Mr. Darcy: Miss Elizabeth. I have struggled in vain and can bear it no longer. These past months have been a torment. I came to Rosings only to see you. I have fought against judgement, my family’s expectation, the inferiority of your birth, my rank. I will put them aside and ask you to end my agony.
Elizabeth: I don’t understand.
Mr. Darcy: I love you. Most ardently. Please do me the honour of accepting my hand.
Elizabeth: Sir, I appreciate the struggle you have been through, and I am very sorry to have caused you pain. It was unconsciously done.
Hace 15 minutos.