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Pride and Prejudice
"My lady!" a young servant girl called out. "My lady!" Rushing inside the house she called out again for her mistress passing a pair of young girls that occupied the parlor speaking of the latest gossip.
"Have you heard that they say a new family will be moving in town?", the younger of the two asked in excitement.
"Yes. What about it?" The slightly older one asked in aloof tone, slightly disappointed that there was no other new gossip to talk about.
"Well I heard that one of the new occupants is a handsome young man and he makes at least fifty thousand yen a year." The younger nearly jumped out of her seat saying this, crying out in excitement she grabbed the older one's hands and asked, "Do you know what this means?"
Rolling her eyes, she brushed a loose raven lock that escaped from her bun out of her eyes to glare at the younger one. "Ruka I can't believe that-"
Cutting her off before she was able to finish her statement that would surely down fire all her plans, the youngest one answered the question herself. "It means that there is going to be a festival!" Jumping out of her chair she pranced around the couch doing little twirls at the thought of going to the supposed upcoming festival. "Of course they will throw a festival as a show for the newcomers and it will be most likely large since they are rich too. Isn't this exciting Marika?"
Relieved and again disappointed, Marika sighed. Relieved at the thought that at least Ruka didn't have no outlandish romantic ideas with a man she has yet to meet and disappointed at the thought of a festival where there would be dancing and socializing. She shuddered slightly in disgust. I rather read.
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Stumbling to a halt at the sight of her, now found, mistress, the young servant girl hurriedly tried to straighten her dress brushing her hands over the washed out fabric in clumsy motions and did a slight curtsy in her lady's direction.
"Madam, Lord and Lady Ritsuko have sent you a letter." Pulling out the slightly crumpled letter out of her gray apron she gave the message to her lady and obediently left her mistress's quarters when a wave of hand was sent her way.
Mrs. Higurashi opened and read the letter with a quickness that would've made any racer or least any rumourmonger proud.
Staring at the letter as if it was some sort of a saviour, Mrs. Hugurashi turned and med her way to the library where her husband resided most of the day.
Not even bothering to knock she opened the oak doors to find her husband lounging on the couch reading one of his larger texts.
"My dear Mr. Higurashi, have you heard of that someone has finally taken to the manor of Netherfield Park?" Mrs. Higurashi made no pretenses just getting straight to the point.
"No." was her husband's simple response. Not the one she was expecting to elicit from him.
"Oh but it is. I've just received a letter from Lucas manor informing me of such news."
Mr. Higurashi made no move to respond all of his attention was given to the passage he was reading. His shaggy brown hair hid his expression from his wife that was starting to become upset at his silence.
"Don't you want to know who has taken it!" she cried impatiently, desperate for his rapt attention.
Amused, Mr. Higurashi glanced up at his wife revealing deep mahogany eyes that sparkled with mirth when they set upon his wife. "I have no objections to hearing what you have to say."
Grabbing the invitation to tell him more of what she had learned; she sat on the couch next to him pulling the book out of her husband's reluctant hands.
"You must know my dear that Netherfield is going to be taken by a young man of large fortune. I was told he came from Western Japan and last Monday he came in a large carriage with two others. Mrs. Ritsuko said he was impressed and delighted by the manor that he couldn't take the deed out of Mr. Masato's hands fast enough. And they say by the end of this week servants should already be at the house preparing it for their oncoming masters."
"What is his name?"
"Miyatsu Miroku."
"Is he married or single?"
If Mr. Higurashi thought his wife could not have gotten more excited, he was mistaken. Mrs. Higurashi practically jumped at the question.
"Oh! He is single, my dear. A single man of large fortune; four or five thousand yen a year. What a fine thing for our girls!"
Mr. Higurashi leaned back at the sight of his wife. He already knew where this was headed, he can practically see in his wife's head that she was already planning a wedding. But still amused he thought to tease his wife.
"How so?" he asked stealing back the book from his excited wife. "How can Mr. Miyatsu affect our girls?"
"My dear, how can you be so dull! I am talking about Mr. Miyatsu to marry one of our daughters of course!"
"Was that his reason in settling here? To marry a daughter of ours?"
"Reason! Why do you talk such nonsense? But it is likely that he may fall in love with one of the girls. We must visit him immediately."
"I see no reason for I to go but you and the girls can go. Or better yet just send the girls themselves for your just as beautiful as any of them. Mr. Miyatsu might like you best out of the girls."
Blushing demurely she waved her hand at him. "Stop jesting." Oh yes Mrs. Higurashi was once known for her beauty with her ebony locks and delightfully playful brown eyes that has once charmed the men in her days but as age grows beauty starts to fade. "My dear you flatter me. I certainly have had my share of beauty, but I do not pretend to be extraordinary now. When a woman has five grown daughters, she has come to stop to think of her own beauty."
"In such cases, a woman has not often much beauty to think of."
"But still my dear, you must meet Mr. Miyatsu when he comes to the neighborhood."
"It is more than I ask for, I assure you."
"Think of your daughters. Think of what good might come upon them. Sir Washi and Lord and Lady Ritsuko are going and you know that they don't even take the time out to visit newcomers. So you must go for it will be impossible for us to visit him if you do not."
"You are conscientious, to take such measure just to meet this man. I dare say Mr. Miyatsu will be happy to meet you and I will send him a letter to assure him of my hearty consent to his marrying any one of my daughters though I will throw in a good word for my little Sanny."
"Why would you do such a thing? Sango is not a bit better than the others. She is not as pretty as Kagome and not half as funny as Ruka. But you always give her the preference."
Thinking of his favorite daughter he replied, "The other girls have not much to recommend. They are sill and ignorant like other girls but Sanny has a cleverness to her that most girls do not."
Appalled "Mr. Higurashi, how can you talk about your daughters in such a way. You take delight in annoying me. Think of my poor nerves."
"My dear, you mistake me. I have the upmost respect for your nerves. They are my old friends from the past twenty three years I known them."
Annoyed, Mrs. Higurashi turned to move. "Ah! You don't know what I suffer."
"I pray you will get over it then you live to see many young men that makes four thousand yen a year come into the neighborhood."
"It will be of no use if twenty should come since you won't take the time to visit them."
"When there are twenty, I will take the time to visit them all."