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The ball was the main event in the whole country of Hertfordshire. The Bingleys we're the very guest because they had just bought the Netherfield Park which is near at the Longbourne Parsonage we're the Bennets live. The Lucasses we're the principal inhabitants because Sir William is in the rank which the king of England appoint him. Meanwhile, in the Longbourne Parsonage, Mrs. Bennet is busy telling her daughters to dress appropriately and to look beautiful. Mary, the 3rd daughter come nearer and asks her mother.
"Mama, do I look too preoccupied with braids? Do I need to remove one?"
"Oh! That is alright, you look well. Now, you go to Lizzy to help you with you're gown—Where is Lizzy and Jane? Good heavens! I need Jane here!"
Upstairs was Jane and Elizabeth, Elizabeth heard her mother calling Jane.
"Mama is calling you, Jane."
"She can wait, Lizzy. I am still fixing you're hair."
"But she will be angry with you and—"
She didn't finish what she wants to say because Jane had interrupted her.
"Until I am done with you're hair, Miss."
Lizzy then stop and smile at what her sister told her, while, Jane, on her part, was still busy with her sister's hair. She is curling it up to make it more beautiful and after awhile, she put a nice tiara on her head and she also gave her a necklace.
"I bought it in the town yesterday. I just want to give you this, because I know that Jade is you're favorite gemstone."
"Thank you, Jane." She hugged her sister and she added. "I shall buy one for you too." Jane smiled and after awhile, Mrs. Bennet came and scolded the both of them.
"I have been calling you, Jane for about ten minutes and you did not seem to hear. You're supposed to look beautiful as you we're the eldest! For heaven's sake! You must follow me, quickly! —Lizzy! Look at you're face! Good heavens! It looks pale, would you like to make it pleasing?"
"Yes, Mada'm."
Then both Jane and their mother left her alone in her room. She sat down in her dresser and put some foundation on her face. After putting, she decided to go downstairs and she found out that her father wouldn't be with them. She went to her father's library and found him there reading a book.
"Papa, why wouldn't you go with us?"
He then lowers the book and glanced at her second daughter; he replied at her question.
"I'd rather stay here, Lizzy. I am still in the habit of enjoying this book."
Lizzy looked at the book and smiled but she ask him if he we're to be fine. Mr. Bennet assures his daughter that he will be fine and that they must go now for the ball will start. Lizzy says his goodbyes to her father and told him that they will be back before 11 o' clock. The ladies then ride their carriage to go to Meryton. It was about to begin and Sir William, upon their arrival, had asks for Mrs. Bennet's hand to kiss it, while she curtsied in reply. Her daughters too, curtsied and greeted him good evening. They entered the room and were delighted to see their friends, the Lucasses and the Longs. Elizabeth parted with her closest friend, Charlotte and the two ladies sit in the chairs near the windows. Elizabeth was looking around to see someone, Charlotte, upon noticing it, address her friend.
"Who we're you finding, Eliza?"
Elizabeth was surprised but she denied it and instead told her friend that she was thirsty.
"Charlotte—do you mind if I—I get some drinks for us?"
"No, you may go."
She said with a smile on her face and Lizzy stood up and went straightly to the pantry to get some wine. She was then, surprised, when someone holds her shoulder. She turned around to see that it was Mr. Wickham.
"Miss Eliza Bennet." He bow and he looked at her with a smile on his face.
At this, she curtsied and replied. "Mr. George Wickham!" she smiled too. He holds her hand and he then asks her.
"May I have the honor of dancing you, Miss Eliza?"
Elizabeth blush a little and she replied quickly with a smile.
"Yes, you may do, sir."
At this, they went to the center and he kissed her hand and after that he place it on his shoulder and he place his hand on her waist. The tune was so romantic and every pair has it own time, they dance with grace and the ladies look at them and they pity themselves not to be able to dance with George. How the men too, especially, the officers who wishes to be partnered with Elizabeth as she was talked to be the most graceful partner and her smiles we're pleasing. They we're enjoying every minute of it that they did not seem to hear the tune is stopped. Col. Forster then called out on the two who stopped as they we're address. He likewise added.
"You are a very beautiful couple to be—wouldn't it?" The two then blushed, many had seen it, but they parted and had seated on their respective chairs. Sir Lucas then went to the center with a glass of wine and announced the coming of the new visitors.
"We are all so delighted, this evening." He paused and he looks for awhile at Lady Lucas and he went on. "That we have been able to throw a ball here in Meryton, and as to welcome the new owner of the Netherfield Park. Could you please raise you're glasses to welcome them?" He then raises his glass and everybody followed. "Welcome Mr. Charles Bingley. A pleasant evening to you!
And his sisters—Miss Caroline Bingley and Mrs. Louisa Hurst with his husband Mr. Arthur Hurst and lastly—his friend, Mr. Fitzwilliam Darcy." All the ladies curtsied while the men bowed. Charles looks at them and was pleased, but he was struck with Jane who was sitting in the front row and smiled at him. As the music began, Charles approach Jane and danced her in the center, all look at them and became an object of attention. Elizabeth just remained seated next to Charlotte, Charlotte then opened a topic between her and her friend.
"So it is true that you and Mr. Wickham are acquainted?"
"Yes. Sorry if I was not able to tell you, Charlotte."
"It was alright, Eliza—did you know that you looked engaged rather than acquainted?—sorry to tell you about this, I didn't mean to make you mad or—"
She was interrupted by Elizabeth who at that time, replied to her.
