![]() ![]() Unable to bear her thoughts, she arose and drew the curtains open. He might be a horrid man, but even horrid men deserved a tiny touch of compassion when being disappointed in love. So had he, of course, but that did not excuse it. ![]() Oh, yes, she had lost her temper abominably. She sat up and covered her face with her hands. On and on he had gone, until she had finally lost all sense of decorum to anger, and told him he was the last man in the world she could ever be prevailed upon to marry. His offensive comments about her low connections and how marriage to her would be a degradation and how society would look down on him for it. Darcy, coming to the parsonage ostensibly to ask after her health, but actually to declare himself. Scenes from the previous night flashed before her. ![]() Darcy, undeniably the most eligible gentleman of her acquaintance, made a declaration of ardent love to her – and made it sound like an unforgivable insult? It must have been a dream, or in truth, a nightmare.īut she knew it had not been a dream. ![]() Darcy, of all people, would have offered her his hand in marriage! Had proud, unpleasant Mr. All rights reserved, including the right to reproduce this book, or portions thereof, in any format whatsoever.įor information, address Intertidal Press, 700 Rayovac Dr., Suite 220, Madison, WI 53711Įlizabeth raised herself on one arm and rubbed her eyes. ![]()
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