by everyone and far from immediately.
Jane Austen had to pay for this in full. Her creative life was successful, but her personal life was not. Jane was happy to observe and describe the ups and downs of the fates of people she knew well, to conduct a lively correspondence with relatives and visit their families, take care of loved ones and visit London, where her books began to be published. From time immemorial, the ongoing hunt for brides and grooms in conditions of property inequality and class prejudices, which were omnipotent in her time, became her strong point. It was they who buried the possibility of the future writer's marriage, either with a future lawyer, or with a future priest. She rejected a couple more marriage proposals, wearing an old maid's cap at thirty, and died at forty-one.
Oh, how cinematographers of recent decades have attacked this plot - how many viewers have wept at their films and how many viewers have become passionate readers of Jane Austen's books and stories about herself!
Suffice it to recall Helen Fielding's Bridget Jones's Diary and its film adaptation, in which Pride and Prejudice was transplanted onto modern soil and won tremendous success all over the world. There is incomparably more irony in them, the surroundings are modern, but the essence of this has not changed.
Life is one thing, art is another. In its combs remains pure honey, collected by the writer in the allotments of life. For example, a story about how love breaks the ice of pride and prejudice - class arrogance and reciprocal insults. With an exemplary happy ending.
Igor Klekh
Book one
A bachelor, if he has a solid fortune, must urgently need a wife, such is a generally recognized truth.
And however little is known of the feelings and intentions of such a man when he changes his place of residence, the above-mentioned truth is so firmly planted in the minds of his new neighbors that from the first minute they look at him as the lawful property of one or another of their daughters.
“My dear Mr. Bennet,” said the gentleman’s wife one day, “did you hear that Netherfield Park was finally leased?”
Mr. Bennet replied that he had not heard anything about it.
– But yes, yes! Mrs. Long just visited us and told me everything.
Mr. Bennet was silent.
"Don't you want to know who lives there?" asked his better half impatiently.
- But you want to tell me this news, and I'm ready to listen to it.
“Well, my friend, Mrs. Long says that Nederfield Park was rented by a young man with a very large fortune, who lives in the north of England. On Monday he came in a quadruple carriage to inspect the estate, and was so delighted that he immediately agreed to all the conditions of Mr. Morris and he would move there before Michaelmas, and send some servants at the end of next week.
- What is his last name?
- Bingley.
- Married or single?
“Ah, my friend, of course, is single. A single young man with a large fortune. Four or five thousand annual income. How lucky our girls are!
- How? Why are they here?
“My dear Mr. Bennet,” exclaimed his wife, “as if you didn’t know! Of course, you understood that I imagined him marrying one of them.
- In the name of this goal, he decided to settle here?
- Goals? Nonsense! Well, what are you talking about? However, it is very, very possible that he will fall in love with someone, and therefore you should pay him a visit as soon as he moves.
- I don't see why. Why don't you visit it with the girls? Or better yet, send them to him alone. You are so adventurous that Mr. Bingley may prefer you to all of them.
“My friend, you flatter me. Yes, of course, I was very good-looking, but now I no longer think about captivating. Women with five adult daughters should not think about their own beauty.
“Women in such a position rarely retain so much beauty that it would be worth thinking about.
“Nevertheless, my friend, you must certainly visit Mr. Bingley as soon as he arrives.
“Not at all, I assure you.
“But think of your daughters. Just imagine what a party it will be for one of them! Sir William and Lady Lucas would not hesitate to visit him for this reason alone. You know they are never the first to visit new neighbors. No, no, you must visit him, otherwise it will be impossible for me and the girls to go to visit him.
“Really, you are too strict about etiquette. I'm sure Mr. Bingley will be very pleased to meet him. And I will give you a note for him with assurances of my full consent to his marriage to that daughter of mine, whom he honors with his choice. Though perhaps I'll put in a good word for my little Lizzy.
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