Dissociated Pride and Prejudice 📖
It is a truth universally acknowledged that I can't be bothered to read about moderately posh people trying to get married. But I can enjoy a mangled flavour of it in 150 words.
It is impossible. No man of sense and good-humour in her face, than he has received; and I should at present detest his very name, and till the afternoon, when he joined her. “You certainly do,” she replied with a good-humoured smile,-- “Come, Mr. Wickham, we are brother and sister, whose constant repinings at the dulness of everything but himself; and to him she means (most kindly!) to put me on my seeing Mr. Jones--therefore do not be able to gratify him by any of us.” “These are heavy misfortunes,” replied Elizabeth. “But the wife of Mr. Darcy. _I_ talked about the mince-pies. For my part, that can be spared the necessity of saying much: her own thoughts were employing her. She opened the door. “With my mother upstairs. She will be abominably rude if you will favour me with the utmost to speak of it. Can his most intimate
Did I accidentally download the parody innuendo version? Someone was gratified. Someone was upstairs with mother. There was abominable rudeness, and something most intimate. Gosh.
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