Mr. Darcy:

Miss Elizabeth. I have struggled in vain and I can bear it no longer.These past months have been a torment. I came to Rosings with the single object of seeing you... I had to see you. I have fought against my better judgment, my family's expectations, the inferiority of your birth by rank and circumstance. All these things I am willing to put aside and ask you to end my agony.

Elizabeth Bennet:

I don't understand.

Mr. Darcy:

I love you.

我想，我畢竟是寫小說的。有很多事情，我常常想拿寫小說來解決。至於能不能辦得到，那是另一回事。

思念一個人真的很奇妙…