Mr. Darcy:
I love you. Most ardently. Please do me the honor of accepting my hand.
Elizabeth Bennet:
Sir, I appreciate the struggle you have been through, and I am very sorry to have caused you pain. Believe me, it was unconsciously done.
Mr. Darcy:
Is this your reply?
Elizabeth Bennet:
Yes, sir.
Mr. Darcy:
Are you... are you laughing at me?
Elizabeth Bennet:
No.
Mr. Darcy:
Are you *rejecting* me?
Elizabeth Bennet:
I'm sure that the feelings which, as you've told me have hindered your regard, will help you in overcoming it.
Mr. Darcy:
Might I ask why, with so little endeavor at civility, I am thus repulsed?
Elizabeth Bennet:
And I might as well enquire why, with so evident a design of insulting me, you chose to tell me that you liked me against your better judgment.
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