Chapter 74 The Princess Who Was Cannon Fodder in the Danmei Novel 24
What Darcy and Caroline didn't expect was that Bentley was still obsessed with the country girl until after Georgiana's engagement party.
The two even happened to meet again on the streets of London.
At that time, Bentley was chattering about his beloved girl with his friend in the carriage. The dripping rain hit the roof of the carriage, making him a little annoyed, so he lifted the curtain to see the street view.
As the carriage sped along, the handsome face he had been dreaming of was hiding from the rain under the eaves of a hat shop on the street!
Benley stood up excitedly, his blond hair banging against the roof of the car. Ignoring Darcy's shocked look, he shouted excitedly, "Stop, stop now!"
Looking at the heavy rain outside the eaves, Mrs. Garnard took Jane's hand and comforted the depressed girl: "Don't worry, wait here for a while. I have asked the servant to go back and notify the carriage to pick us up."
Jane quickly replied with a smile that it was okay, and then stared at the rain outside in a daze.
A month ago, Mr. Bingley suddenly left Longbourn and there was no news from him. His mother complained and cursed Mr. Bingley for being irresponsible every day at home. It was his sister Elizabeth who took her own feelings into consideration and wrote to Uncle Garner to beg him to take her to London to relax.
Suddenly I thought of Mr. Bingley's sister. The viscountess who was dressed luxuriously and had an arrogant attitude looked at their house as if she was looking at the dust on the ground. So was the sudden departure of her beloved something she had anticipated?
Mrs. Garnard looked at Jane, who was in a trance again, with concern. With feelings, only time can heal the wound.
Thinking of this, she tiptoed and looked towards the street intersection. Why hadn't the carriage from home arrived yet?
Faintly, a tall figure with blond hair was running towards them.
!!!
Holding the bag tightly in her hand, Mrs. Garnard knew that Jane's beauty was outstanding even in London. Was it some drunkard who took advantage of her? So she quietly moved her feet and stood in front of Jane.
"Jane!" Bingley ran breathlessly, afraid that the beauty would disappear if he was a little late.
Seeing the surprise in the girl's blue eyes, he smiled warmly, as if a dog abandoned in an old house had finally met its owner.
"You are in London too?"
Surprised by Bentley's enthusiastic attitude, Jane was full of doubts. Didn't his sudden departure mean that the ambiguous feelings between them were over?
Mrs. Garnard looked up and down at the young man who emerged from the rain. He was quite handsome. But, could he be the ungrateful man who made Jane sad?
Sensing the quiet atmosphere, Benley scratched his head, his smile became awkward, and he was at a loss for a topic: "How long will you stay in London this time? Do you want me to find someone to take you back?"
Jian Beichi bit her lower lip lightly and smiled awkwardly: "I..."
Before he finished speaking, a luxurious carriage drove over. Darcy took off his hat and gestured to the two ladies under the eaves, but he had no intention of getting off.
If he was seen talking alone with a beautiful young girl, the gossip that Earl Darcy was having a secret meeting with his lover would probably spread throughout the upper class in London tomorrow, and he didn't want to get into trouble.
"Binley, it's raining so hard. Why don't you arrange a carriage to take the two ladies home first? Then send a letter to invite the lady to your house tomorrow or the day after tomorrow."
Seeing the family crest on the carriage, Mrs. Garnard's eyes lit up. She immediately pulled Jane to return the greeting and said flatteringly, "Thank you very much, Earl Darcy, for your kindness."
Hearing that the man in front of her was an earl, Jane's expression became even more gloomy. How could Bentley, with such a family background, marry a country girl who had little dowry and was only beautiful?
Darcy looked at his friend who was soaking wet with disgust and said in a cold tone: "Wake up, Bentley, the carriage has gone far away, take back your lingering look."
"Oh, Darcy, did you see that? Isn't Jane as lovely as an angel?" Bentley, who was immersed in fantasy, excitedly wiped his hair with a towel.
Angel? Darcy could not deny that the girl was indeed beautiful, but not dignified enough. Judging from her behavior, she was probably not worthy of the title of Mrs. Bingley.
"But from your previous description, I can't imagine what she will be like after she becomes your wife." Darcy poured cold water on his friend. "Although this lady has decent manners, I'm afraid she has not received a good education. Does she know how to organize a ball? Does she understand the social etiquette of the upper class of the nobility? When she interacts with other ladies, can she identify people she can confide her sincerity to?"
Benley was dizzy and confused after being hit by this series of questions from his friend.
"From what I've heard about your relationship, I think this lady is a good person like you, who is always easy to trust others. Benley, you are attracted by her innocence and kindness, which is completely different from that of a noble lady."
Darcy analyzed his friend's mentality: "But once such a kind-hearted girl is dragged into the complicated world of Vanity Fair, there are only two possible outcomes for her. Either she will always be out of tune with the so-called upper class society and struggle painfully, or she will be assimilated by this false world of Vanity Fair and become the kind of person you don't like."
"No matter what the outcome is, you will suffer."
Bentley seemed to be hit by a hammer. He whispered, "But...but, I really like her."
"Bentley, look at the booming industry and commerce across the country, and think about the revolutions that have broken out in various countries in recent years. France no longer has a royal family. Times are changing rapidly."
Darcy opened the car curtain and looked at the pedestrians hurrying on the street. Although it was a rainy day, he could still see the huge chimney emitting billowing black smoke.
"With the advent of the steam engine, our country's class system was also changing, with the confrontation between the old and new aristocrats, the struggle between the House of Commons and the House of Lords, and so on."
"Because of the princess, I am often supported by both factions. They dare not attack me, but they may not dare to attack you as my good friend."
Darcy's brown eyes were filled with guilt as he spoke of this. Bentley was indeed implicated by him. So when his friend said he wanted to go to the countryside to relax, he was happy to see it happen, thinking it was good for Bentley to avoid the dispute between the two parties.
However, who knew that fate would be so coincidental that the good friend actually met his beloved in Longbourn.
Bingley was dumbfounded, and had never thought that he was in danger. After Darcy became an earl, he was complacent for a long time. With an earl as a backer, Bingley's family business was easier to do.
"So, Bingley, that lady is not suitable to be your wife. The situation you are in now is much more complicated than you think."
Afterwards, the carriage remained in an unspeakable silence all the way. For the first time, Bentley tried to use his simple brain to analyze the large amount of information his friend had said.
Finally, he came to a frustrated conclusion.
If he really liked Jane, it would be better not to drag her into this muddy water.
I don’t remember which poet said that love is restraint and love is letting go.
Wow, this big blond dog was almost moved to tears by himself.
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