"Oh—have we? But we don't. We just enjoy our acquaintance. Oh pray—do tell me, why have you thought of it?"
"It is because of what I observed between the two of you. He stares at you occasionally and you too, in the other hand, reply by looking at him too. After you're dance, when Col. Forster addresses the both of you, I have seen that the both of you blushed. You cannot hide it from me, Eliza. Now tell me, truthfully, are you admiring the militia officer?"
Elizabeth looked at her with confusion, but she reply in a nice way.
"Well, who would not admire such a young man—who, I think was handsome though at the age of twenty and six? Yes, I admire him enough."
She blush a little and Charlotte only smiled. A man walk in and has interrupted their conversation to ask for Charlotte's hand to dance, she accepted it and they went at the center to dance, Lizzy was now left by herself but was soon joined by her sister, Jane.
"He is so amiable, sweet and his gentlemanlike manners we're agreeable, Lizzy."
"Which man are you talking about?—and tell me who he is."
"He is Charles Bingley, the man who was dancing Charlotte."
Elizabeth looked at Charlotte and her partner and she then asks.
"Is he the owner of the Netherfield Park?"
"Oh yes!"
Mr. Wickham interrupted the conversation between Elizabeth and her sister to ask her hand for the second time. Jane looked suspiciously and told him.
"It is, I think, the second time you asks for my sister's hand, Mr. Wickham."
"Yes, it is the second time."
"Why? There are so many ladies who wanted to be partnered with you—and they are caught up with jealousy in my sister—pray, do tell me, why."
"Miss Bennet, I assured you that I do not mean Miss Eliza to be an object of dislike. I just wanted to improve our acquaintance and I would like to dance with her as I absolutely love her face."
"What strikes you most in her face, sir?"
"It is her eyes, which she only bestowed."
Elizabeth blush a little and Jane, upon noticing it, remark Wickham.
"Go ahead. Take her hand and dance her for a second time, because you are the first man to be looking at my sister in such a way.
At this, Elizabeth gave her hand to Mr. Wickham and they danced in the center. Both we're smiling and enjoying the tune, but they did not know that they are becoming an object of attention to a man who was leaning at the wall.
"William, let us dance! I hate standing here."
"Choose another partner for you, Miss Caroline. I do not wish to dance."
"Then at least for a two-third dance?"
"No." He replied in a cold voice, he then drank his wine. Caroline sighed and after awhile, she goes to the pantry. Charles approaches his friend and found him looking at the pair.
"Are you looking out to Mr. Wickham, Darcy?"
"Yes, Charles."
"He does not change his style—he always looks amiable at the young ladies. —And oh! His partner, I daresay, is beautiful enough as her sister. Just look at her smiles and her cheeks, she looks like a cheerful young woman. What can you say, Darcy?"
"She is tolerable, but not beautiful."
"I like her sister, Jane Bennet."
Mr. Darcy made no answer so he went on.
"Her smiles we're too beautiful, her eyes we're blue and I can say her face's being too angelic."
Mr. Darcy sits down on the chair beside them and told his friend.
"If you like Miss Jane, better get her to dance again. Before another gentleman does."
"I will follow you're suggestion, Darcy." He went quickly to Jane and asked her hand for a second time. Mr. Darcy was still looking at the two as he was standing in the balcony of the house. While the two did not know about it and was busy in their own conversation.
"Have you been engage, Miss Eliza?"
"Not yet."
"Not yet? —But you're beautiful! Any men would have been so ardently in love with you."
"It is just that I did not want for awhile."
"But why, Eliza? Why wouldn't you want to be engaged?"
"Alright, I will tell you—I promised my elder sister that I will not be marrying if she is not yet married. Because the truth is, I want her to be happy than I am."
He smiled at Elizabeth's statement and told her.
"You we're such a good sister, Miss Eliza. I am starting to admire you."
This statement made Elizabeth blush, but she managed to reply.
"Thank you, sir."
After the tune, they went to the balcony of the house and Mr. Wickham seeing Mr. Darcy there had addresses him in a nice way.
"Good evening, Mr. Darcy. I hope you are having a pleasant evening here in Meryton." He then looked at them and replied.
"Good evening too, Mr. Wickham and Miss —"
"Bennet."
"Miss Bennet." She observed his face and she was surprise when he asks George.
"Can I do the honor of dancing her, Mr. Wickham?"
"If she does agree, then, I do not wish to object." He then turned to her and holds her hand.
"Can I dance you, Miss Bennet?"
She looked surprise and she looked for awhile at George who is just staring at them. And she answered at Mr. Darcy's question.
"Yes. You may do, sir." They went to the center and left Mr. Wickham in the balcony, she is looking at George Wickham who looked surprised. She then felt that she has a wound, she then looked at her right hand and found it bleeding. She gets her handkerchief and covered it. To the man who is she dancing with, was convinced that the lady wants to be engaged in a conversation with George Wickham, but then, he could not understand why she had accepted her hand, he then asks her.
"Why did you accept my hand in dancing if you are not willing to dance with me?"
At this, Elizabeth lifted her eyes and replied.
"Beg you're pardon, sir?"
"Miss Bennet, why did you accept my hand in dancing if you did not want to dance with me?"
"Sorry to have you think of that sir—I—I am just thinking of something—I am sorry if you have thought that I am not willing to dance with you."
She then looked down and Mr. Darcy with great civility asks her.
"Is it George Wickham that you we're thinking of, Miss Bennet?"
She then lifted her eyes, her face looked pale—she can't answer for awhile.
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A/N: Chappie 3 is going to be posted.. SOON!)