"Mommy, am I famous yet?"
5/31/2007
Masterpiece Theatre
(Illustrated by Sherman's friend Vince; special thanks to the girl whose Interactive Media thesis project this was.)
Mr. Darcy drew the attention of the room by his fine, tall person, handsome features, noble mien; and the report which was in general circulation within five minutes after his entrance, of his having ten thousand a year. The gentlemen pronounced him to be a fine figure of a man, the ladies declared he was much handsomer than Mr. Bingley, and he was looked at with great admiration for about half the evening, till his manners gave a disgust which turned the tide of his popularity; for he was discovered to be proud, to be above his company, and above being pleased; and not all his large estate in Derbyshire could then save him from having a most forbidding, disagreeable countenance, and being unworthy to be compared with his friend.
"I would not be so fastidious as you are," cried Bingley, "for a kingdom! Upon my honour I never met with so many pleasant girls in my life, as I have this evening; and there are several of them, you see, uncommonly pretty."
"You are dancing with the only handsome girl in the room," said Mr. Darcy, looking at the eldest Miss Bennet.
"Oh! she is the most beautiful creature I ever beheld! But there is one of her sisters sitting down just behind you, who is very pretty, and I dare say very agreeable. Do let me ask my partner to introduce you."
"Which do you mean?" and turning round, he looked for a moment at Elizabeth.
Catching her eye, he withdrew his own and coldly said, "She is tolerable; but not handsome enough to tempt me; and I am in no humour at present to give consequence to young ladies who are slighted by other men. You had better return to your partner and enjoy her smiles, for you are wasting your time with me."
Mr. Bingley followed his advice. Mr. Darcy walked off; and Elizabeth remained with no very cordial feelings towards him.
"Poor Eliza! -- to be only just tolerable," said Charlotte.
"I beg you would not put it into Lizzy's head to be vexed by his ill-treatment," replied Lady Lucas; "for he is such a disagreeable man that it would be quite a misfortune to be liked by him; -- he seemed very angry at being spoke to."
"Next time, Lizzy," said her mother, "I would not dance with him, if I were you."
"I believe, Ma'am, I may safely promise you never to dance with him."
The two first dances, however, brought a return of distress; they were dances of mortification. She danced next with an officer, awkward and solemn, apologising instead of attending, and often moving wrong without being aware of it; he gave her all the shame and misery which a disagreeable partner for a couple of dances can give. The moment of her release from him was exstacy.
Suddenly she found herself addressed by Mr. Darcy, who took her so much by surprise in his application for her hand, that, without knowing what she did, she accepted him.
Then her cell phone rang and everything got really awkward.
THE END
- posted by Frankie @ 10:03 PM
(Illustrated by Sherman's friend Vince; special thanks to the girl whose Interactive Media thesis project this was.)
Mr. Darcy drew the attention of the room by his fine, tall person, handsome features, noble mien; and the report which was in general circulation within five minutes after his entrance, of his having ten thousand a year. The gentlemen pronounced him to be a fine figure of a man, the ladies declared he was much handsomer than Mr. Bingley, and he was looked at with great admiration for about half the evening, till his manners gave a disgust which turned the tide of his popularity; for he was discovered to be proud, to be above his company, and above being pleased; and not all his large estate in Derbyshire could then save him from having a most forbidding, disagreeable countenance, and being unworthy to be compared with his friend.
"I would not be so fastidious as you are," cried Bingley, "for a kingdom! Upon my honour I never met with so many pleasant girls in my life, as I have this evening; and there are several of them, you see, uncommonly pretty."
"You are dancing with the only handsome girl in the room," said Mr. Darcy, looking at the eldest Miss Bennet.
"Oh! she is the most beautiful creature I ever beheld! But there is one of her sisters sitting down just behind you, who is very pretty, and I dare say very agreeable. Do let me ask my partner to introduce you."
"Which do you mean?" and turning round, he looked for a moment at Elizabeth.
Catching her eye, he withdrew his own and coldly said, "She is tolerable; but not handsome enough to tempt me; and I am in no humour at present to give consequence to young ladies who are slighted by other men. You had better return to your partner and enjoy her smiles, for you are wasting your time with me."
Mr. Bingley followed his advice. Mr. Darcy walked off; and Elizabeth remained with no very cordial feelings towards him.
"Poor Eliza! -- to be only just tolerable," said Charlotte.
"I beg you would not put it into Lizzy's head to be vexed by his ill-treatment," replied Lady Lucas; "for he is such a disagreeable man that it would be quite a misfortune to be liked by him; -- he seemed very angry at being spoke to."
"Next time, Lizzy," said her mother, "I would not dance with him, if I were you."
"I believe, Ma'am, I may safely promise you never to dance with him."
The two first dances, however, brought a return of distress; they were dances of mortification. She danced next with an officer, awkward and solemn, apologising instead of attending, and often moving wrong without being aware of it; he gave her all the shame and misery which a disagreeable partner for a couple of dances can give. The moment of her release from him was exstacy.
Suddenly she found herself addressed by Mr. Darcy, who took her so much by surprise in his application for her hand, that, without knowing what she did, she accepted him.
Then her cell phone rang and everything got really awkward.
THE END
- posted by Frankie @ 10:03 PM
