An interesting conversation with Mr. Bennet
Just how did Mr. Darcy ask of Elizabeth’s hand from Mr. Bennet? October 7, 1812 Darcy paced the Netherfield library. The fool room was far too short and the threadbare carpet muffled what should have been a satisfying thud from his boots. He had faced many intimidating men in his life. Men more educated them himself; men wealthier; men more powerful. None ever caused him a moment’s anxiety. So why should an insignificant country gentlemen … Continue reading →



