( merely mentioning mr. hamilton puts miss kitty at ease and she begins describing her betrothed; her mouth curls ever so gently upwards like a sunflower towards the sun. but upon disclosure of his profession, mrs. wickham groans, "how drab!" and miss kitty's expression dims like a cloud passing in front of the sun as her sister discusses her husband's numerous accomplishments in the militia. they would be impressive if it weren't for the fact that his commission in the militia was bought by mr. darcy, who remains grim-faced behind his wife.
despite mr. wickham being spoken about, miss darcy responds, but softly though like she is still trying to compose herself again. it is unfair how a lovely evening as this could turn so terribly within only a few moments. "yes. my aunt is a great enjoyer of music. few people in england can make such a claim, but, truly, no one else but lady catherine can."
such a bold claim and one that atticus has a difficult time believing already, but then mrs. darcy smiles, and her fine eyes shine with amusement when she looks in their direction. that is enough to know that lady catherine may say such things, but they are not to be trusted.
"i should dearly love to play for you someday, mr. cartwright. i must think you are also a great enjoyer of music.")
Someday, why not now? Come. I insist. ( atticus insists so because it would muffle mrs. wickham's boasting. maybe even silence her but he doubts they would be so fortunate. it would also liven everyone's spirits that have fallen so low since the appearance of their guests.
a light blush dusts miss darcy's cheeks. "if you wish, sir. will you join me? i cannot play with no one to turn the page." while turning the pages for miss bennet, she recalls seeing other pieces by mozart on the music rack: two piano sonatas, no. 16 and no. 18. surely, miss bennet wouldn't be offended if she plays one for mr. cartwright? no, of course not because they both play so beautifully but so differently that miss bennet's performance would be unlike hers. )
Would that not defeat the object? I could not watch and admire your performance then. ( atticus smiles. ) Miss Bennet, you should join her. The only sight better than one pretty lady at the pianoforte is two.
( and then the two remaining single ladies in the room will be preoccupied enough that mrs. wickham cannot harass them. )
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despite mr. wickham being spoken about, miss darcy responds, but softly though like she is still trying to compose herself again. it is unfair how a lovely evening as this could turn so terribly within only a few moments. "yes. my aunt is a great enjoyer of music. few people in england can make such a claim, but, truly, no one else but lady catherine can."
such a bold claim and one that atticus has a difficult time believing already, but then mrs. darcy smiles, and her fine eyes shine with amusement when she looks in their direction. that is enough to know that lady catherine may say such things, but they are not to be trusted.
"i should dearly love to play for you someday, mr. cartwright. i must think you are also a great enjoyer of music." )
Someday, why not now? Come. I insist. ( atticus insists so because it would muffle mrs. wickham's boasting. maybe even silence her but he doubts they would be so fortunate. it would also liven everyone's spirits that have fallen so low since the appearance of their guests.
a light blush dusts miss darcy's cheeks. "if you wish, sir. will you join me? i cannot play with no one to turn the page." while turning the pages for miss bennet, she recalls seeing other pieces by mozart on the music rack: two piano sonatas, no. 16 and no. 18. surely, miss bennet wouldn't be offended if she plays one for mr. cartwright? no, of course not because they both play so beautifully but so differently that miss bennet's performance would be unlike hers. )
Would that not defeat the object? I could not watch and admire your performance then. ( atticus smiles. ) Miss Bennet, you should join her. The only sight better than one pretty lady at the pianoforte is two.
( and then the two remaining single ladies in the room will be preoccupied enough that mrs. wickham cannot harass them. )