( he is not one given to false flatteries. but, indeed, atticus would contend that what he expresses are not compliments but facts. miss darcy and miss bennet are pretty and possess lovely speaking voices. praise, yes; factual, yes, but in the same way as a sunrise. a sunrise being pretty is an indisputable fact. just so for what he says to the ladies about their loveliness. atticus is of the belief that when one is in the presence of beauty — whether it be nature or human — it should be commented upon because it's fleeting, like footprints on the shore.
a chuckle catches in his throat, and he laughs again. ) I would never request such a thing that could provoke anxiety in anyone: friend or foe. Anyways, you have proven your talents enough on the pianoforte that you need not resort to singing. Likewise, I believe I have proven similarly for myself.
( miss bennet is not one given to false modesty, so he will trust that she is speaking honestly.
"i have been fortunate in that i have received vocal instructions for some time, but i still find myself too overcome with nerves to sing in front of others." miss darcy blushes. even in front of a small audience. and, like miss bennet, i too do not wish ever to do so." although it could be said that she is mimicking miss bennet, miss darcy is honest in her words. as a creature prone to shyness, she prefers to exhibit in front of others talents that she is confident of her abilities. miss darcy can only bare so much of her soul at one time.
atticus taps his fingers against the wooden armrest in a sign of approval. ) Hear, hear, Miss Darcy. Live a life as unrestrained of worry and anxiety as possible. That is what I say.
( and that is also how atticus endeavours to live his life — with little anxiety and concern for others' opinions. it has served him well over the past few years. now he can say with all honesty that he does not know why he allowed himself to be so scared and worried in his previous life. why? he did not care for those people's opinions nor did he even like them. so why bury oneself in anxiety for those who also didn't care or like him? no, no. life is too brief to do that. )
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a chuckle catches in his throat, and he laughs again. ) I would never request such a thing that could provoke anxiety in anyone: friend or foe. Anyways, you have proven your talents enough on the pianoforte that you need not resort to singing. Likewise, I believe I have proven similarly for myself.
( miss bennet is not one given to false modesty, so he will trust that she is speaking honestly.
"i have been fortunate in that i have received vocal instructions for some time, but i still find myself too overcome with nerves to sing in front of others." miss darcy blushes. even in front of a small audience. and, like miss bennet, i too do not wish ever to do so." although it could be said that she is mimicking miss bennet, miss darcy is honest in her words. as a creature prone to shyness, she prefers to exhibit in front of others talents that she is confident of her abilities. miss darcy can only bare so much of her soul at one time.
atticus taps his fingers against the wooden armrest in a sign of approval. ) Hear, hear, Miss Darcy. Live a life as unrestrained of worry and anxiety as possible. That is what I say.
( and that is also how atticus endeavours to live his life — with little anxiety and concern for others' opinions. it has served him well over the past few years. now he can say with all honesty that he does not know why he allowed himself to be so scared and worried in his previous life. why? he did not care for those people's opinions nor did he even like them. so why bury oneself in anxiety for those who also didn't care or like him? no, no. life is too brief to do that. )