Mr paul swanton
PAUL SWANTON A.C.H.E - HUMANITIES PRIDE & PREJUDICE
1ST PERSON NARRATIVE
CHAPTER 1
‘My dear Mr Bennet’ my lady said to me one day, have you heard that Netherfield Park is let at last?’
I replied that I had not.
‘But it is’ returned she; ‘for Mrs. Long has just been here, and she told me all about it.’
My reply was silent.
‘Do not you want to know who has taken it?’ she cried impatiently.
I felt an obligation to adhere some response. ‘You want to tell me, and I have no objections to hearing it’ I said, and this was invitation enough for her to reveal all.
‘why, my dear’ She continued, ‘you must know, Mrs. Long says that Netherfield is taken by a young man of large fortune from the north of England; that he came down on Monday in a chaise and four to see the place, and was so much delighted with it that he agreed with Mr. Morris immediately; that he is to take possession before Michaelmas, and some of his servants are to be in the house by the end of the week.’
‘What is his name?’ I replied curiously
‘Bingley’ she told me
I inquired as to his marital status, to which my wife replied oh so enthusiastically
‘Oh! Single, my dear, to be sure! A single man of large fortune; four or five thousand a year. What a fine thing for our girls!’
‘How so?’ I inquired, knowing full well what was to come ‘how can it affect them?’ ‘My dear Mr. Bennet she exclaimed ‘how can you be so tiresome! You must know that I am thinking of his marrying one of them.
To which I asked if that was his design in settling here.
‘Design!’ she said ‘nonsense, how can you talk so! But it is very likely that he may fall in love with one of them, and therefore you must visit him as soon as he comes.’
‘I see no occasion for that’ I said ‘you and the girls may go, or you may send the m by
1ST PERSON NARRATIVE
CHAPTER 1
‘My dear Mr Bennet’ my lady said to me one day, have you heard that Netherfield Park is let at last?’
I replied that I had not.
‘But it is’ returned she; ‘for Mrs. Long has just been here, and she told me all about it.’
My reply was silent.
‘Do not you want to know who has taken it?’ she cried impatiently.
I felt an obligation to adhere some response. ‘You want to tell me, and I have no objections to hearing it’ I said, and this was invitation enough for her to reveal all.
‘why, my dear’ She continued, ‘you must know, Mrs. Long says that Netherfield is taken by a young man of large fortune from the north of England; that he came down on Monday in a chaise and four to see the place, and was so much delighted with it that he agreed with Mr. Morris immediately; that he is to take possession before Michaelmas, and some of his servants are to be in the house by the end of the week.’
‘What is his name?’ I replied curiously
‘Bingley’ she told me
I inquired as to his marital status, to which my wife replied oh so enthusiastically
‘Oh! Single, my dear, to be sure! A single man of large fortune; four or five thousand a year. What a fine thing for our girls!’
‘How so?’ I inquired, knowing full well what was to come ‘how can it affect them?’ ‘My dear Mr. Bennet she exclaimed ‘how can you be so tiresome! You must know that I am thinking of his marrying one of them.
To which I asked if that was his design in settling here.
‘Design!’ she said ‘nonsense, how can you talk so! But it is very likely that he may fall in love with one of them, and therefore you must visit him as soon as he comes.’
‘I see no occasion for that’ I said ‘you and the girls may go, or you may send the m by