"You must allow me to tell you how ardently I admire and love you. Will you marry me, dearest, loveliest Elizabeth?"
"Yes, Fitzwilliam. Colonel Fitzwilliam."
"Darce! Time to rise!"
Darcy startled and looked bewildered.
"Where is Elizabeth?"
"Probably getting ready."
"For what?"
"The wedding!"
"You are getting married?"
"Not me! You! And Bingley!"
"I cannot marry Bingley!"
"Correct. It is a double wedding."
"She is marrying Bingley?!"
"No! You!"
"I thought I am not marrying Bingley."
"It is Miss Bennet."
"I am marrying Miss Bennet?!"
"You... are marrying Elizabeth!"
"She accepted me?"
"Yes! Sometimes I wonder why… Remember—Richard Darcy!"
