“I remember. And I also told you that I know you have received reports that vary greatly with respect to me, so I begged you not to sketch my character as there were reasons to fear that the performance would reflect no credit on either of us.”
“I would have gladly waited to complete that performance, Mr. Darcy, and perhaps to enquire further in regard to the various reports. However, I did not have that chance as you left unexpectedly and never returned. Neither you nor Mr. Bingley, who promised to be back in one week. Perhaps in London, weeks are longer than in Hertfordshire.”
Her statement clearly took him by surprise, and he looked at her with a frown as if he had not truly comprehended her meaning.
“Are there questions you wish to ask me now, Miss Bennet?”
“There might be, but, without being rude, I fear your answers, whether you decide to provide them or not.”
Strangely, he laughed bitterly, puzzling her.
“Betsy and Peter told me their mother is afraid to speak to me. I would never have imagined that you would be afraid to talk to me too, Miss Bennet.”
“I am not afraid to speak to you, Mr. Darcy. I am perhaps afraid of things you might tell me or conceal from me. However, I know I have no right to expect any answers from you. After all, we are nothing to each other except mere acquaintances who have always been enemies more than friends.”
He was speechless and look bewildered, while she continued; the Parsonage was already in sight.
“Sir, perhaps you should wonder what the excellent things are that you do as a habit that everyone praises you for — from your servants to complete strangers. And what are the things that perhaps require some improvement so that people — no matter who they are — will not be afraid to address you.”
He looked pale and disturbed and still did not reply.
“Forgive me if I said too much. I thank you for keeping me company, Mr. Darcy. Good day.”
She took a few steps, then he called to her, and she stopped.
“Miss Bennet, you have not said too much. Perhaps you have not said enough. I have no intention of concealing the truth if you wish to hear it. I shall be in the same place tomorrow. If you happen to be in the area, I am sure the children would be happy to see you. As for being enemies, that might express your feelings, but it certainly does not reflect mine. Good day, Miss Bennet.”
